EFKA- Born With Supernatural Powers

He was a village boy who had a unique gift brought to him by a power beyond his comprehension. He called it the overwhelming presence because the supernaturally weird creature never revealed his name to him despite several attempts of trying to persuade him to do so. On this particular first attempt, he found himself being lead through a narrow path in the evergreen forest. For once, he thought he was leaving to find a place of peace, quiet, comfort and was happy to follow to that space of no troubles. The nymphos which led him seemed to understand each other, but on his part, he could hardly grasp what they said. He knew for sure that they communicated and it was as though they spoke differently when they wanted him to be on the same page. They were close to the gates. From a stretched look, he could see that the gates had huge barriers and was bolted with a lock.  When they got to the gates, the nymphos crawled to it, opened it, let him out, locked the gates, and hurried back to the path they had walked through. He wondered why, but could not determine. Now that the gates were locked, there was only one thing he could do and that was to turn around and continue to the other side. At first, he thought all was normal until he turned around and realised that he was standing next to a moving pool of puddle. He wasn’t too sure what to think. Then he lifted his right foot to take the first step only to realise that it was not just a muddy puddle, but one filled with long wriggly worms which were eating each other. Did he make the wrong decision of taking the first step? All the worms were wriggling towards him at an incredible pace. Petrified with sweat running down his cheek as to what their instant reaction would be, he closed his eyes, a little drop of wee warmed his thighs as he immediately thought that was his end. Having said his last words and cursed the day of his birth, why he was allowed to undergo such misery and drudgery in the midst of his kind, and now hungry worms, he firmly believed that would be his end. “Oh Matoufou, hear me and save me if you can from the wrath of these wilds.” The stillness of the environment chilled him to his bones. With his eyes still closed, he wondered why the beasty worms weren’t crawling towards him, making such noise as to scare any living creature away. Then, he slowly opened his right eye while the left was firmly closed. Behold, there was a mobile bright light rushing down the river Darenth. It was so bright that it must have blinded the worms or something. They stood on all their tails with heads upright, but looking all humbled. The worms seemed to give way to a more important worm, but no. It wasn’t any worm of great calibre. It was a mobile bright light that they themselves were utterly clueless of. The light came directly to him and wrapped him up like a new born baby and while in the waves of the light, he felt calm, safe, and undisturbed. He felt at ease with the sophistication of that moment that when he thought it was time to ask who or what this light was, it left him on the other side of the forest-where there were pretty flowers, refreshed air and everyone looked like him. He noticed he was next to the primus flower and the only thing that stuck to his brains were, “EFKA is light”.  

As he rubbed his hands across his eyes to ensure that he was not dreaming, he got up and all eyes stared at him as if to say there was something inherently wrong with who he was. It was the light that attracted many, but they couldn’t dare approach it, because it was brighter than they could ever dream of. EFKA had taken some control of his heart and brains, but had the liberty to come and go without question. Nahou knew there was something different about him, something that was present in him that was absent in many of those he came across. It was the presence of a power. He could imagine that power, but could not perceive it and whenever he thought of the power it felt as though it was present and that he was supreme above all. The presence of EFKA in him, constructed a sort of mystery-an overwhelming presence which enabled him to see though several eyeballs, and to speak with many mouths, but was only able to process all that he saw, heard, and fell through one brain.

 

EFKA has control over the minds of everyone else stretching from the seas to the sands, control over dawn and dusk. That power was present in the boy because there was a void in him. For everyone, but him was a chaser of rubies. The Optimist for that was the power’s name. The Optimist could only dwell in a soul that had very little touch with rubies and cowries. Rubies and cowries were the main means that enabled people to transact. Without rubies, without cowries, it was impossible to live. The likes of Nahou depended much on their parents. Ninong was the outcast of the town. It was the mere benevolence of human sacrifice and the intervention of the spirits to ensure that the likes of Ninong had food. He was often left to himself to wonder off due to societal interpretation of his inability to make sense of the world. Society had abandoned the likes of Ninong who scanned the filth of the city, the trash from peoples’ homes and bins scavenging for food. Ninong did not have to go far off to look for his food, and despite feeding in all the filth and for all the years, he never took ill, never needed the services of the hospital. And day in, day out, those who bothered about providing for the people passed him by and looked at him with disgust. They questioned why he never changed clothes, why his hair was constantly unkempt, why his family members had given up hope on him. The condition in which he was exposed was considered precarious for those with normal lives. It was a situation that they would never dare to imitate not even for a nanosecond. Every day, the Boss passed by, waving at others from a distance and never stopped to take a close perspective at the lives of the people that were left in his control. Nahou wanted to understand the mind of the Boss to understand why non-chalant he was towards the predicaments of Ninong. Why Ninong was always in chains where as they were murderers around the Terra city, who were free.

 

Nahou’s thought triggered EFKA’s presence because EFKA is light, its duty is to illuminate-to give clarity to issues which appeared nuanced. EFKA always walked next to Nahou, but he had transferred part of himself into Nahou’s being through the encounter with the creepy wriggly worms and anything that Nahou thought, the light in Nahou would immediately disseminate the knowledge to EFKA. That’s the reason Nahou appeared to glow to every on-looker. Although one of his light organs were present in Nahou, EFKA had a physical presence close to Nahou, but was only visible to Nahou. His features were oddly extraordinary-he was a floating creature round like the shape of a balloon, but with many eyeballs, mouths, noses and feet. His tiny pencil-like feet connected directly to his head and made it easy to invisibly float around as a different creature to humans and animals. The issue wasn’t EFKA’s structure. It was the degree of power it commanded around Nahou. There was something strangely and inexplicably domineering around Nahou that everyone could feel, but yet none could find the right words. Everyone just shrugged their shoulders and continued with their quotidian activities.