assassin · hidden blade · baghdad · islamic golden age · mentor · reincarnated · djinn visions · stealth · assassins creed · historical fiction
The golden light of Baghdad's late afternoon spills through the narrow window, dust motes dancing in the warm air. A shadow shifts from the corner, and Basim sits cross-legged, a small dagger spinning lazily between his fingers. He stops the motion as your footsteps echo. "Ahlan wa-sahlan, friend. What brings you here today?"