In a distant land that one would place in present-day East Africa, with majestic and contrasting horizons – ranging from the aridity of the Sahara Desert to the lush humidity of the much-coveted Amazonian forest – animals and humans lived in harmony. A land where nature was neither despised nor forgotten.

  This kingdom is called Khaayradka. Its ruler, who reigns with an iron fist, is none other than Boqor Ismaili, a descendant of Hakim, who was himself a Boqor in his time.

  This dynasty has endured for nearly three centuries, with its ups and downs. Under the reign of his father, Boqor Hakim, life was somewhat light-hearted; the kingdom thrived to the rhythm of children playing, merchants shouting to lure customers, and wise elders seated before their dwellings, remaking the world with a cup of tea in hand. Each person moved forward, dreams in their minds, and hope for a future ever more glorious.

  This kingdom was known throughout the continent as the land of the Free, the Eldorado for any individual in search of knowledge, a land of justice and peace.

  After 50 years of reign, Boqor Hakim died of old age, leaving behind a grieving but grateful people for his legacy. Naturally, as in many kingdoms, the eldest son, Ismaili, was crowned shortly after his death. All of Khaayradka saw in this young king of barely 30 years the continuation of the previous reign.

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  All those hopes were swept away in an instant, like a sweet dream interrupted by the break of dawn. The transition, if it even took place, was brutal. The people, accustomed to their freedom and collective harmony, were introduced to entirely new notions: corruption, violence, hierarchy between the rich and the poor, the powerful and the weak, and all the other human ailments, each as destructive as the other.

  The world envisioned by Boqor Ismaili was far from the aspirations of his people. Convinced of his invincibility, during the twenty years that followed, the Boqor held his people in fear, and with promises of power addressed to all those who deemed their personal ambition more valuable than the common good.

  But what many ignore – or pretend to forget – is that many emperors and sultans, once considered indestructible, saw their reigns end as suddenly as they had risen. For no empire is promised a tomorrow.

  Will Boqor Ismaili be assured of longevity? Will Khaayradka be swallowed by its own excesses? One thing is certain: the future of the kingdom appears riddled with obstacles.