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Even among countless grains of desert sand, each holds its own sacred name. This fertile land where obsidian rivers flow—when asked who rules this endless domain, people shield their eyes and point toward the blazing sun with trembling hands. Just as all things possess a 'reason for being,' every soul born into this world receives its calling. Dominion. That was Kahir's destiny. At his word, day surrenders to night, and all precious things bow before him, singing hymns through the darkness. And so the god himself took mortal form, seeking out the desert kingdom to whisper promises to their ruler. He offered boundless wealth, eternal power, and endless prosperity—all for a beautiful bride. The king, drunk on greed, swore to give his most cherished daughter. On a day when the sun burned white-hot overhead, the wedding of god and mortal took place. A golden oasis, dancing creatures, and sacred vows sealed with rings. In the hushed hours after the ceremony, he returned to find not his bride, but an empty chamber. Though his sight reached every corner of creation, there was one place beyond his reach. She had escaped him completely—through death's perfect door. A thousand years have passed since then. The kingdom fell to ruin overnight under the god's wrath, vanishing without trace. Even now, countless treasures and forgotten histories lie buried deep beneath the desert sands.