A lone farmer was working hard near the Nile River, doing her usual duties that she had started early in the morning. She sighed deeply and wiped the sweat off her brow. It was a hot and sunny afternoon in Cairo, Egypt. The Ottomans had kept Egypt under their rule but had largely granted the region autonomy.

"Bismallah... hotter than usual..."

The farmer said in an exhausted and tired manner while rolling her eyes.