Prologue: Arabian Night

In the sands of Egypt, a man rode a camel to the city of Agrabah.

Oh I come from a land.

From a faraway place,

Where the caravan camels roam.

Where it's flat and immense,

And the heat is intense.

It's barbaric, but hey, it's home.

When the winds from the east,

And the suns from the west,

And the sand in the glass is right,

Come on down. Stop on by.

Hop a carpet and fly

to another Arabian night!

The man then arrived at the great city and made his way to the palace.

Arabian nights!

Like Arabian days!

More often than not,

Are hotter than hot!

In a lot of good ways!

Arabian nights!

Meet Arabian moons!

A fool of his guard,

Could fall and fall hard,

Out there on the dunes.

The man then got off his camel and talked to us. He had green eyes, and he was dressed in a black jacket. He also had long pick hair.

"Ah, shalom and good evening worthy friends. My name is Marluxia." Marluxia said. "Please come closer." We walked up and he held up his hands. "That's a little too close. Back up a little." We did so, and he smiled.

"There now. Welcome to Agrabah. A city of mystery and enchantment." He then undid his bundle to reveal several knick-knacks. "And the finest merchandise this side of the Red Sea. See anything you like?"

All that was there was an old lamp, an empty box, and other useless things. We walked away when Marluxia walked in front of us.

"Wait, I see you are only interested in the exceptionally rare. Then I think you'll be most rewarded to consider this." From his robes, Marluxia pulled out a golden lamp. "Do not be fooled by its common place appearance. Like so many things, it's not what's on the outside, but what's inside that counts." When we began to move away, he walked in front of us again. "This is no ordinary lamp. It once changed the course of a young man's life. A young man who, like this lamp, was more than he seemed. A diamond in the rough. Maybe you'd like to hear the tale." We nodded, and Marluxia took out shining sand from the lamp and tossed it into the air, where it stayed to our surprise.

"It begins on a dark night." Marluxia began. His voice grew softer with every sentence. "Where a dark man waits with a dark purpose."

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