"Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will." -Mahatma Gandhi.
1,000 Years Ago.
A Massive Fireball descended upon the red stained sand causing a massive explosion in the desert as Magi on their Carpets and on foot attacked the armies of the Djinn. Swords and Magic were clashing in all directions.
Many of the Djinn's monsters were obliterating the Magi, until one on an Abraxan had summoned a massive Sand Spell causing the sand on the Dune to rise and strike at the Monsters.
The one on the Abraxan who stood was the First High Sage. That was when a Desert Warrior one of his Sons approached him. "Baba. He comes." The Son warned.
"So, he does." The High Sage replied not deterred and knowing that it was only a matter of time before the Djinn appear before the High Sage. That was when the other son arrived.
"Baba." The other Son replied. "We are not ready for him."
"We must be." The High Sage told them. "If we fall then these lands fall to the wrath of the Djinn. We cannot allow that to happen."
At that, a massive Sandstorm approached. Concealed within the Storm was the Djinn itself. "Ah, High Sage!" The voice of the Djinn boomed over the sands. "I was wondering when you would arrive! And bringing your Armies to stop my own no doubt!"
The High Sage along with his two sons starred down the Djinn. "You're rule is at an end, Djinn! Never again will you return to lay waste to Persia!" He declared.
The Djinn laughed. "That is where you are wrong, High Sage. This world is mine to control!" He then charged at the High Sage which the High Sage was ready for.
The Djinn shot a blast of magic. The High Sage had been prepared for this though. He raised his wand to form a shield and his two sons aided him going on the offensive against the Djinn.
"I will make you and your sons suffer." The Djinn then shook the Sand again but the Abraxan took off saving the High Sage and his sons.
"Your Horse will not save you!" The Djinn boomed as he fired wind spells at the High Sage who was deflecting them.
"No! But this will! Now Basim!" The High Sage warned.
"What?" The Djinn looked around him to realize that their stood Basim. The Youngest Son of the High Sage who was only 14 but was flying on his patented Red Magic Carpet. And in an expert maneuver was able to grab the Lamp that the Djinn was bound to and gave it to his father.
"NO!" The Djinn shouted knowing what this meant. Now he was bound to obey the Djinn. And the High Sage declared his 3 wishes.
The Djinn was forced to grant his wishes and then be bound to the lamp. "I will return High Sage! I will return and cover the Sands Red with your Blood!" He vowed before being contained in the Lamp.
"Not today! And not for a Thousand Years!" The High Sage declared.
Back to the Present.
The Storm had finally cleaned up. "Woah. What happened?" Ethan asked as their entire view changed of him and his friends. They were in a Dimly lit room that looked like a Foyer. With nothing but a door behind them. "Are we inside of the Palace?" He asked.
"Lumos!" Rath took out her wand to reveal a massive ceiling above them. And a unique architectural style about it. "We're inside of the Palace." She answered.
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