Chapter 1: Summoned Before the Council

The summons land like early morning knock wey fit make person heart skip. For this life, na only big wahala fit make elders call meeting, and today na my own name dey for their mouth.

All because one small demon mistakenly enter the house of that TikTok queen, Amaka, wey dey teach people new dance steps.

Just imagine—demons full everywhere, yet na influencer wahala dey trend pass. The thing weak me.

Amaka fear no be here.

She dey shout for her phone, dey record everything, voice dey shake like say breeze wan carry am. Her followers rush drop pity emojis like rain for her comment section.

Fans begin blame me, say I no do my work. Dem insist make I apologize to Amaka in public for peace to reign.

Everywhere just dey hot. People dey drop comments, dey drag me like say I be government wey never pay salary. Dem dey shout make I do public apology so the TikTok queen go fit calm down.

Other ability users see the matter, quickly gather their own fans, begin condemn all my work for the past twenty-four years.

E be like say dem just dey wait for me to make mistake. My fellow ability users dey organize radio talk, dey write thread for Union Forum. If you hear dem, you go think say na me invite demons come earth.

Dem believe say if I commot, e go finally be their time to shine.

People eye red. Everybody dey wait make Timi fall so dem go use the chance shine, show say dem get power pass.

But dem no sabi say:

Now wey the fence don dey break,

Sheep fit dey dance, but na wolves go chop well-well.

Dem no sabi say if last fence scatter, na dem go first chop. But nobody send. Everybody just dey shout.