CHAPTER-1(THE QUEST BEGINS)

My arrival to this world was an outcome of a very unusual turn of events,i was busy in the holy order chambers when the king had sent for me asking for my presence i a very important meeting from the persian sultan whose kingdom had decided to forge an alliance with the heavenly kingdom against the threat of the asura(demons)....whose only task was to tame humanity to slavery but the holy order was he only organization against  their desired objective but other kingdoms had joined forces under the asura and their dark lord aslam.......i decided to take part in this  conference and thus it began with the council of elders deciding to send a small unit of troops to stop aslam and his ilk.Thus this unit would consist of various warriors...each with their unique skills
abilities...their only objective would be to either return victorious or fall where they stand,failure was not an option.The council asked me to lead his unit called suryavanshi or descendents of the light.I hesitated at first but decided to go along with them,we would also be accompanied by princess jasmine
then as it was decided the journey began...the priests were called forth and hence they enchanted sacred mantras and spells thus invoking the gates of  the netherealm where we would face aslam and with a gush of the uprising sand we were transported to an ancient land of such unforetold mystic beauty that we thought we had reached jannat or heaven.....tis was then when one of my men handed me a scroll that contained further instructions regarding our quest...it read
"The path sought by millions is the one that leads to heaven or to hell but one must walk in the light of god to realise his true destiny"

CHAPTER-2(THE MYSTIC SANDS)
We thus walked on and on in the scorching heat which showed us no mercy...our heavy feet trudged through the golden sands...till all too soon the harsh sun had transformed into the embalming moon bathing the landscape with its silver rays and then we had by luck come across a grand palace...is was the house of an oil merchant named hakim....who was he jasmine's uncle

thus we entered the gates only to be stunned by the wonders we saw....hakim took us through the gates and into the royal hall,where food and wine awaited us and as we feasted our scorched eyes were delighted by the music and the beautiful belly dancers

who swayed to the enchanting music.Hakim on the other hand saw to it that everything was carried out to utmost perfection and asked us the reason for our visit...to which i revealed our

true motives which were to destroy the demon kingdom and rid the world of the asura and their master...to which hakim seemed a little shocked and then at once his face twisted with anger and the very earth upon which we stood went ablaze with fire with he scorn of a thousand ages and hakim it seemed was no longer the hakim we knew but something else......nothing but a minion of the one we had come to destroy and he didn't want to loose his powers and so he revealed his true form...a shape shifting demon and then he merged himself with a new victim(princess jasmine).I drew my sword and stood ready ..while the other holy enforcers stood their ground . She had melted away...flesh and bone alike,consumed to even her last memory by the dark being and he now knew everything.......

Then with a sudden terrible roar,hakim vanished and the entire palace began to collapse as if being devoured by the sands,we had to get ourselves to safety before we could do something about this terrible misfortune which had befallen us but all in we knew that we could not go back for reinforcements as the king would behead us for having lost his daughter to the darkness forever,we knew that we were alone.I grabbed onto one of the silk curtains and climbed onto the dewan(a place to sit,like a throne) and used it to jump to one f the windows and shatter he glass just in time to climb out,the castle was being consumed b the desert itself i saved many of my fellow paladin's but the remaining for killed in front of my very eyes,their flesh ripped from them by the sands,such devastation was not for one to witness for sake of one's own health.Thus we were back trudging through the barren lands,with no food nor water...just hope that a miracle might happen but it didn't w collapsed onto the ground and it seemed many  breathed their last.I thought it was all over for me but i managed to cling on and i dozed off into deep slumber due to exhaustion,when i awoke....i could here the sweet tone of folk songs being sung and children laughing as if they were god's very own words filling my ears and healing me but no i was not dead,i was rescued by pilgrims in this ancient land who had taken me to an oasis,i awoke to caring faces who only hoped i was the one to end their sorrow,to free them from the shackles of aslam.I spent a few weeks in the village healing and restoring my confidence....flooded with thoughts of the immense chaos to come,one fine day by chance of fate however i came upon aan ancient scroll which told me of a temple to the  god Osiris,which i thought could lend me a clue to defeating aslam and so the very next morning i got my things packed,dressed in my fully mended armor,i hoped on a camel and journeyed forth towards the temple as i humbly waved to the ones who offered me shelter.It had been days since my tiresome journey began but who would know that i was going to loose my entire platoon and top of all the lady i love.........princess jasmine...........forever.

CHAPTER-3(THE WEAPON OF THE GODS)
 As i wiped the sweat of my brow and the salty stiff breeze took us by surprise,blossoming into a sandstorm of an epic proportion,as a plague purging this land of all that is sacred,i urged my camel to ride forth as i protected us from the storm by the usage of a divine shield spell,creating and invulnerable dome of pure light.Thus we reached our destination the temple of Osiris which from the looks of it seemed to be desolate,but soon enough as i entered the temple i felt a sharp pain pierce through my right leg and in front of me seemed a warrior dressed in ottoman armor with fists clenched and approaching me fast...his name hassan and he was a guardian of the osiris temple