The Dark Awakening of Sahie: A Journey into the Shadows of Alvand

The Desolate Plain (Prologue of Chapter 1: The Encounter with the Golden Serpent)

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Sahi’s footsteps echoed eerily across the desolate plain, a cold wind biting at his skin as he ventured deeper into the heart of the mysterious land. The sky above was a void, the black clouds swirling with an unnatural force, concealing the stars and casting the entire field into a shadowy haze. The earth beneath his boots felt hard, unyielding, as if the land itself had died long ago. The only light came from scattered golden relics that shimmered faintly on the ground, their surfaces cold and alluring, whispering promises of forgotten power.

As Sahi advanced, a chilling howl of wind rustled through the withered trees, their skeletal branches twisting into grotesque shapes. His heart raced, but he pressed forward, his grip tightening around the hilt of his sword. He could feel the weight of unseen eyes watching him from the depths of the dark, and the air felt thick with a presence—something ancient, malevolent.

Suddenly, a hissing sound broke the silence, sharp and piercing. From the gloom ahead, a massive golden serpent rose, its scales gleaming like molten gold. Its eyes burned with a wicked light, and as it slithered closer, Sahi could hear its voice, a low and hypnotic whisper that seemed to reverberate in the very air around him.

“Sahi… Why do you resist your destiny? All that you seek lies before you, within your grasp. Touch it, take it, and all will be yours,” the serpent coiled, its voice laced with a dark promise, a temptation so intense it made his breath catch.

As Sahi stood frozen, the serpent’s gaze locked onto his soul, and for a brief moment, he felt the pull of its offer—the allure of power, of wealth, of unimaginable strength. But deep within, a flicker of resistance sparked. He knew that to fall for such temptations would lead him down a path of no return.