EBANO

Rain covered the city of Lagos in silver shadows as black luxury cars moved through the massive iron gates of the Ebano estate.

The mansion stood above the ocean cliffs like a palace built for kings. Golden lights glowed through tall glass windows while servants rushed through the halls preparing for the biggest celebration of the year.

Tonight was the seventieth birthday of Chief Solomon Ebano — founder of the Ebano empire.

Politicians, celebrities, business leaders, and powerful families from across the country had gathered under one roof.

But beneath the beauty and wealth, the Ebano family was already breaking apart.

A black car stopped near the front entrance.

The driver opened the door carefully.

Amara Ebano stepped out wearing an elegant cream-colored dress. Calm. Beautiful. Untouchable.

Five years ago, she left the family business after a brutal fight with her younger brother David.

Tonight was the first time she had returned home since then.

At the top of the stairs, David watched her arrive.

His expression hardened instantly.

“Well,” he said coldly, “the ghost finally came back.”

Amara walked toward him without fear.

“I’m here for Father,” she replied. “Not for you.”

David smirked slightly.

“You still blame me for everything?”

Amara stopped beside him.

“You stole my position in the company, David. You stole my future.”

The tension between them felt sharp enough to cut through the rain itself.

Before David could answer, the mansion doors opened.

A deep voice echoed through the entrance hall.

“Tonight… there will be peace in this family.”

Chief Solomon Ebano stood proudly at the doorway.

Even at seventy, he carried power like a king.

Everyone lowered their heads respectfully as he approached.

But Amara noticed something no one else did.

Her father’s hands were trembling.

Inside the ballroom, music floated through the air while cameras flashed endlessly.

The Ebano family looked perfect to the outside world.

But every smile at the table hid resentment.

Evelyn Ebano, Solomon’s elegant wife, greeted important guests while secretly watching her children closely.

Nia Ebano, Solomon’s quiet granddaughter, sat near the staircase observing everyone silently.

Unlike the others, Nia listened more than she spoke.

And tonight, she noticed fear in her grandfather’s eyes.

During dinner, Solomon raised a glass.

“To family,” he announced proudly.

The guests applauded.

But David suddenly stood up.

“I also have an announcement,” he said confidently.

Amara immediately looked annoyed.

David continued.

“Next month, the Ebano Group will expand internationally. We are opening new projects in Europe and the Middle East.”

The board members around the table looked surprised.

Amara spoke instantly.

“You made this decision without approval?”

David shrugged.

“I am the acting chairman.”

“You are temporary,” Amara replied sharply.

Silence spread across the table.

David leaned forward.

“You disappeared for five years. You don’t get to return and lecture me about business.”

Amara’s voice became colder.

“The company is already drowning in hidden debt because of your reckless decisions.”

David slammed his glass onto the table.

“At least I stayed and fought for this family!”

Solomon suddenly stood up.

“ENOUGH!”

The entire ballroom fell silent.

His breathing became heavy.

One hand pressed against the table.

Then suddenly—

Solomon collapsed to the floor.

Women screamed.

Glasses shattered.

Guests rushed backward in panic.

“Call an ambulance!” Evelyn cried desperately.

Nia ran toward her grandfather while David dropped to his knees beside him.

“Father! Father!”

Amara stared in shock as doctors from the event crowd pushed through the guests.

But across the room—

A man in a dark suit quietly entered the ballroom unnoticed.

His name was Marcus Vale.

A lawyer.

And a man connected to secrets older than the Ebano empire itself.

He watched the chaos silently before walking toward Amara.

Then he handed her a black envelope.

“If Solomon dies tonight,” Marcus whispered, “the truth dies with him.”

Amara frowned.

“What truth?”

Marcus looked toward David.

“The kind that destroys families.”

Hours later…

Rain hammered against the hospital windows while the Ebano family waited outside the emergency room.

Nobody spoke.

Fear filled the silence.

Finally, the doctor stepped outside.

“Chief Solomon survived,” he announced.

Relief spread across the room.

But the doctor’s expression remained serious.

“There’s something else.”

David stood up quickly.

“What happened to him?”

The doctor hesitated.

“Your father was poisoned.”

Shock froze the entire hallway.

Evelyn nearly collapsed.

Amara stared at David.

David stared at everyone.

Suddenly, nobody trusted anybody anymore.

Marcus slowly stepped forward.

“There’s more,” he said quietly.

He opened the black envelope in front of the family.

Inside was an old birth certificate.

David frowned.

“What is this?”

Marcus looked directly into his eyes.

“A secret your parents buried thirty years ago.”

David grabbed the paper.

Then his face turned pale.

Because written clearly across the document were the words:

FATHER: UNKNOWN

David looked toward Evelyn in horror.

The hallway became silent.

And Evelyn’s tears revealed the truth before she even spoke.

David Ebano was never Solomon’s real son.

End of Episode 1

Episode 2 — “The Secret Blood”

The hospital hallway fell into complete silence.

David’s hands trembled as he stared at the birth certificate.

“No…” he whispered. “This is fake.”

Marcus Vale remained calm.

“It’s real.”

David suddenly grabbed Marcus by the collar.

“You think you can walk in here and destroy my family with paper?”

Security guards moved forward, but Solomon’s weak voice echoed from inside the hospital room.

“Let him speak…”

Everyone turned.

Chief Solomon stood at the doorway, pale and exhausted, supported by two nurses.

Evelyn rushed toward him.

“You should be resting.”

But Solomon ignored her.

His tired eyes settled on David.

Then on the birth certificate.

And finally on Marcus.

“You promised me this would stay buried,” Solomon said quietly.

Marcus answered coldly.

“You buried the truth. Not me.”

David slowly stepped backward.

His voice cracked with pain.

“So it’s true?”

Evelyn’s eyes filled with tears.

“David—”

“WHO IS MY REAL FATHER?”

The hallway echoed with his scream.

Guests and nurses stared from a distance while the powerful Ebano family began falling apart publicly.

Evelyn couldn’t answer.

That silence hurt more than the truth itself.

David laughed bitterly.

“My entire life…” he whispered. “Was a lie.”

Amara watched quietly.

For the first time, she saw her arrogant brother completely broken.

Later that night, the family returned to the Ebano mansion under heavy security.

News channels were already reporting Solomon’s sudden collapse.

But the media still didn’t know about the poisoning.

Or the secret child.

Inside the mansion, the atmosphere felt colder than ever.

Rain struck the windows while servants whispered nervously through the halls.

Amara entered her father’s private office searching for answers.

The room smelled of old books, whiskey, and secrets.

On the walls hung photographs of Solomon with presidents, kings, and business leaders.

The entire empire had been built from this room.

Amara opened drawers carefully until she discovered a locked cabinet hidden behind a painting.

Inside were old files and photographs.

One photo immediately caught her attention.

A younger Evelyn stood beside a handsome man she had never seen before.

They looked deeply in love.

Written behind the photo:

“To Evelyn — one day we’ll live without fear.”

Amara’s eyes narrowed.

Before she could continue reading, a voice spoke behind her.

“You were never supposed to find that.”

Amara turned instantly.

Solomon stood at the doorway.

Weak.

But fully awake.

“You lied to all of us,” Amara said quietly.

Solomon walked slowly into the office.

“I protected this family.”

“You protected yourself.”

His face darkened.

“You think power comes without sacrifice?”

Amara held up the photograph.

“Who is he?”

For the first time in years, fear appeared in Solomon Ebano’s eyes.

“He’s a ghost that should have stayed dead.”

Meanwhile, downstairs, David sat alone in the dark living room drinking whiskey.

Nia approached carefully.

“You shouldn’t be alone right now.”

David laughed bitterly.

“You know what’s funny?”

Nia stayed silent.

“I spent my whole life trying to become Father’s favorite son.” He looked toward the staircase. “And maybe I was never his son at all.”

Nia sat beside him quietly.

“Blood doesn’t make someone family.”

David looked at her.

“Then why does this hurt so much?”

Before Nia could answer, the mansion gates suddenly opened outside.

Headlights appeared through the rain.

A black car slowly entered the estate.

One of the guards rushed inside nervously.

“Sir…”

David stood up.

“What is it?”

The guard swallowed hard.

“There’s a man at the gate asking for the Ebano family.”

David frowned.

“What’s his name?”

The guard hesitated.

Then answered quietly:

“Gabriel Kane.”

Upstairs, Solomon overheard the name.

And for the first time in decades—

The great Chief Solomon Ebano looked terrified.

End of Episode 2

Episode 3 — “Enemies Inside”

Thunder shook the sky above the Ebano mansion as the black car stopped near the entrance gates.

Every guard on the property stood alert.

Inside the mansion, silence spread across the room after the name was spoken.

Gabriel Kane.

Solomon slowly lowered himself into a chair, his face pale.

Evelyn looked frozen.

But David’s anger only grew stronger.

“Who is he?” David demanded.

Nobody answered.

That silence told him everything.

The front doors opened.

A tall man entered the mansion wearing a dark coat soaked by rain.

Older than David.

Calm. Sharp. Dangerous.

His eyes immediately met Evelyn’s.

Years of pain passed between them without a single word.

Gabriel Kane had returned.

David stepped forward aggressively.

“You ruined this family.”

Gabriel looked at him carefully.

“No,” he replied quietly. “Your mother did.”

Evelyn closed her eyes in shame.

“Enough,” Solomon ordered.

But Gabriel ignored him completely.

“For thirty years you buried the truth,” Gabriel said. “And now your empire is collapsing exactly the way you deserve.”

David grabbed Gabriel’s shirt angrily.

“Are you my father?”

The room became silent again.

Gabriel stared directly into David’s eyes.

“Yes.”

David slowly released him.

It felt like the ground beneath him had disappeared.

Later that night, a storm trapped everyone inside the mansion.

Nobody slept.

The Ebano family gathered in Solomon’s private lounge while old secrets finally came into the light.

Gabriel explained everything.

Years ago, Evelyn and Solomon separated after Solomon became obsessed with power and business.

During that time, Evelyn fell in love with Gabriel.

When she became pregnant, Solomon offered her a deal.

He would raise David as his own son if Evelyn ended the relationship forever.

“To protect the family name,” Gabriel said bitterly. “That was always more important than happiness.”

David looked toward Solomon.

“You knew the truth my whole life?”

Solomon answered calmly.

“You were my son because I chose you.”

“That wasn’t your choice to make!”

David stormed out of the room.

Outside on the balcony, rain poured heavily across the ocean cliffs.

David punched the wall violently.

Years of anger exploded out of him all at once.

Amara quietly approached him.

For a moment, neither spoke.

Then Amara finally said:

“I know what it feels like.”

David laughed bitterly.

“You hate me.”

“I hate what this family turned us into.”

David looked toward her.

For the first time in years, they weren’t enemies.

Just two broken people standing in the ruins of a lie.

Meanwhile, Nia secretly followed Marcus Vale through the mansion corridors.

She noticed him entering Solomon’s office late at night.

The door remained slightly open.

Inside, Marcus spoke softly on the phone.

“Yes… the second document still exists.”

Nia’s eyes narrowed.

“If Amara finds it,” Marcus continued, “the entire empire falls.”

Nia accidentally stepped backward.

The floor creaked.

Marcus immediately turned toward the door.

“Who’s there?”

Nia ran before he could catch her.

Her heart pounded as she rushed through the dark hallway.

What second document?

And what secret could destroy the entire Ebano empire?

At the same time, Solomon secretly met Gabriel inside the old library.

“You should have stayed away,” Solomon warned.

Gabriel smiled coldly.

“You poisoned yourself the moment you built this empire on lies.”

Solomon’s expression darkened.

“You think you can take this family from me?”

Gabriel stepped closer.

“No. I came to save my son from becoming you.”

The next morning, the media exploded with rumors.

News channels reported internal conflict within the Ebano family.

Stock prices began falling rapidly.

Board members demanded answers.

Investors threatened to withdraw billions.

And someone leaked confidential company files online.

Inside the mansion, panic spread.

David entered the conference room furious.

“Who leaked those files?”

Nobody answered.

Then suddenly—

The television screen changed.

A hidden financial document appeared live on national news.

Amara stared at the screen in shock.

Because the document carried Solomon’s signature.

And beneath it were the words:

ILLEGAL LAND ACQUISITION AGREEMENT

The room fell silent.

Solomon closed his eyes slowly.

The family finally realized the terrifying truth.

The Ebano empire wasn’t built through success.

It was built through corruption.

End of Episode 3

Episode 4 — “The Second Will”

Morning sunlight barely touched the Ebano mansion before reporters flooded the gates.

Cameras flashed endlessly.

News anchors shouted breaking headlines across every television in the country.

THE EBANO EMPIRE UNDER INVESTIGATION

Inside the mansion, panic spread like fire.

Board members demanded emergency meetings.

Politicians stopped answering calls.

Investors disappeared overnight.

And for the first time in decades—

The Ebano family looked weak.

David stormed into Solomon’s office holding printed news articles.

“You knew this would happen!”

Solomon sat quietly near the window, exhausted but calm.

“I warned you that power has consequences.”

David slammed the papers onto the desk.

“You built this empire on corruption!”

Solomon’s voice hardened instantly.

“I built survival.”

Amara entered the room before the argument exploded further.

“We need to tell the truth before the government destroys us.”

“No,” Solomon answered immediately.

The room fell silent.

“If the full truth comes out,” he continued quietly, “this family loses everything.”

Amara stared at him in disbelief.

“People already lost everything because of you.”

Meanwhile, Nia secretly searched Marcus Vale’s office inside the mansion.

Files covered the desk.

Most were financial records.

But one folder caught her attention.

It was labeled:

SECOND WILL

Nia slowly opened it.

Inside was a document signed by Solomon only weeks earlier.

Her eyes widened in shock.

The entire Ebano empire had been transferred—

Not to David.

Not to Evelyn.

But to Amara.

Before Nia could continue reading, footsteps approached.

She quickly hid behind the shelf.

Marcus entered the office speaking on the phone.

“Yes,” he whispered. “Solomon planned to remove David completely.”

Nia covered her mouth silently.

“If David discovers the truth before the announcement,” Marcus continued, “this family will destroy itself.”

That evening, Solomon called the entire family together in the mansion ballroom.

The same ballroom where he collapsed days earlier.

But now the atmosphere felt colder.

Broken.

Everyone gathered quietly while rain crashed against the windows outside.

Solomon stood slowly before them.

His voice carried weakness now.

But still power.

“I changed my will.”

David immediately looked up.

“What?”

Solomon looked directly at him.

“The empire needs someone capable of saving it.”

David’s jaw tightened.

“You’re replacing me.”

“You were never ready.”

The words hit like a knife.

David stepped forward furiously.

“I spent my whole life earning your respect!”

“And look what your ambition turned you into,” Solomon replied.

The room exploded into shouting.

Evelyn tried stopping them.

Gabriel watched silently from the shadows.

Amara remained frozen.

Then suddenly—

The mansion lights went out.

Darkness swallowed the room.

Women screamed.

Security guards shouted through the halls.

Then—

A gunshot echoed upstairs.

Everyone froze.

The emergency lights finally turned on seconds later.

Red light covered the mansion like blood.

Amara immediately ran upstairs toward Solomon’s office.

The door stood open.

Inside, papers covered the floor.

Marcus Vale lay bleeding beside the desk.

David rushed into the room behind her.

“Oh my God…”

Marcus struggled to breathe.

Blood stained his hands.

Amara dropped beside him.

“Who did this?”

Marcus weakly grabbed her wrist.

His voice barely came out.

“Your father…”

Amara’s eyes widened.

Marcus coughed painfully.

“He built the empire with blood money…”

Then his hand fell.

And Marcus Vale died.

Police arrived within minutes.

The mansion became a crime scene.

Officers searched every room while detectives questioned the family separately.

Nobody trusted anyone anymore.

Not even themselves.

Later that night, Amara entered Marcus’s office alone.

She searched carefully through the scattered papers until she found a locked briefcase hidden beneath the desk.

Inside were photographs.

Bank records.

Political agreements.

Secret payments.

And one horrifying file labeled:

THE ORUMI VILLAGE INCIDENT

Amara opened it slowly.

Her breathing stopped.

Years ago, an entire village had been destroyed illegally to build one of the Ebano company’s largest oil projects.

Families disappeared.

People died.

And Solomon Ebano signed the order personally.

Amara stared at the documents with shaking hands.

Her father wasn’t simply corrupt.

He was dangerous.

Then suddenly—

A voice spoke behind her.

“You were never supposed to see those.”

Amara turned quickly.

David stood at the doorway.

But something in his eyes felt different now.

Darker.

More dangerous than before.

And in his hand—

Was Marcus’s missing gun.

End of Episode 4

Episode 5 — “The Fall of the House”

Rain hammered against the windows as Amara slowly stared at the gun in David’s hand.

The room fell silent.

Neither moved.

Neither trusted the other anymore.

David stepped inside Marcus’s office carefully and closed the door behind him.

“You think I killed him?” he asked quietly.

Amara didn’t answer.

David laughed bitterly.

“That means this family is already dead.”

He placed the gun slowly onto the desk.

“I found it near the staircase after the lights returned.”

Amara still looked suspicious.

“Then why hide it?”

David’s face darkened.

“Because the police are already looking for someone to blame.”

He stepped closer.

“And after everything that happened… I don’t even know who my enemies are anymore.”

Meanwhile downstairs, detectives questioned Solomon privately in the library.

The old man looked exhausted.

But even now, he protected his secrets carefully.

“Did Marcus Vale have enemies?” the detective asked.

Solomon smiled faintly.

“Everyone who knows the truth becomes dangerous eventually.”

The detective narrowed his eyes.

“That sounds like a threat.”

“No,” Solomon replied calmly. “It sounds like experience.”

Outside the mansion gates, reporters continued broadcasting live.

News channels now accused the Ebano empire of corruption, murder, and political crimes.

The family’s stock value collapsed by morning.

Investors disappeared.

Government officials denied connections.

And powerful allies who once begged for Solomon’s attention suddenly acted like the family never existed.

The empire was falling apart in real time.

Later that night, Nia secretly investigated the mansion security cameras.

Most footage disappeared during the blackout.

But one short recording survived.

The screen showed someone entering Marcus’s office minutes before the gunshot.

Nia leaned closer.

The figure wore a black hood.

But when the person briefly turned—

Nia froze in horror.

It was Evelyn.

At the same time, Evelyn packed jewelry, money, and passports into a suitcase inside her bedroom.

Her hands shook badly.

Gabriel entered quietly behind her.

“You’re running.”

Evelyn avoided his eyes.

“You don’t understand.”

Gabriel’s expression hardened.

“No. I understand perfectly. You’ve been protecting lies your entire life.”

Tears filled Evelyn’s eyes.

“I was protecting my son.”

Gabriel stepped closer.

“And look what it cost him.”

Downstairs, Solomon called David into the old study.

For several seconds, neither spoke.

Then Solomon finally said:

“You still want the empire?”

David laughed coldly.

“There’s barely anything left.”

Solomon slowly opened a hidden drawer.

Inside was another folder.

Old records.

Secret accounts.

Billions hidden overseas.

“The empire survives if you’re ruthless enough,” Solomon whispered.

David stared at the documents.

“You really are incapable of changing.”

Solomon looked directly into his eyes.

“Power doesn’t belong to good people, David.”

For a moment, David saw the terrifying truth.

This empire had destroyed everyone it touched.

And Solomon still loved power more than family.

Hours later, lightning struck the sky violently above the mansion.

Then suddenly—

The fire alarms exploded through the house.

Servants screamed.

Smoke spread rapidly across the upper floors.

“The mansion is on fire!”

Chaos erupted instantly.

Flames consumed the west wing within minutes.

People rushed outside into the storm while security guards tried controlling the disaster.

Amara searched desperately through the smoke.

“Father!”

No answer.

Then Nia screamed from downstairs.

“Grandfather’s still inside!”

Without hesitation, Amara ran back into the burning mansion.

David followed immediately.

The heat felt unbearable.

Wood collapsed around them while flames climbed the walls like monsters.

Finally they found Solomon trapped beneath a fallen beam inside the library.

David and Amara worked together desperately to free him.

For the first time in years—

Brother and sister fought side by side instead of against each other.

They carried Solomon outside seconds before the ceiling collapsed behind them.

The entire mansion exploded into flames.

Rain mixed with smoke as ambulances arrived.

The family stood outside watching their home burn to ashes.

Then Solomon suddenly spoke weakly.

“I know who poisoned me.”

Everyone turned toward him instantly.

Evelyn’s face lost all color.

Solomon slowly raised his trembling hand.

And pointed directly at her.

Silence covered the night.

David stared at his mother in disbelief.

“No…”

Tears streamed down Evelyn’s face.

“I did it,” she whispered.

The world around them seemed to stop.

David stepped backward slowly.

“You poisoned him?”

Evelyn collapsed to her knees crying.

“He was going to destroy you! He wanted the truth about your birth revealed publicly!”

David looked shattered.

“I did everything to protect this family,” Evelyn cried desperately.

But David’s voice became ice cold.

“No. You destroyed it.”

Behind them, the Ebano mansion finally collapsed into flames.

And with it—

The last illusion of the Ebano empire died forever.

End of Episode 5

Episode 6 — “Legacy”

The ruins of the Ebano mansion still burned beneath the stormy sky.

Smoke rose into the night like the final breath of a dying empire.

Police lights flashed across the wet ground while officers surrounded Evelyn.

David stood frozen.

His own mother had poisoned Solomon.

The woman who spent years protecting the family name had become the person who destroyed it.

Evelyn looked toward David with tears streaming down her face.

“I did it for you.”

David stepped backward slowly.

“No,” he whispered. “You did it for yourself.”

The words broke something inside Evelyn completely.

Police officers placed handcuffs around her wrists while reporters recorded every second from outside the gates.

For the first time in decades—

The mighty Ebano family looked powerless.

Hours later, dawn slowly appeared over Lagos.

The fire was finally gone.

Only black ruins remained.

Amara stood silently near the destroyed mansion while Nia joined her quietly.

“It’s over,” Nia whispered.

Amara looked toward the ashes.

“No,” she replied softly. “This is the beginning of the truth.”

Meanwhile, Solomon recovered inside a private hospital room under heavy security.

His face looked older now.

Weaker.

As if the collapse of the empire had finally broken the powerful man the world once feared.

David entered the room alone.

For several seconds, neither spoke.

Then Solomon finally said:

“You hate me now.”

David’s eyes remained cold.

“I spent my whole life trying to become you.”

Solomon lowered his gaze.

“And now?”

David looked out the window.

“Now I’m afraid I already did.”

Silence filled the room heavily.

Then Solomon reached toward the drawer beside his bed and removed a thick folder.

“The remaining company shares,” he said quietly. “The overseas accounts. The legal ownership papers.”

David frowned.

“You’re giving them to me?”

Solomon shook his head slowly.

“No.”

The door opened behind them.

Amara entered.

Nia followed beside her.

Solomon looked at both women carefully.

“This empire survives only if it becomes something better than me.”

He handed the documents to Amara and Nia together.

David stared in shock.

But this time—

He didn’t argue.

Maybe because deep down, he knew Solomon was right.

Outside the hospital, chaos exploded across the country.

Government investigations exposed decades of corruption connected to the Ebano empire.

Politicians resigned.

Executives disappeared.

Secret accounts were frozen.

The media destroyed the Ebano name across every headline.

The empire that once controlled cities collapsed within days.

And people celebrated its downfall.

A week later…

Evelyn sat alone inside a prison visiting room.

Her elegant appearance had vanished completely.

She looked smaller now.

Human.

David entered quietly and sat across from her.

For several moments, neither spoke.

Finally Evelyn whispered:

“Do you still hate me?”

David looked at the woman who raised him.

The woman who lied to him.

Protected him.

Destroyed him.

And loved him in the worst possible way.

“I don’t know,” he answered honestly.

Evelyn cried silently.

“I only wanted to save you from this family.”

David’s voice became soft.

“We all needed saving.”

Before leaving, he stopped at the doorway.

Then looked back one final time.

“You should’ve told me the truth.”

And for the first time in years—

Evelyn had no lies left to give.

Months later…

The Ebano company headquarters reopened under new leadership.

Amara focused on rebuilding legally and honestly.

Nia exposed secret records publicly and created funds for families harmed by the company years earlier.

For the first time, the Ebano name stood for accountability instead of fear.

David prepared to leave Lagos permanently.

At the airport, Gabriel approached him quietly.

“You don’t have to disappear.”

David smiled faintly.

“I need to find out who I am without this family.”

Gabriel nodded slowly.

Then, after years apart, father and son finally embraced.

Not as strangers.

But as family.

Final Scene

The ocean waves crashed softly against the cliffs beside the old Ebano estate.

The mansion was gone.

Only ashes and broken stone remained.

Nia carried the old Ebano nameplate in her hands.

Amara stood beside her watching the sunset.

“Do you think Grandfather regrets everything?” Nia asked quietly.

Amara thought for a moment.

Then answered softly:

“People like Solomon spend their lives building kingdoms.”

She looked toward the ruins.

“But they forget kingdoms can become prisons.”

Nia placed the Ebano nameplate into a wooden box.

Together, they walked away from the ruins without looking back.

Behind them, the gates slowly closed forever.

And the story of the Ebano empire finally came to an end.