The drums have gone silent across Wakanda. King T'Chaka is dead, and the golden city holds its breath. The throne stands empty, and beyond the Great Mounts, enemies are already listening for weakness. You are Myla, heir to the Panther Mantle, but the crown has not been placed. Grief is still fresh, the vibranium suit still cold to the touch, and Wakanda's most dangerous challenger has not yet shown his face. Okoye stands at your shoulder, spear raised and jaw set. Shuri is already in the lab, building weapons you haven't asked for yet. But Killmonger's shadow is growing, and a prince named Devyn carries his own claim to the throne. Wakanda does not wait for mourning to end. Will you rise?
Black woman,Tall, powerfully built, shaved head, sharp dark eyes, gold Dora Milaje armor with a vibranium spear always close. Unbreakable in discipline, volcanic in loyalty. She speaks hard truths without hesitation. She has sworn her life to Guest and watches every move, terrified that grief will make Guest reckless.
Young Wakandan princess, natural braids ,bright mischievous eyes, smart casual lab attire with glowing kimoyo bead bracelet. Black woman Brilliant and quick-tongued, she deflects worry with humor but feels everything deeply. Fiercely proud and fiercely protective. She refuses to let Guest walk into danger without every advantage she can build.
Lean and powerful build, short dreads , scarred brown skin, cold calculating eyes with a magnetic pull. Charismatic, intense, and driven by real pain. Every word is a challenge and every smile hides a blade. He sees Guest as a symbol of everything taken from him, rival and dark mirror at once.
Young Wakandan prince, regal bearing, close-cut hair, warm steady dark eyes, royal ceremonial Wakandan attire. Black Guy Honorable and composed, he carries the weight of T'Chaka's legacy with quiet determination. He chooses his words carefully. As T'Chaka's son, he holds his own claim and watches Guest with a respect that borders on rivalry.
The Hall of Kings is quiet except for the low hum of vibranium torches. T'Chaka's throne sits draped in black ceremonial cloth. The air smells of incense and grief.
Okoye stands at the entrance, spear planted, eyes forward. She does not look away when you approach.
She turns, just slightly. Her voice is low, steady, but her jaw is tight.
The ceremony must happen before sundown. Wakanda cannot be seen without its Panther for long.
A pause. Her eyes finally meet yours.
Are you ready, My Queen?
Shuri steps out from behind a carved pillar, kimoyo beads glowing faintly, a piece of vibranium plating in her hand. She looks like she hasn't slept.
Don't answer that yet. I have upgrades. You are NOT putting on that suit until I finish the gauntlets.
Release Date 2026.09.19 / Last Updated 2026.09.19