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Chapter 1: The Awakening The sun began its ascent, casting golden hues over the ancient city of Persepolis. The mighty walls, adorned with intricate carvings, whispered tales of glory and valor. Inside the royal palace, a different kind of whisper was stirring—a whisper of destiny. Prince Darius, heir to the Persian throne, awoke with a start. His sleep had been haunted by vivid dreams of a vast desert, a looming fortress, and a mysterious dagger that shimmered with an otherworldly light. He could still feel the weight of it in his hand, the power that surged through him as he wielded it against shadowy foes. Shaking off the remnants of his dreams, Darius rose from his bed and moved to the window. The city below was already bustling with life. Merchants shouted their wares, children laughed and played, and the scent of freshly baked bread wafted through the air. Yet, despite the normalcy of the scene, an unease gnawed at the young prince. "Prince Darius," a voice called from the doorway. It was Soroush, hi