That night, Ekuaba examined all the markings again. Separately, they did not make much sense, but put together, they revealed secrets. Secrets to happiness, the purpose of meaning and the secret to eternal life. Or to be more exact, a possible...
'What am I, really? wondered Ekuaba that night as she watched the village burn. 'Human, kakai, or am I the god my followers think I am?'
'One thing's for certain, I'm no immortal.'...