THE SECRET OF THE ANCESTORS
EXT. AJILOMI BATTLEFIELD – NIGHT
The sky rumbles.
Lightning flashes.
The ground quakes.
Akin and Eleriogun stand face to face.
The battlefield falls silent.
Every warrior stares.
Waiting.
Watching.
The two strongest forces of their time—about to collide.
Then—
Eleriogun smiles.
ELERIOGUN
"You think this is over?"
His eyes glow red.
His veins darken.
His body changes.
The whispers in Akin's head grow louder.
And then—
Eleriogun ROARS.
A wave of pure destruction erupts from his body.
The earth splits apart.
Warriors are thrown backward.
Buildings crumble.
Akin barely moves.
He tightens his grip on his sword.
And then—
He vanishes.
EXT. SKY ABOVE AJILOMI – NIGHT
Akin moves faster than the eye can follow.
One second, he is on the ground.
The next—
He is in the sky.
Watching.
Calculating.
Then—
He dives.
A sonic boom follows him.
His sword glows.
And as he approaches Eleriogun—
The enemy reacts.
Eleriogun raises his hand.
A black force erupts from his palm.
The two collide.
The impact shakes the entire kingdom.
EXT. AJILOMI PALACE – NIGHT
The elders watch.
Their eyes filled with fear.
ELDER 1
"This is beyond human."
ELDER 2
"This is something else."
Ogunlaja stands in silence.
His fists clenched.
His heart pounding.
He had always feared this day.
And now—
It is here.
EXT. AJILOMI BATTLEFIELD – NIGHT
Akin lands.
Dust rises around him.
Eleriogun stumbles back.
Blood drips from his mouth.
But he laughs.
ELERIOGUN
"Impressive."
Akin says nothing.
He only steps forward.
His sword burns with energy.
Eleriogun grins.
And then—
The real battle begins.
EXT. AJILOMI BATTLEFIELD – NIGHT
The storm rages.
Lightning flashes.
The wind howls.
Akin and Eleriogun stare at each other.
Neither speaks.
Neither moves.
Then—
Eleriogun vanishes.
Akin reacts instantly.
CLANG!
Their weapons collide.
A shockwave ripples through the air, sending warriors flying.
The ground splits.
The sky trembles.
And then—
They clash again.
Faster.
Harder.
More violent than before.
EXT. AJILOMI VILLAGE – NIGHT
The people watch in terror.
The battle is unlike anything they have ever seen.
Ogunlaja stands firm.
His face is grim.
ELDER 1
"If Akin loses—"
ELDER 2
"Then Ajilomi is doomed."
Ogunlaja does not respond.
He only watches.
Because he knows—
This is Akin's fight.
And no one can help him now.
EXT. AJILOMI BATTLEFIELD – NIGHT
Eleriogun grins.
His body heals instantly.
Akin breathes hard.
He can feel it.
His power is draining.
But Eleriogun—
He is only getting stronger.
Akin tightens his grip.
He cannot afford to lose.
And so—
He unleashes everything.
EXT. SKY ABOVE AJILOMI – NIGHT
Akin rises into the air.
His sword glows with pure energy.
The heavens answer his call.
Thunder booms.
Lightning gathers around him.
Below—
Eleriogun laughs.
But even he senses it.
Something is coming.
Something unstoppable.
And then—
Akin strikes.
EXT. AJILOMI BATTLEFIELD – NIGHT
Akin's sword meets Eleriogun's chest.
A blinding explosion.
A deafening roar.
The earth shatters.
The sky tears apart.
And when the dust settles—
Only one man stands.
Akin.
Victorious.
But as he looks at Eleriogun's lifeless body—
He knows.
This is not the end.
This is only the beginning.
EXT. AJILOMI BATTLEFIELD – NIGHT
Silence.
The once-great battlefield is now a graveyard.
Bodies litter the ground.
Weapons lay broken, abandoned.
The smell of blood and burning flesh lingers in the cold night air.
Akin stands alone.
His body trembles.
His breath is shaky.
The power within him is fading.
Then—
A groan.
A warrior moves among the dead.
And then another.
And another.
Until the battlefield is filled with the moans of the wounded.
Ajilomi has survived.
But not without cost.
EXT. AJILOMI VILLAGE – NIGHT
The people wait.
Torches flicker in the wind.
Mothers hold their children close.
Fathers grip their weapons.
Then—
A figure emerges from the darkness.
It is Akin.
Behind him, the warriors of Ajilomi return.
Some wounded.
Some carrying the dead.
But they have won.
And at that moment—
The village erupts.
EXT. AJILOMI VILLAGE SQUARE – NIGHT
The celebrations begin.
Drums thunder through the night.
Fires blaze high.
People dance, sing, cry.
But Akin does not celebrate.
He watches from afar.
Deep in thought.
Then—
A voice.
OBA OGUNLAJA
"You are troubled."
Akin turns.
Ogunlaja stands behind him.
His face is calm, but serious.
Akin hesitates.
Then speaks.
AKIN
"It is over. But why do I feel like it is not?"
Ogunlaja nods.
His eyes darken.
OBA OGUNLAJA
"Because it is not."
Akin frowns.
Ogunlaja steps closer.
OBA OGUNLAJA
"Come with me. There is something you must see."
And so—
Akin follows.
Leaving behind the cheering crowds.
Because deep down—
He knows.
This war is not finished.
INT. OGUNLAJA'S CHAMBER – NIGHT
Akin follows Ogunlaja into the king's private chamber.
Torches burn dimly.
The room is filled with ancient scrolls, weapons, and relics.
Akin looks around.
He has never been in this room before.
Ogunlaja walks to a wooden chest and opens it.
Inside—
A golden mask.
A rusted dagger.
And an old parchment.
Ogunlaja lifts the parchment.
OBA OGUNLAJA
"This… was written by our ancestors."
Akin steps forward.
His eyes scan the words.
It is written in an ancient dialect.
He tries to read— but the words blur.
Something stirs within him.
Ogunlaja watches closely.
Then, he speaks.
OBA OGUNLAJA
"You feel it, don't you?"
Akin clenches his fists.
He does.
Something deep inside him.
A power waiting to be unlocked.
EXT. ANCESTRAL SHRINE – MIDNIGHT
Ogunlaja leads Akin to the sacred shrine at the edge of the village.
The shrine is old, covered in vines.
Torches flicker.
Akin's heart pounds.
Then—
The priest emerges.
Old. Wrinkled. Eyes like fire.
PRIEST
"You are ready."
Akin frowns.
AKIN
"Ready for what?"
The priest does not answer.
Instead—
He raises his staff.
The flames of the torches rise higher.
The ground rumbles.
Akin steps back.
Then—
A voice.
Not from the priest.
Not from Ogunlaja.
But from the air itself.
???
"The time has come."
Akin gasps.
The shrine glows.
And then—
Everything goes dark.
INT. SPIRIT REALM – UNKNOWN TIME
Akin awakens.
He is no longer in the shrine.
The sky is red.
The ground is mist.
And before him—
A throne.
Sitting upon it—
A great warrior.
His face hidden behind a golden mask.
His voice—thunder.
MYSTERIOUS WARRIOR
"Do you know who I am?"
Akin shakes his head.
The warrior stands.
MYSTERIOUS WARRIOR
"I am the first warrior of Ajilomi. And you… are my blood."
Akin's breath catches.
His ancestor.
The first warrior.
The source of his power.
Then—
The warrior steps forward.
MYSTERIOUS WARRIOR
"You seek answers. But answers come with a price."
Akin gulps.
AKIN
"What price?"
The warrior raises his hand.
And then—
Pain.
Akin screams.
A flood of memories.
Battles. Blood. Death.
He sees himself— but not himself.
Fighting.
Winning.
Losing.
And then—
A single phrase echoes in his mind.
"To know the truth… you must become it."
The pain fades.
Akin falls to his knees.
Breathing hard.
The warrior watches.
Then—
He speaks one last time.
MYSTERIOUS WARRIOR
"The path ahead is dark. But you… must walk it."
Everything shatters.
EXT. ANCESTRAL SHRINE – MIDNIGHT
Akin gasps awake.
He is back.
Ogunlaja and the priest watch him.
Akin's body feels different.
Stronger.
Lighter.
He looks at his hands.
They glow faintly.
The whispers in his mind—
Are gone.
Instead, there is clarity.
Ogunlaja nods.
OBA OGUNLAJA
"Now, you understand."
Akin nods slowly.
Yes.
He understands.
But the journey is far from over.
The real battle—
Has only just begun.
EXT. SACRED GROUNDS – NIGHT
Akin stands at the edge of the forest.
Ahead—
A path of fire and shadows.
Behind him—
Ogunlaja and the priest watch in silence.
The air is thick. Heavy.
Something unseen stirs.
Then—
A deep rumble.
The ground shakes.
Ogunlaja speaks.
OBA OGUNLAJA
"The gods will test you now, Akin. This is your final trial."
Akin clenches his fists.
He has come too far to turn back.
He steps forward.
EXT. TRIAL OF FIRE – NIGHT
The moment Akin crosses the threshold—
Flames erupt.
The path blazes.
A voice booms.
GOD OF FIRE
"Mortal! Show me your strength!"
Akin's skin burns.
He pushes forward.
The fire lashes at him.
The ground cracks.
Akin's vision blurs.
Then—
His blood stirs.
The power from his ancestor awakens.
His skin hardens.
The flames no longer burn.
With one final step—
He crosses the fire.
The flames vanish.
A deep laugh echoes.
GOD OF FIRE
"You are worthy."
Akin breathes hard.
But the test is not over.
EXT. TRIAL OF SHADOWS – MIDNIGHT
The fire is gone.
But now—
Darkness.
Thick. Endless.
Akin sees nothing.
Then—
A whisper.
GOD OF SHADOWS
"Do you fear the unknown?"
Akin does not answer.
A shadow moves.
Then another.
Figures emerge.
His mother. His father. His people.
But their faces are twisted.
Bleeding. Dying.
His worst nightmares.
Akin steps back.
The figures reach for him.
GOD OF SHADOWS
"Weakness lies in the heart. Will you break?"
Akin closes his eyes.
The whispers grow louder.
Pain. Guilt. Doubt.
He fights it.
Then—
A memory.
His ancestor's words.
"To know the truth… you must become it."
Akin opens his eyes.
He sees the shadows for what they are—
Lies.
With a deep breath—
He steps forward.
The shadows fade.
A final whisper.
GOD OF SHADOWS
"You have conquered fear."
EXT. THE FINAL TEST – DAWN
Akin reaches the last gate.
Before him—
A giant warrior.
Golden armor.
A blade taller than a man.
The warrior raises his sword.
GOD OF WAR
"Prove yourself."
Akin draws his blade.
The warrior charges.
Akin dodges.
The ground shatters.
Akin strikes— but the warrior blocks.
The force throws Akin back.
He grits his teeth.
The warrior attacks again.
Faster. Stronger.
Akin blocks.
His arms shake.
He cannot win this way.
Then—
The warrior leaps.
A final, crushing strike.
Akin closes his eyes.
And lets go.
His power erupts.
Not strength.
Not speed.
But wisdom.
Akin sidesteps.
The warrior misses.
Akin spins.
His blade slices through the air.
A perfect strike.
The warrior stumbles.
Then—
He smiles.
GOD OF WAR
"You have learned well."
He vanishes.
The path clears.
Akin drops to his knees.
He has passed.
He has become what he was meant to be.
And now—
The real war awaits.