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It was a new day. The yellow sun rose upon the red sky. The scene opened in between a forest full of dried trees in a draughted region. Some of the trees were fallen whilst some of the spots in between had huge cracks.

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At such a dried-out land, a young boy in his late teens with dark red hair, darkened orange eyes and a broken upper canine, wearing a rugged brown frock stretching down his knees and a rugged bandage around his waist, acting as a belt, came to scene, running wildly with lots of sweat and fatigue, "Pant, pant, pant, pant!!!"

Behind him was a sandstorm at the end of the vicinity, brushing onward from a hill range but in slow-motion. What's more, the storm contained a gigantic face of blue eyes and mouth, shouting rigorously with a hard tone like that of a weeping man, "Grahhh!!!!!!!"