The story begins in the city of Garowe.
There lived a young boy named Jeylani, a child who loved his family deeply and dreamed of living like other children. He wished to run, laugh, and play without fear. But his body would not allow it.
Jeylani suffered from epilepsy, an illness with no cure at the time. The disease followed him everywhere, stopping him from enjoying the simple joys of childhood. While other children played freely, Jeylani watched from a distance.
One day, he wandered alone toward the wilderness outside the city.
The air grew heavy and silent. Suddenly, he realized he was surrounded by wild animals. Panic filled his chest. He searched desperately for a way to escape, but there was none.
Then he heard it.
A lion's roar echoed through the land—deep, powerful, and terrifying.
The lion charged at him.
Jeylani screamed with all his strength. His cry reached the village, and the people rushed toward the sound. After a violent struggle, the lion was killed, and Jeylani was taken to the hospital.
When he woke up, the first face he saw was his mother's. Tears of joy streamed down her cheeks. Yet something strange was discovered.
The lion had not eaten him.
It had not torn him apart.
The villagers were shocked. That night, the elders gathered and reached a conclusion:
This child was not ordinary.
Ten years later, Jeylani was no longer the weak boy from Garowe.
He had grown into a young man and moved to Mogadishu to attend university. His illness had vanished completely, without medicine or explanation.
But the mark of the lion remained.
Sometimes, Jeylani heard a distant sound, a call only he could hear. He ignored it, believing it meant nothing.
One afternoon, after his classes ended, Jeylani stood by the road, waiting for traffic to clear.
Suddenly, a small boy ran into the street.
A speeding car rushed toward him.
In that instant, something awakened inside Jeylani.
Blue and white energy exploded from his body. He moved like lightning, shattering the air itself. People nearby were thrown aside by the force.
The child was saved.
Chaos followed. Blood stained the road. Screams filled the city. Jeylani stared at his hands, trembling.
Police and military forces arrived, weapons raised. Confused and overwhelmed, Jeylani surrendered.
Then his eyes turned red.
The power surged again, wild and uncontrollable. Before anyone could react, a mysterious man appeared and shouted:
"If you stay here, everyone will die!"
Jeylani ran with him.
Moments later, a massive explosion shook Mogadishu. Buildings collapsed, and the city trembled.
That day, the world realized something terrifying.
Something had begun.
End of Chapter 1