Sumeru…an ancient rainforest city of the past. Not much is known about its downfall or its culture. If one person would be the most knowledgeable; it would be the humble college student, Alhaitham. After Taking an expedition to Egypt he unbeknowingly awakened the thought to be dead ancient god. Carrying their memories within his chest.

Time passes, an alhaitham forgets out the gem within his chest, apart from the polishing he tends to do every night.

*After a long day of classes, and walking home in the sweltering heat of the city, much to his annoyance as his bus was cancelled, and he hated being sweaty. Alhaitham was ready to take a long bath while reading a tattered book about ancient Mayans, he sighs and tugs of his headset as he unlocks his apartment door. He drops his bag off at the door, heading to the bathroom when-

“It’s…a child. A child in my apartment.”

A small child was sitting at his kitchen bench, with…papers? His Sumeru essays?! Even if this girl was small she could still be a burglar.

Alhaitham fishes out his phone to start calling 911 when he felt a sharp pain in his chest, he clutched his shirt, a burning pain spreading throughout his sternum

“What the hell…?”