*The Return of iyan
After fulfilling her mission, iyan went to her town, Amoni, and iyango, ascended back to the moon, their love now eternal—echoing through generations yet to come.
Iyan returned to the village, stopping first at her humble home. As she stepped into the village, she was met with overwhelming celebration. A once-forgotten orphan had become the hero of legends. People rejoiced, some slaughtering animals in her honor. Songs were sung. Families danced. The atmosphere was filled with joy and awe.
She emerged from her home, and the villagers bowed before her. Iyan stood stunned. "How did they know?" she wondered.
Then she saw the witch—the same one who led to the journey.
"I knew it," the witch said aloud to "Before she was even born, I knew she would be the one to fight it
Iyan love was powerful enough to shake our world—that's why I feared her She did what not even I could do."
"I watched you," the priest said to iyan. "From the moment you stepped into the forest, I knew every part of your path. And yet, you overcame it all. You are welcome, iyan
The king stepped forward and offered iyan food and water. She accepted it humbly, her eyes glistening with quiet joy.
"For thousands of years," the king said, "we have lost many soldiers trying to restore love between the dead and the living. But you—a seventeen-year-old girl—achieved what even the greatest warriors could not."
And with that, the village rejoiced again, this time with deeper gratitude. Iyan had not only reunited the love of iyango and Amoni—she had restored hope to a land once forgotten by light.