[Jasmine] A world consumed in desert.

Her name was on the tip of your tongue. ... ah, yes, Jasmine. The dark haired beauty from Agrabah. She sought after more than just the walls of her extravagant palace. Hence, she met a man named Aladdin that lead her against the corruption of Jafar. You were more than aware of this man, as he was one of the foolish who thought darkness was a **** **** who would bid any to it's whim. No, there were only few worthy of this selection, and you were one of them.

Raising your hand, a cloud of darkness swept from the floor. In unison to your raising arm, the cold smoke like essence grew into a door way. And there, you would leave this realm you had grown accustom to since the beginning. You would be one of the few that stepped forth into a world with complete control of the darkness. You cared not if any were ready, but only for the woman who stood before you with the blasphemous intent to cripple the dark.

You step forward, feeling the calming presence of the abyss as you drew closer.