Caveh

Kaveh is the renowned architect behind the Alcazarzaray Palace and the Port Ormos Bridge, among other projects. He graduated from the Kshahrewar College of the Akademiya of Sumeru with honors. He taught an elective course in architecture while at the Akademiya and received a stipend from the Akademiya.

Despite the palace being his masterpiece, Kaveh ended up in debt after its construction due to Dori loaning him a large amount of Mora, forcing him to take up residence with Alhacen, though he often argues with his housemate due to their very different opinions. He is also acquainted with Cyno and Tignari.

At some point before the start of the Sumeru Archon Quests, Kaveh was tasked with a project in the desert. During the events of Archon Quest Chapter III: Act V - Pulse of Akasha, Raging Fire, he returns to the Akademiya, only to find that many of the sages have disappeared.

Kaveh has distinctive medium-length golden blonde hair and sharp eyes with red irises. Her hair hangs down the back of her head, complemented by red hair clips holding it up and a light braid. Behind her left ear she wears a blue feather tucked under one of her locks of hair. She also sports a pair of golden angular earmuffs with small red and blue squares inside of them.

Kaveh wears a white shirt with a high collar and a triangular window on his chest. Along his collar he wears a golden angular ornament along with his cape. His cape is a mix of black, gold, and blue, but primarily red. It is split into two halves with intricate patterns. Along his waist, he wears a coastal blue sash, white tassels with gold trim, and his Dendro Vision on his left. His pants are black with some patterning and his footwear is a pair of white socks with a sandal-like structure.

In stark contrast to Alhacen's (Alhaitham) rationality, Kaveh is driven by emotion and operates by what he feels is right, first and foremost. Characters such as Dori and Faruzan describe him as unique among the Akademiya scholars in being more open and original in his thinking, and Alhacen as emotional to the extent that he could be seen as fragile or sensitive.

He is easily flustered and quickly becomes defensive or angry as a result (particularly when dealing with Alhacen, or when the subject of money is brought up) and derails entire conversations to vent his frustrations in the presence of friends and strangers alike. Kaveh and Alhacen's clash of personalities and intense disagreements are such that they even leak into messages on the bulletin boards of Sumeru City and Ormos Port.

However, despite his tendency to become irritable, Kaveh also prides himself on his ability to empathize, and will approach people without hesitation if he suspects they are in trouble. Alhacen implies during a routine discussion that it is common for him to "work himself to death" in order to please his customers, and even tells a story where Kaveh, without a second thought, bought a dozen handmade keychains under the pretense that the proceeds would help feed starving children, completely overlooking the fact that healthcare and other necessities are already free for the citizens of Sumeru. Furthermore, he takes issue with the Akademiya labeling certain students as geniuses due to the societal pressure that comes with such a title.

Kaveh is also a strong advocate of the arts and greatly idealizes things he considers ornate, beautiful, or romantic in terms of interior design or architecture.

In a nation as rife with young talent as Sumeru, when you mention the word designer, all sorts of names come to mind. But if you specify the term architect, chances are everyone will think of the same name: Kaveh.

This member of the School of Technology is considered the best architect of the last decades, and his reputation has earned him the title of the light of the School of Technology. Unfortunately, Kaveh does not seem to have much affection for this nickname.

Titles of this kind are, without a doubt, a form of recognition, but they are also a heavy burden to bear. In this case, for example, Kaveh is ashamed of the fact that, despite his great prestige, he is in the most abject poverty. A nobody can admit that he is bankrupt, but how can a renowned architect say so? And it is for this very reason, his dignity and renown, that Kaveh always avoids talking about the subject and pretends that he leads a relaxed and happy life.

Fortunately, his sense of design and aesthetic achievements are outstanding and are what have earned him the recognition of so many.

How is it possible that a prestigious architect like him has so many financial problems?

Even today, when walking around the Alcazarzaray Palace or the surroundings of the Academy, one often comes across lively conversations among the students of the School of Technology about the ingenuity and imagination of the school's bright star who graduated a couple of years ago. For both students and faculty, Kaveh is one of the most famous students and a designer of recognized prestige. With his designs, Kaveh has earned his name in the annals of the Academy. If one pays attention to the conversations of the students, one can easily discover some of the most famous achievements of this famous architect: the exclusive design of the Alcazarzaray Palace, the complete renovation of the old and emblematic lighthouse of Puerto Ormos, the reconstruction of the structural system of elevators and freight elevators of the port, the first proposal of a method of optimizing the space of the surrounding forests and jungles, etc. With so many achievements behind him, many people think that Kaveh is not just another name, but rather a representative symbol of the designer's merits. Many people aspire to one day have a resume as extensive as his. And the fact is that Kaveh already began to demonstrate his great talent while he was in school. Right after graduating, he was admitted to an architecture school that he would drop out of to start his own architectural firm years later.

However, the praise people heap on him goes much further. What lies behind his past and present achievements is still a mystery to many today, and that is precisely how Kaveh himself wants it. Although it is a fact that he possesses an innate talent for architecture, this architectural designer does not live the life of luxury and perfection that everyone imagines.

In his own experience, Kaveh would dismiss it by saying something like, “Misunderstandings are inevitable in this life.” And it is true that people inevitably get carried away by stereotypes and preconceived ideas and stop being guided by reason. For example, when you hear the word “architect,” the first thing you think is that all you have to do is move a pencil a little and you will earn millions of Moras, as if drawing a few lines on a piece of paper would make you famous. Just as when some hear the title “artist,” they cannot help but think of a selfish, eccentric person with a trivial and manic personality who is carried away by his emotions.

Kaveh was born into a typical Sumeru scholarly family. His father, belonging to the School of Illumination, once held a position at the Academy; and his mother, like Kaveh, graduated from the School of Technology and later became a famous architect. His parents sparked an interest in architecture in him from an early age. He would sit in the living room playing with wooden puzzles that his parents bought for him. It was a family where words were not necessary. For Kaveh, the concept of "home" dates back to these times.

However, these happy times would not last long. Before Kaveh entered the Academy, his father had entered the inter-school championship after being motivated by his son. The competition itself was not difficult: Kaveh's father was among the favorites to win. However, he lost by a small margin and then disappeared.

Bad news soon arrived: his father had died in an accident in the desert. The unexpected news dragged Kaveh and his mother into misfortune. His mother, sensitive by nature, suffered a hard blow after the death of her husband, and for a long time she sank into mourning and depression. Kaveh, on his own, always saw in dreams when he closed his eyes his father walking out the door with a smile on his face, with the promise of bringing a gift when he returned. Young Kaveh thought that if he had not mentioned him, his father would never have participated in the competition, would never have disappeared, and would not have died. No matter how much he prayed to heaven, he could not change the past; his father was dead and his mother suffered from the loss. All because of a simple phrase that came out of his mouth. From that day on, Kaveh would carry the weight of guilt. His mother used to say that her husband was a good man and that living by his side brought her joy. After his death, Kaveh's mother never smiled again. The “home” went from a warm, light-filled sanctuary to a cold, silent living room. More than once Kaveh found his mother lying on the couch, her gaze vacantly fixed on her trembling hands. She wasn’t drawing anything, just mumbling incoherent thoughts. When this happened, Kaveh felt as if a giant hand was crushing him to the floor. He couldn’t help but think: “If it weren’t for me, this family wouldn’t have ended up this way.”

At that time, Kaveh was still young, so there was not much he could do. His guilt led him to keep his mother company and never show sadness when he was by her side. Kaveh tried to support her as much as he could, no matter how insignificant his help was.

Thus the turbulent years passed, until Kaveh reached the age to enter the Academy. After passing the exams, he entered the School of Technology. During this time, spending less time with his mother was inevitable. In order to get a change of scenery and clear her mind, his mother often traveled to Fontaine. While there, she received a job offer and, after returning to Sumeru, she informed Kaveh of the good news. Kaveh knew perfectly well that from then on he would live alone, but despite this, he put on a brave face and even accompanied his mother on the day of her departure.

Kaveh stood on the dock, watching from afar, until the ship disappeared into the sky. Deep in his heart he knew he would miss his mother, but he also knew it was better for her to get away from that place that only brought her sadness. Kaveh refused to admit his loneliness in exchange for his mother's happiness. He assured her that he had grown up and could take care of himself. Even if sometimes loneliness, nostalgia or the thought of his broken family overwhelmed him at night, it was the price he had to pay for motivating his father to participate in that competition. Such was the stigma he would have to bear for the rest of his life for having hurt his parents.

Because of these thoughts that always accompanied him, his "home" taught Kaveh to be kind and dispelled any idea of ​​harming others. Many years later, his own ideals became shackles that forced him to help whoever asked for help, without any resistance even though he sometimes wanted to refuse. Despite all the good he does, the feeling of guilt still invades him. Sometimes, when he knows that he cannot live on good will alone, he prefers to think of it as a form of punishment that will somehow bring him comfort.

If Kaveh were to be compared to a statue, it would be a figure that looks impeccable from any angle, but crumbles at the slightest touch at its weakest point.

After graduating, Kaveh began by assisting a fellow student at the same college whose advisor was different from Kaveh's. With his limited experience, taking charge of the design was an extremely stressful task. But he considered himself a tenacious person, and he devoted all his energies to doing all kinds of projects without stopping for two years. After gaining enough experience, Kaveh stopped doing collaborative projects and began working on building his own reputation, thus gaining a clientele that was attracted to his style. Many of them gave him commissions to design buildings, which marked the beginning of his professional career and allowed him to save a considerable sum of Moras after great effort. However, it was not long before Kaveh hit a snag. The design notions he learned at the Academy were very different from those in the real world. The world out there was more materialistic, and superfluous, and the demands of his clients were harder to satisfy compared to the demands of his tutors. On top of this, the academic tendencies in Sumeru interfered with his work. Kaveh realized that his ideals and real life were very different and difficult to reconcile.

Sumeru's schools of thought were constantly changing, and many scholars engaged in introspection and self-criticism, taking into account social elements as a driving force for change in their thinking, such that what was once praised could later become the object of criticism, like physical books or works of art.

But except for those who devoted themselves to the arts, the rest of Sumeru had no idea of ​​the hardships that artists had to endure. As academic success became more and more praised, scholars extolled practical skills and pure academic knowledge. The Six Sages' stance on the arts became more radical, and the idea that they were "without any benefit" became popular. Artists and craftsmen were marginalized, and those academic disciplines related to the arts were rid of them overnight.

Kaveh became involved in purely functional engineering projects. Despite submitting all kinds of proposals for aesthetic designs, they were all rejected on the grounds that they were “pretty packaging lacking content” or “not adhering to the practicality of the building.” Initially, Kaveh sought to communion between aesthetics and practicality in his designs, but now that the arts were looked down upon and people regarded aesthetics as mere frivolity, there was no longer a place for his ideas in today’s world. Kaveh, who recognized beauty in architecture, was strongly opposed to this perspective, but the technical and financial requirements of his profession prevented him from straying from such circles and from disseminating his point of view for fear of dragging others down with him.

With her dreams and career path dashed, Kaveh decided to take a long break. However, upon returning home she received an unexpected letter from Fontaine. It was her mother, who said that she had found someone she could trust for the rest of her life and that, after much thought, she had decided to tell the only member of her family that she had decided to remarry.

Kaveh wrote back to congratulate her, and said he was willing to attend the wedding at Fontaine. The ceremony was very austere and had few guests. Seeing his mother smile once more, Kaveh felt joy, but soon afterward he felt lost and aimless.

Even though his mother left him all of Sumeru's property, three days later, when he returned home, a feeling of emptiness enveloped him. He only had to sit on the sofa to feel an incomparable loneliness. It was at that moment that he understood the proverb that wise scholars used to repeat: "Do the right thing, no matter what price you have to pay for it."

Kaveh continued to work in the construction industry, but his disdain for society grew. It was at this point that his life took an unexpected turn. The tycoon Sangemah Bay sought him out specifically to request the design of her private mansion. Sangemah Bay was somewhat famous, but Kaveh had no idea that she was Dori or aware of her wealth until they met for the first time. She had only two conditions for the construction of her mansion: that it be large and extravagant. Kaveh questioned her for more details about the design, but Dori paid no attention to it. Of all the clients Kaveh had had, Dori was the most eccentric. Despite doing business with scholars, she did not seem to care what they thought. All she wanted was to have a mansion somewhere remote, supposedly for commercial purposes. She urged Kaveh not to ask any more questions and asked him to just worry about designing a palace that would leave everyone speechless. As for the aesthetic details, Dori paid no further attention to them and left them to Kaveh.

Kaveh immediately realized the unique opportunity in front of him: the construction of a mansion without any restrictions, in which he could give free rein to his creativity. Party A put up the money, and Party B did the work. That's how business should work! Why be restricted by the opinion of a few academics? Isn't that putting the cart before the horse? A sudden impetus seized Kaveh, who worked day and night on the design of the project and, as Party B of the deal, suggested several adjustments to Dori. For a tycoon, a solitary life in the mountains was not enough. If she wanted to leave her mark on history, the mansion had to be of legendary proportions and lush beauty! A garden with the choicest flowers, chosen by professional botanists, could not be missing; the design of the building had to be bolder, its layout more sober; the rooms had to emphasize pragmatism, leaving the display of opulence at the foundations. As for the location… the cliff in the northern mountains was an ideal spot. That way, tycoon Sangemah Bay would wake up every morning to a magnificent view out her window. Dori insisted time and again that the mansion did not have to be on top of a cliff, but Kaveh’s pursuit of artistic excellence convinced her each time. So the massive work began under Kaveh’s constant supervision.

However, the road to turning his dreams into reality was full of setbacks. Despite Kaveh’s careful considerations in selecting the location, he could never have imagined the speed at which the withered zone would grow that year. When seventy percent of the work was finished, on a silent night, the withered zone crept in noiselessly, destroying everything they had erected so far. Seeing the remains of his work, Kaveh had a fit of rage that was matched by Dori arriving after hearing the news and ordering him to withdraw from the project. Even though the rangers rushed to finish off the withered zone, the damage to the building was irreparable. Kaveh knew very well that he would hardly find another project like this, so he begged Dori to let him finish the Alcazarzaray Palace. So Dori shrewdly pointed out the crux of the matter: the change in the palace's location was Kaveh's doing, and now that he had squandered Dori's fortune, how could he continue with the project, even assuming Dori did not press charges against him? Besides, assuming they did rebuild it, who would bear the losses?

Kaveh sat on the pile of rubble and pondered the whole night. He still had the family savings and the property left by his parents. What had once been his home was now nothing more than an empty building. After all, what was a home? An architect like Kaveh knew better than anyone that a house without a family was nothing more than four walls.

At dawn, Kaveh returned to Sumeru City and sold the house. With the money from the sale, combined with his savings, he managed to cover seventy percent of Dori's investment, who assumed the remaining amount.

And so one fine day, the construction of the Alcazarzaray Palace came to an end. Kaveh invested all his belongings in the completion of a palace that did not belong to him, and he did not earn a single Mora on the project. On the contrary, a few extra expenses here and there left him in debt. Even though, on the surface, he had assumed the debt reluctantly, deep down in his heart he knew that he owed Dori money. Once again, the feeling of guilt enveloped him, and the magnate Sangemah Bay, being the shrewd merchant that she was, quickly realized that Kaveh was willing to pay, not for fulfilling his part of the contract, but for sticking to his ideals.

If someone was willing to squander his fortune in the name of his ideals, who was she to stop him? After all, the construction of the building was simply a business, but ideals are priceless. As for how Kaveh became homeless, that is another story.

After being bankrupted, Kaveh fell into a depression for a while. The Alcazarzaray Palace had filled the void left in his heart by the vicissitudes of life for just an instant, no matter how much he paid in pursuit of his ideals, nothing was enough. His life was aimless in a world where he could get nowhere without the need for Moras. He had been used to pretending to be brave since he was little, so he didn't want his friends and colleagues to find out that he had squandered his savings despite having sold everything. Therefore, from time to time he would go to the tavern to order a couple of bottles and drink them while talking to himself to console himself. After drinking a whole bottle, he would lose consciousness only to find himself in the same place when he woke up. Lambad, the tavern owner, would reserve a seat and a few drinks for him out of sheer generosity, and as a thank you, Kaveh would help him redesign and rearrange the seating upstairs in the tavern. From time to time, he would meet friends from the Academy. When he did, he would pretend to be drinking in the tavern to seek inspiration. After half a month, he met someone he considered his friend, but the feeling was not mutual.

When talking to his old friends, Kaveh always heard about Alhacen, the graduate of the School of Semiotics and current scribe of the Academy. Even though he enrolled later than the rest of his generation, his grades were higher than most of them. His personality was a mystery and his whereabouts were never known. The more senior scholars of the School of Technology shook their heads at his name, claiming that he was an extremely intelligent but difficult person to deal with. That year, Kaveh had just separated from his mother and lived alone. From time to time he met with a younger student. In the midst of a casual conversation he mentioned Alhacen, and that was how he came to know the genius of the School of Semiotics. However, a friendship does not happen just because someone wants it. Kaveh soon realized how different he and Alhacen were, whether it was in their studies, ideals, or social relationships.

His time at the Academy left Kaveh with several memories, the least pleasant of which is when they worked on the same project. Both recognised each other's abilities, so they defined linguistics in ancient buildings and inscriptions as a research topic, which Kaveh left in the hands of Alhacén. At first, the group consisted of several students, but as the project progressed, many of them fell behind. It was at that moment that Kaveh realised the abysmal difference between the talents of both. It was well known that, for the Academy, the link between talent and resources was very close, or in the words of Alhacén: "There are things in which talent defines the upper limit, and effort the lower limit. Normal people and geniuses are separated by different realities, so they should not try to join a group to which they do not belong." However, Kaveh firmly believed that it was only the result of a series of obstacles that had appeared during the process and that knowledge was the product of the joint effort of several people. To prevent more students from dropping out, Kaveh invested time and effort in helping others in their work, taking on a considerable burden himself. Alhacen's opinion was contrary to Kaveh's, and he insisted that Kaveh was too idealistic. The academy was not an act of charity, and saving others once would not change the reality of things. Thus a rift arose between the two.

One day, only two people remained on the project: Alhacen and Kaveh. The differences between the two of them continued to build up until they exploded. Kaveh was of the opinion that Alhacen was very selfish and that others would appreciate his help if he was willing to offer it. For his part, Alhacen pointed out that Kaveh's naive idealism was a way of escaping from reality that went back to irrevocable guilt, and that one day he would become a hindrance. After saying this, he felt a slap in the face from the person he had until then considered his friend. Alhacen had realized the reality that Kaveh had refused to accept. That was the first time that Kaveh had faced the harsh truth, which made him regret having befriended this genius.

The two parted ways. Alhacen erased his name from the thesis, and Kaveh tore up his copy of the thesis in a fit of rage, only to regret it and put the pieces back together again. He felt that he would not be able to change his friend's mind and vice versa.

After that, academic journals became a battlefield where they often had differences of opinion. Before that, the research on the “Interpretation of Architectural Clues in Ancient Runes and Writings Found in the Ancient Ruins of King Deshret’s Civilization” had made great strides. In the field of linguistics, they had made great contributions regarding the grammatical logic of some minority languages, while in the area of ​​architecture, they had improved the structures of certain supporting components in particular topographical conditions, which improved the quality of life of inhabitants of remote regions. Even the Academy had designated special facilities to carry out this research as an incentive. Unfortunately, due to lack of personnel and due to differences of opinion, the project had to be stopped.

The failure of this project became part of Kaveh's inevitable past. Over the years, he was repeatedly hit with harsh blows of reality that led him to recognize that his stubbornness did not always yield the best results. He only came to understand the true meaning of his friend's words when he was left without a single Mora. If someone wants to ascend to heaven by stepping on the rungs of a ladder made of air, he will inevitably fall to his death. Kaveh believed himself to be a genius, but he longed to belong to a group and was afraid of separating from it. That was the difference between him and Alhacen. Back at the tavern, Kaveh was impressed to see Alhacen after so many years, who stopped by the tavern for a drink. For Alhacen, one look was enough to understand the sorry state in which Kaveh was, who was about to vent his frustrations over so many years. After all, if he couldn't hide from his problems, why would he hide them from someone he once considered a friend? He complained at length, finally falling silent when they left the tavern late at night as he stared into the distance at the place he once called "home." Alhazen listened intently to his story. To him, Kaveh was like an open book. So he asked him a question: "Have you managed to make your ideals a reality?"

Only the truth can make an investigator retrace his steps, but Kaveh could no longer distinguish reality. He longed for a perfect, beautiful fantasy from which no one would want to escape, even if the price to pay was losing himself. He still believed that his ideals were the right ones, but he had gone after them by the wrong means.

One should not give up, even if one does good as a form of compensation. In the end, the outcome makes sense to some people. Despite not reaching that ideal paradise, the sparkle and charm of that land is undeniable.

Those flashes of reality, like why he ended up at his friend’s house by chance; or why that house in the name of the scribe was a topic of discussion while they were working at the Academy’s research center; or why this Academy asset was not returned through legal means; why, despite knowing full well that Alhacén had never done an act of kindness, Kaveh’s conscience dictated that he should help with the household chores, only for Alhacén to take advantage of him… For someone who has hit rock bottom, all these events would have ended up defeating him, but they are also proof that a friend who refuses to change is part of an unchangeable past. Rationality and sensitivity, linguistics and architecture, knowledge and empathy… Those dualities that cannot be integrated make up two sides of the same coin —and of the world itself.

Old sketchbook A thick old sketchbook with a leather cover. In addition to doodles, it contains a lot of clippings. Its owner probably used it as a kind of scrapbook. Page 1: "Basics of architectural drawing." Author: Faranak. PS: "My mother's book. Is it just me, or has the cover faded?"

Page 15: A simple sketch of a man being dragged through quicksand. It is hidden because the pages before and after have been glued together.

PS: "Father... Forgive me. I don't know what I should write. I'm sorry, I hope you can forgive me."

Page 26: An application form for a research topic. PS: "A good start. Few people can find such a brilliant partner."

Page 31: A bunch of academic notes and architectural sketches. PS: "Our ideas complement each other perfectly." This line has since been crossed out.

"Our ideas are diametrically opposed, but it is the contradiction itself that gives rise to critical thinking and philosophy."

Page 42: The cover of a thesis that has been torn to pieces and put back together again. No comments.

Page 47: Synopsis from a school publication. The original text is unknown. The content of the synopsis is as follows:

An egoistic person is incapable of understanding the purpose of knowledge. Although each and every one of us claims to have a seat in the great hall of academia, we must always bear in mind that it is humans, and not knowledge, that make up this world. Without a repository, knowledge has nowhere to be stored. Universal values ​​are called so precisely because of their importance. Denying their general meaning in no way means that the ideas of a few are exalted. Take aesthetics as an example. It is an objective fact that the notion of beauty exists in the minds of people, and just because someone does not understand it does not mean that it loses its intrinsic value.

To regard oneself as a great repository of knowledge is precisely to have a narrow vision as a researcher. Knowledge does not exist to be at the mercy of individuals. The logic of this world coexists with nature, and this will not be changed by a simple interpretation. An excess of faith in the objective reveals a lack of confidence of the individual in the subject. Moreover, a self-confident person would not use plural appellations like 'we' over and over again. One must be able to defend one's own convictions alone.

Page 56: A sketch of the Academy. PS: "I don't think I'll ever work here again, but I hope one day I'll be invited as a professor to give a lecture."

The next twenty pages are filled with work schedules and notes with illustrations. The lines, which were carefully drawn at first, gradually become sloppy, a sign that time is pressing and the author is increasingly busy.

Page 85: A sketch so exquisite that it can be considered a sketch. Apparently, this is a masterpiece of miniature architecture. PS: "It is feasible, but requires a lot of resources. Details still need to be considered."

Page 91: Sloppy scribbles all over the page. No comments.

Page 92: A proof of transfer of title to the property. PS: "It may be very risky of me, but I cannot refuse the opportunity to fulfill my wishes. I hope everything turns out well."

Page 101: some small doodles. PS: "I'm done! I can't draw anymore. I'll finish tomorrow."

Page 107: Interior design sketches. Apparently, this is the upper floor of Lambad's tavern. PS: "Can I do something better?"

Page 112: Rental records. PS: "It could be worse... But how did I end up like this? That guy wouldn't accept someone without anything in return... What does he want from me?"

Page 115: A sketch of a briefcase. PS: "'Mehrak' is an old word. I've decided to use it as the name for my briefcase. It means 'little flash of light'. I just hope you understand what I'm saying."

say". Vision As a student, Kaveh had participated in several excursions with his classmates. Although they were all very young at the time and could not venture into the depths of the tombs, the achievements they achieved together were worthy of praise. However, no matter how experienced the researchers were, venturing into the ruins was always bound to be risky. Once, during a field study, some of his companions found themselves in a truly dangerous situation. Had it not been for Kaveh giving his all to extract two of his companions from the rubble, it is very likely that they would not have lived to tell the tale. And although Kaveh managed to emerge unscathed from such a dire situation with only a few scratches, his companions continued to think the same way and learned no lesson. Kaveh thought that by helping others he might earn their recognition, but the reality is that most people are confused by the situation or because their skills are not remarkable enough, and so they end up ignoring what happened. Kaveh knew that Visions exist. He believed that they manifest in critical situations, but when he was on the verge of death during his investigations, the gods did not notice him even once, so he always had to use all his strength to rescue others.

Years later, Kaveh graduated, dropped out of the Academy, and began working. It had been a long time since he thought about the Visions and what kind of people were blessed with them. He was told that only those with a truly powerful wish could catch the gods' attention. Perhaps he would never be one of the chosen ones.

After that, time passed like water. Kaveh was busy with a design, busy as hell, regretting that no one recognized his creations... He felt anxious. His mother created a new family in Fontaine and left a house and other property to her only son... But that is another story not worth telling.

Until one day, the first version of the Alcazarzaray Palace was destroyed by the sudden appearance of a withered area. Kaveh sat on its ruins to reflect for an entire night. Overnight, all the ideas emerged in his mind, and he decided to focus his entire being on pursuing that dream that he had before his eyes. Without further ado, he returned home, and then hurried to find the corresponding department to carry out the necessary bureaucratic procedures. It so happened that that day the transactions went smoothly, so it only took Kaveh half a day to transfer his residence and thus obtain funds to invest in his next construction.

After taking care of all the more cumbersome matters, Kaveh returned for the last time to the place that had been his home for so many years. He used some sweet rolls to build a simplified version of the Alcazarzaray Palace. He put it on a plate and poured syrup and yogurt over it, resulting in a delicious dessert.

It wasn't a difficult recipe for him, his father had taught him it when he was a child. After his father died, he never made it again, but that day something revived his desire to taste the dessert he hadn't eaten in so long. Actually, it wasn't Kaveh's favorite dessert, but when he broke the tower of rolls to eat it, he couldn't help but feel a certain bitterness in his throat.

The interior of that tower of buns hid a Vision.

Kaveh stared at her in disbelief. After waiting for her for so many years, she was finally before his eyes. She was so bright… like a fantasy kingdom in the middle of the sky. In an instant, everything he could ever wish for was before him.

Alhazen is only interested in studying what interests him, having given up ownership of a supposed Divine Knowledge Capsule to simply study it. He also doesn't like leading from the front, instead choosing to help out from the back.

He operates purely on rationality, which causes many people to find his actions unacceptable. This is most notable with his housemate, Kaveh, as the two frequently clash over their perspectives, even on message boards in Sumeru City and Ormos Port. Alhacen is a tall, well-built man with grey hair with pale turquoise highlights. His irises are light turquoise with orange pupils. He wears orange eyeshadow and a large gold earpiece with green details.

Alhazen's outfit consists of a dark coat-like garment with a green front and lapels. The coat's color transitions from dark green to black and has numerous gold details and numerous trinkets, as well as a black mini-cape with a gold bottom. She wears a tight black top with a split high collar and separate sleeves, also decorated with gold details and a green ornament on the chest. The sleeves on her arms partially cover her hands, leaving some fingers exposed. These are held together by numerous green fabrics with gold patterns around her waist, from which hang various trinkets, including two light blue leaf-shaped amulets and three teardrop-shaped trinkets. She wears tight dark green pants and black and gold knee-high boots with a colorful top. Her Dendro Vision is attached to her coat on her left shoulder.