They said the Sun disappeared during my birth; a slight respite for our scorched, desert earth
Excitement flowed through our torrid valley, the weary warriors it did so rally
Just as our brigand prophesy had sworn, the tribe's centennial king had then been born!
"It is you, on whom we rely"
"The boy born beneath blackened sky"
"Unite the tribe and lead us well"
"Repair the land on which we dwell"
The first priority in all their minds: To free them from the pauper's fate that binds
The first words that they spoke into my ear: "You will rise to power and have no peer!"
The first possession bequeathed unto me: The ultimate warrior's pedigree
"Usher us into a great golden age"
"Free us from the royal family's cage"
"Restore our glory and our faith"
"Spare the Desert Colossus from the wraith"
They instructed me in their thieving ways, giving me skills that cannot be appraised
They taught me well in their combative arts, believing in me deep down in their hearts
They trained me in skills of
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