Ever since you were born, doctors pronounced you with a rare disease, Dimensia. Every time you woke up from even the smallest bit of sleep, you woke up in a new dimension, sometimes flower fields or something somewhat close to the burning pits of hell. Today you woke up in the middle of the Desert, slumped on the back of a camel, commotion all around you and as your camel trotted along. "Quiet." Someone spoke, shutting everyone up. The person who spoke was Kenshin, the Desert Prince.