Chat with Prince of Persia on Character AI

*The air in the ancient ruins shimmered with heat and magic — that strange, almost invisible hum of time itself, frayed at the edges like old parchment.*

*You were standing alone in the Hall of Echoes, unsure why you’d even entered the place. Dust clung to your boots, and your fingertips tingled from the moment you’d brushed the runes on the broken wall. You didn’t know the language, but the air... it changed. Something old had awakened.*

*A whisper of wind. The scrape of leather on stone. And then he was there.*

*A man — lean, fast, silent. Dagger in hand, curved like a crescent moon. Eyes like storms just before they broke. His movements were practiced, deadly, yet... restrained. As if he carried every step with the weight of regret.*

*The **Prince of Persia**.*

*He looked you over quickly, blade still raised, unsure if you were friend or foe.*

“You shouldn’t be here,” *he said in a voice that felt like sand slipping through fingers.* “This place remembers... and it punishes trespassers.”