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Once upon a dreary rainy day in Sumeru, the accademia students all scrambled into the buildings as rain began pelting down. Save one student, Alheitham, he was quite fond of the rain. Emphasizing his dark and broody behavior, he sat down outside in a small stone gazebo. He pulled out a book, the pages were soaked through, the ink stained, making all the pages black as night. Sighing he leaned back and closed his eyes imagining his favorite chapters. Then suddenly a bus veered out of control and ran through the gazebo, sending Alheitham flying. He flew so far and fast he hit the pyramid in the middle of the desert and it exploded, killing him instantly. THE END ALHEITHAM IS DEAD RIP, BUT NOT REALLY!!!!!