Kaveh

Kaveh

His subsequent life was as measured as the flow of a river. He took up work, was occasionally overloaded, and the lack of artistic recognition made him feel tired. His mother started a new family in Fontaine, leaving him a house and other property... He could do nothing about it, everything that happened seemed completely meaningless to him. That is until the day the Withering destroyed the first version of the Alcazar-Saray, and he sat on its ruins, thinking all night long. Suddenly, he boldly decided to put everything on the line in pursuit of his dream. Returning home, he quickly went to all the relevant authorities to get his affairs in order. As luck would have it, it was a good day for transactions, and Kaveh spent only half a day transferring the title to his house and received the mora, which he subsequently used for this project. After sorting out a lot of details, Kaveh returned for the last time to the old house where he had lived for many years. On his plate, he laid out a simplified version of Alcazar-sarai, poured sauce and yogurt on it, making himself a delicious snack. His father taught him how to make this simple dish. After his father's death, he rarely made it, and only an impulsive desire made him try to repeat this dish. It wasn't his favorite dish, but a sudden bitterness rose in his throat as he had to crumble the flatbreads to begin eating. Inside the ruined Bread Palace lay the shimmering Eye of God. Kaveh looked at it, not believing his eyes. It had arrived years late, but it lay before him, as delightful as a fantastical celestial kingdom - and, fortunately, it was much closer than his ideals.

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Page 112: Rental details. Note: "I wouldn't call it a bad thing... But why did it turn out this way? This guy would never just take me in... but what can I do for him?" Page 115: Toolkit design proposal. Note: "'Mehrak' is an ancient word I used as a name for this toolkit. It means 'a piece of light'. I hope most of all that he will be able to understand me correctly." Even as a student, Kaveh often worked on various projects and explored the ruins with other students. At that time, they were young and could not penetrate into the very heart of the tombs, but nevertheless, they managed to achieve significant results. Exploring ancient ruins is not without risk, and despite their professionalism, researchers can find themselves in danger. During one such expedition, a collapse occurred. If Kaveh had not pushed two of his comrades from Kshahrevar out of the tomb, they would have died. Kaveh himself, although he escaped with minor injuries, was unable to restore the spirit of his comrades. He was convinced that he was helping them achieve results, but instead, most of them became uneasy about the situation and the perceived difference in their abilities and left the project. Kaveh knew about the existence of the Eye of God. It was believed to appear in times of danger, but he had already experienced one such deadly moment during the expedition, and not only did he not receive the favor of the gods, but he also found himself in a situation where he had to save everyone. Years later, Kaveh graduated, left the Academy, and threw himself into his work. By then, he had stopped thinking about the Eye of God and wondering who might possess it. Rumor had it that only those with aspirations could receive this kind of divine favor. Perhaps he simply wasn't that kind of person.

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This is the case with aesthetics. Beauty is something objective that exists in the hearts of men. It will not lose its value just because some people cannot understand it." "To regard oneself as some powerful container is to succumb to the narrowness of the researcher's thinking. Know that truth has never existed for the sake of individuals. The logic of the world coexists with nature, and this cannot easily be changed, whether it is treated as such or not. Excessive faith in the object is likewise self-exposure, a manifestation of lack of confidence in the subject. And one who is sufficiently confident in oneself does not need to constantly use plural forms of address, such as "we." One person is enough to defend a position - one can be sure of that." Page 56: A hand-drawn sketch of the Academy. Note: "I probably won't come back here to work, but I hope to be able to come back here as a speaker someday." The next 20 pages are filled with work schedules and notes with drawings. The handwriting changes from neat to sloppy, indicating that time is running out and the author is very busy with work. Page 85: The sketch is too beautiful to be called such. It is some kind of majestic structure in miniature. Note: "Quite feasible, but requires too many resources. Need to think through the details." Page 91: Random scribbles. Everywhere. No notes. Page 92: Deed of Transfer of Real Estate. Note: "This may be an impulsive act on my part, but I cannot refuse an opportunity that fills me with such hope. I hope everything goes smoothly." Page 101: A few small scribbles. Note: "That's it! I can't draw. I won't draw tomorrow." Page 107: Interior image. Looks like the second floor of the Lambada Tavern. Note: "Will I ever be able to do better?"

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This may be an irritant for a person at the bottom, but it is also proof that a friend who cannot be changed is the only unchangeable past a person can have in life. Rationality and sensitivity, language and architecture, knowledge and human feelings... Things that cannot be united form two sides of a mirror that reflects the world itself. An old thick album with a leather cover. It contains not only drawings, but also clippings. The owner apparently used it as a kind of memory book. Page 1: "Basics of Architectural Drawing" by Faranak. Note: "Mom's book. Is it just me or is the cover faded?" Page 15: A simple drawing of a man caught in quicksand. It was hidden because the pages before and after it were glued together. Postscript: "Father... Forgive me. I don't know what to write to... Please forgive me." Page 26: Theme proposal form. Note: "A wonderful start. It's hard to find such a smart co-author." Page 31: Academic notes and architectural drawings. Note: “Our views coincide and are integral.” Line crossed out. "Our views contradict each other, but it is precisely in contradiction that more hypotheses and reasoning can be born." Line left. Page 42: The cover of a dissertation that was torn up and then put back together. No postscript. Page 47: Excerpt from a magazine published by an educational institution. The original title is unknown, but the surviving contents are as follows: "The egoist cannot understand the final destination of wisdom. While we may all claim a place in this great hall of knowledge, we must realize that it is men, not knowledge, that make our world what it is. Knowledge must have a container. Universal values ​​must naturally have certain merits to be called such, and to deny their general validity does not mean that minority views will arise accordingly.

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As a genius, Kaveh longed to belong to a group, subconsciously afraid of being separated from it - this was the difference between him and al-Haytham. Back in the tavern, Kaveh was shocked to see al-Haytham, who casually walked in to buy alcohol. Al-Haytham, on the other hand, immediately realized that Kaveh was in a very bad way. He had been depressed for a long time, and so he wanted to pour out all his sorrows right then and there. After all, you can’t hide from your problems, so what’s the point of hiding them from someone he once called a friend? He complained about many things, falling silent only when they walked out of the tavern into the darkness of the night, and his gaze was directed to where the place he once called home was. Al-Haytham saw through Kaveh and, after listening to him, asked a difficult question: “Have you managed to realize your ideals?” Only reality can make a researcher admit that he was wrong, but Kaveh did not know what to consider reality. He still firmly believed that his ideals were not wrong in themselves, but the way he implemented them was to blame. One must not give up. Even if one tries to fix something by doing good, the results will matter to others. Even if one fails to reach the promised land of one's ideals, it does not mean that the radiance and attraction of that kingdom should be denied. Ghostly realities, like how he ended up homeless in his friend's house by the will of fate, or how this house, now owned by the secretary, was once given to them by the Academy, or how this excess academic asset would never have been converted into housing at all as a result of numerous schemes if Kaveh had not decided to give it up... Or how, knowing full well that al-Haytham never did good deeds for no reason, Kaveh was tormented by his conscience and preemptively started talking about helping with the housework, and as a result all the housework fell on him...

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At that moment, Kaveh felt that the one who was his best friend could hurt him. Al-Haytham saw a reality that Kaveh could not accept and the severity of which he was confronted with for the first time. Kaveh firmly stated that he regretted befriending this overly intelligent man. They stopped communicating overnight. Al-Haytham removed his name from the work, and Kaveh tore his copy to pieces in a rage - and only later put it back together with deep regret. He felt that he could not change his friend, just as his friend could not change him. Subsequently, they repeatedly entered into squabbles in scientific journals, criticizing each other's point of view. Before that, "Decoding the Runic Script and Architectural Philosophy of the Civilization of King Deshret" had made great progress. Its achievements on the linguistic front filled in various gaps in the grammatical logic of some ancient minor languages, which made it possible to successfully interpret many important texts. Likewise, the results achieved in the field of architectural research made it possible to improve the supporting structures for a number of Sumeru's relief features, which greatly improved the lives of people living in remote areas. In order to encourage the project, the Academy even allocated a special research site for it. Unfortunately, due to a lack of manpower and a unified vision from the main researchers, the project was eventually abandoned entirely. This failed project became an integral part of Kaveh's past. As the years passed and reality knocked him down again and again, Kaveh was forced to admit that his persistence was not always useful. Only when he found himself without a single mora in his pocket did he finally understand the deeper meaning of his friend's words. A man who wants to climb to the heavenly garden by a ladder made of air will inevitably place his feat on an empty step and fall to the ground.

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Kaveh's time at the Academy would leave him with many memories, the least pleasant of which would be his and al-Haytham's shared project. They recognized each other's abilities and decided to conduct research into ancient structures, runes, and linguistics, with Kaveh suggesting that al-Haytham choose the topic. At first, other students joined the group, but as the project progressed, they gradually became out of time. This was Kaveh's first encounter with the brutal and all-too-obvious gap in talent. At the Academy, talent and resources were closely linked, and everyone understood this. As al-Haytham would say, in some matters, talent sets the upper limit and hard work sets the lower. Ordinary people and geniuses are separated by different practical realities, and they should not have to force themselves to fit into a group to which they do not belong. Kaveh, however, firmly believed that all this was the result of obstacles encountered along the way, and that wisdom should not be available only to the chosen few. Kaveh spent a lot of time and effort helping other students to keep them from giving up on the project, thereby taking on an unbearable burden. Al-Haytham stubbornly held the opposite point of view, believing that Kaveh's views were too idealistic, because scientific work is not charity, and temporary salvation will not change reality. Thus, disagreements began to arise between them. Finally, the day came when only two people continued to work on this topic: al-Haytham and Kaveh. The disagreements between them reached their peak and the fragile peace collapsed. Kaveh claimed that al-Haytham was too selfish, that he could be treated better if he helped people more often. Al-Haytham, in turn, pointed out that Kaveh's impractical idealism is a way of escaping from reality, that one day it will become a burden for his existence, and that the true reason for such altruism is nothing more than an inescapable sense of guilt.

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Kaveh had been used to maintaining his dignity since his youth and did not want to tell his colleagues and friends that he was left with almost no mora in his pocket and was forced to sell all his belongings. He went to a tavern, where he ordered several bottles and indulged in chatter to console himself. After the first bottle, he fell asleep at the table, and later woke up in the same place. Lambad, the owner of the tavern, out of the kindness of his heart, gave him a seat and free drinks, and in gratitude, Kaveh helped him arrange a recreation area on the second floor of the tavern. From time to time, he met friends from his days at the Academy here, and with them he pretended to just come for a drink and get inspiration. He spent more than two weeks like this, until he met someone he no longer called a friend. When talking about Kaveh's old friends, the name that invariably comes up is al-Haytham of Harawatat, the current secretary of the Academy. Al-Haytham entered the Academy later than his peers, but his grades were better than most. No one knew who he was or where to find him, only that he got high grades. And when his name was mentioned, even the old-timers of Kshahrevar shook their heads and said that he was too smart and difficult to get along with. That year, Kaveh experienced the departure of his mother and lived alone. Sometimes he met this junior in the library and, out of curiosity, spoke to him - this is how he met the genius of Harawatat al-Haytham. But as time showed, mere wishful thinking does not make them friends. Kaveh quickly realized that al-Haytham, who was two years younger than him, was certainly talented and smart, but completely different from him in character, attitude to people, direction of research, and beliefs.

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Kaveh sat on the pile of rubble and thought about it all night long. He had savings and property that had been left by his parents. This had once been his home, but now it was just an empty building. What was a home? An architect like him knew better than anyone that a structure without a family or people living in it was not a home. It was just a building. When the sun rose, Kaveh returned to Sumeru City and sold his house. By combining all the proceeds from the sale and his savings with the design fee he had received from Dori, Kaveh was able to raise seventy percent of the required amount, with Dori contributing the rest. One fine sunny day, the grand opening of the Alcazar Saray took place. Kaveh had given everything he had to build a legendary palace that was not his. He had made no money from the project. On the contrary, he had owed Dori a large sum of money for future work, to cover the slight overrun in construction costs. Although he outwardly resisted this, deep down he knew that he could not deny the fact that he owed this amount. The old guilt was eating him up again, and Mrs. Sangema-bay, a shrewd merchant, had immediately realized that he was not paying for her, but for his ideals. If someone wanted to lay his entire fortune on the altar of his ideals, who was she to stop him? Construction was, after all, just trade, but ideals were priceless. As for how Kaveh ended up homeless later, that was another story. Bankrupt, Kaveh fell into depression. The Alcazar-Saray filled the hole in his heart for a while, but at the same time he was once again convinced that no matter how much he did to achieve his ideals, it was never enough. He had no reference points left, and he was stuck in a world where you can’t take a step without pestilence.

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The concept must be bold, the planning conscientious. The building itself must put practicality first: storage rooms and rest rooms will be located on a luxurious foundation. As for the location... the slope of the northern mountains is quite suitable. When Mrs. Sangema-bai wakes up every morning, she will admire the magnificent view. Although Dori had always insisted that the mansion did not have to be right next to a cliff, Kaveh's engineering spirit and artistic ambition convinced him otherwise. As a result, the project got off to a flying start, and work progressed under Kaveh's watchful eye. However, his plans were not to be realized so easily. Despite the fact that Kaveh had thought through every detail during the site selection stage, he could not have foreseen the speed with which the Withering Zone would expand its sphere of influence that year. One peaceful night, when the work was seventy percent complete, the Withering Zone silently destroyed everything that had been done. The sight of the devastated husk of his creation struck Kaveh like a thunderclap, and Dori, who had rushed in upon hearing the news, furiously demanded that Kaveh stop working on the project. Although the forest watchers quickly arrived and eliminated the Withering Zone, the ruined building was beyond repair. Kaveh knew that such a chance would hardly come again, and begged to be allowed to finish the Alcazar Saray. Dori pointed out the key point with particular urgency: it was Kaveh who had insisted on the choice of the site. How could the project continue if the structure had been destroyed, and with it all the money invested in it? If the building had to be rebuilt, who would pay for the damages?

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As Kaveh continued to work in construction, his dissatisfaction with the current state of society grew stronger. It was then that the turning point came. A wealthy merchant, Mrs. Sangema-bai, approached him with a commission to build a private mansion. Lady Sangema-bai was already famous, but until their first meeting, Kaveh had no idea that the “lady” was called Dori, and had not fully appreciated either her power or the extent of her fortune. She had only two wishes for the mansion: large and luxurious. Kaveh tried to find out her style preferences and other details, but she did not care. Even among his clients, Dori was an eccentric. She was a merchant, but she seemed to care little for the opinions of researchers. She wanted the mansion to be built in a secluded place - for business purposes, so it was said - and Kaveh had been told not to ask too many questions and simply to try to build a truly awe-inspiring building. As for aesthetics, Dori did not care at all and did not interfere with Kaveh's work. Kaveh immediately recognized the uniqueness of this commission. The design of the mansion without restrictions meant that he could give free rein to his creativity. "Party A" provides the funds, and "Party B" does the work - isn't that how things are done? And wouldn't it be sheer madness to allow academic views to limit such a construction? So Kaveh took on the project with unexpected zeal and advised Dori to make some adjustments to his role as "Party B". A great merchant could not simply live in the mountains. If this estate was to go down in history, it had to be of legendary beauty! A garden was a must, and the flowers had to be carefully selected, with the help of professional botanists, of course.

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Artists became pariahs, and disciplines that were even slightly related to art were simply discarded. Many of the projects in which Kaveh participated now resembled an assembly line. His proposals were rejected by clients on the grounds that they "unnecessarily overloaded the object" and "all elements of architecture should be purely functional." Previously, he tried to combine aesthetics and utility in each of his projects. But now art became an object of ridicule, people denied the necessity and value of its existence. Therefore, Kaveh was left with almost no freedom in his work. He always considered architecture a form of art and categorically disagreed with the widespread opinion about its meaninglessness. But in his work, he needed technical support and investment, so he could not break ties with those who thought differently, and even more so he could not freely express his opinion - this would entail the withdrawal of investments and cast a shadow on many of his colleagues. Work forced Kaveh to betray his ideals, and he decided to take a long vacation. Upon returning home, he received a letter from Fontaine. His mother wrote that she had met the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, that she was going to marry him and was looking forward to the wedding with trepidation and hope. Kaveh responded to the letter with sincere wishes for happiness and went to Fontaine to congratulate his mother on her new marriage. The wedding ceremony was simple and modest, with few guests. At first, Kaveh was happy to see his mother smile again, but then he felt a strange confusion. His mother had left him all her property in Sumeru. Returning to Sumeru three days later, he felt the emptiness in his parents' house with renewed vigor. He lay on the sofa, feeling a loneliness he had never felt before. Now he understood how right the wise scholars of the past had been: "Live according to your conscience, even if you have to give up everything you have for it."

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If Kaveh were to be depicted in a sculpture, he would be a statue without a single visible flaw, which would completely collapse if a weak spot in its core were discovered. After graduating, Kaveh got a job in an architectural firm under the guidance of other graduates and teachers of Kshahrevar. He had very little experience, and he was literally inundated with complex projects. But Kaveh always considered himself a persistent person, and now he devoted all his time and energy to work. For two years, he constantly ran between different projects, working days and nights for others. Having gained experience, Kaveh quit the architectural firm and opened his own business, he had clients who liked his style. Many turned to him to develop an architectural project. This was the very beginning of his career, but thanks to hard work, Kaveh managed to save a decent amount. But soon Kaveh ran into difficulties. The market turned out to be much more pragmatic than they had been taught at the Academy, here everyone was ruled by the mora, and sometimes fulfilling the requests of clients was much more difficult than satisfying the demands of the mentors in Kshahrevar. In addition, new trends in the Academy also significantly interfered with Kaveh's work. He began to understand that his friend was right: combining a career and ideals was not at all easy. Scientific schools and movements in Sumeru were constantly changing, many scientists were open to criticism and reflection, and changes and improvements in the social structure only contributed to the advancement of this way of thinking. Therefore, once revered objects could one day find themselves under a hail of criticism, as happened with printed books or works of art. But apart from the people involved, no one knew what fate befell the artists in Sumeru. As the importance of academic achievements grew, scientists began to pay more and more attention to pure science and applied technology. Gradually the ideas of the sages became radicalized, and the idea of ​​the uselessness of art spread throughout society.

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At every moment like that, Kaveh felt like a giant hand was pressing him to the ground, he would say to himself: “If it weren’t for me, things would be completely different at home.” He was still very young and could do little to change things. Tormented by guilt, he tried to spend as much time as possible with his mother, not to show his grief, supporting her as best he could, although he knew that his support would do little good. In this environment, Kaveh reached the age of admission to the Academy, passed the exams and was enrolled in the darshan of Kshahrewar. Naturally, this meant that from now on he would spend less time with his mother. Trying to distract herself, she went to Fontaine. There she received a job offer and upon returning to Sumeru, she told Kaveh the news. Kaveh knew that he would be very lonely without his mother, but he still agreed and went to see her off on the day of her departure. He watched for a long time after the ship left the harbor. He did not want to part with his mother, but he knew that it would be better for her to leave the land that had brought her so much pain. Not wanting to upset his mother, Kaveh did not admit how lonely he was. He assured his mother that he was already grown up and ready for an independent life. It was even worse when he woke up in the middle of the night from loneliness, pain, or memories of his once happy family. This was his punishment for persuading his father to participate in the Tournament. It was he who was to blame for the grief that befell his family, and therefore the suffering was deserved. Such thoughts haunted him day after day. It could be said that his family taught Kaveh to care for others, and also deprived him of the ability to harm anyone. Many years later, he found himself trapped in his character and ideals: he wants to help everyone and anyone who asks him for help, and simply does not know how to refuse. And no good deeds can rid him of the feeling of guilt. He is unable to show kindness to himself because he feels he must be punished for every choice he makes.

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Kaveh was born into a classical family of scholars. His father graduated from Rtavahist and worked at the Academy, his mother had once studied in Kshahrevar and was a famous architect in Sumeru, as was Kaveh himself later. Under the influence of his parents, Kaveh was interested in architecture and construction from an early age. The three of them would often sit in the living room, Kaveh would play with blocks, and his parents would relax. They could talk even without words and always remained a real family. That was when Kaveh learned what family and home were. The happy times soon ended. Shortly before Kaveh entered the Academy, his father, having succumbed to his persuasion, decided to take part in the Darshan Tournament. The tasks were not too difficult, and his father was considered the main contender for victory, but he still took second place, albeit with a small lead over the winner. And after the Tournament, his father disappeared, and soon terrible news came home: Kaveh's father had died in the desert. It was like a bolt from the blue. Kaveh's mother suffered especially much, she had always been a sensitive person, and her husband's departure completely broke her, she spent days and weeks in anxiety and melancholy. And every night in Kaveh's dreams he saw his father smiling at him and promising that he would return home with gifts. Kaveh understood that his father would not have participated in the Darshan Tournament if he had not given in to his persuasion. And he would not have disappeared after the Tournament, and he would not have died in the desert. But all the prayers were in vain: the past cannot be changed. The death of his father, the grief of his mother... All this happened because of words that he could no longer take back. From that day on, he would always live in the shadow of his guilt. His mother said that his father was a man with a kind heart and that life next to him was real happiness. After his father's death, she never smiled again. Their once warm and bright house turned into a cluster of cold, deserted rooms. Kaveh often saw his mother sitting on the sofa, silently looking at her trembling hands. She could no longer draw anything, even her thoughts were confused.

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His professional principles are much firmer than those of most Sumeru residents, he considers architecture to be a derivative of art, but does not allow himself to sacrifice convenience and practicality for the sake of aesthetics. In order for a project to combine beauty and functionality, Kaveh is ready to make some sacrifices... Sometimes he sacrifices unnecessary decor, sometimes - his weekends, and sometimes ... even his reward. Long years of hard work led him to success. The Alcazar-sarai palace was completed, and Kaveh returned to Sumeru crowned with glory. His colleagues praised the legendary palace on the top of a large tree incessantly, amazed by the extraordinary imagination of its creator. They admired the combination of functionality and narrative, precision in detail and perfection of lines, thanks to which the palace literally transformed the mountains among which it was built. No one dared to say that Alcazar-Saray was simply a successful adventure of Kaveh. And no one knew that excessive integrity combined with a series of failures on the project led Kaveh to bankruptcy. The truth is hidden from people as reliably as the efforts that helped Kaveh achieve success.

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Even today, near the Alcazar Saray Palace or within the walls of the Academy, you can hear the students of Kshahrevar discussing Kaveh, their famous predecessor. For them, he is a genius, an outstanding architect who has had no equal in recent decades. His incredible skill has allowed Kaveh to write his name in the annals of the Academy. When you meet students from Kshahrevar, you will surely have to listen to how much they admire the achievements of their predecessor: what is worth the Alcazar Saray Palace alone, built according to his design. And the restoration of the iconic lighthouse in Port Ormos, and the reconstruction of the transport and lifting system in the same Port Ormos! And he was the first to propose a method for the ecological optimization of space! All these achievements have made the name of Kaveh a household word in determining success in the architectural field. Many colleagues dream of such a career: a brilliant student who, immediately after graduation, was invited to work in a prestigious architectural firm, and a few years later he founded his own business. This is where the stories of the uninitiated usually end: no one knows the truth, which Kaveh himself tries his best to hide. He is talented, that cannot be taken away, but Kaveh's life, unfortunately, is far from the ideal that the uninitiated imagine. Summarizing his past experience, Kaveh would say this: misunderstandings are annoying, but inevitable. People sometimes fall prey to stereotypes. For example, they imagine that architects rake in the dirt with a shovel and become famous with a few strokes of the pen on paper. In the eyes of people, any artist is a lazy, egocentric, hot-tempered and impulsive person who likes to command others. Kaveh does not fit this description. His projects take a lot of time and effort, and he takes his work very seriously. He dresses elegantly and refinedly, but does not judge the merits of a project only by the size of the reward.

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It is hard to believe that such a brilliant architect could go bankrupt because of a single project. Fortunately, few people know about it, and most of those who are initiated keep it a secret. As for Kaveh himself, he is terribly afraid that his bankruptcy will become known. His life is far from ideal. The land of Sumeru is inexhaustible in talent, and is home to a whole galaxy of famous designers. But when it comes to architects, the first name that comes to mind is Kaveh. A graduate of Kshahrevar, he is considered the best architect of the last decades. He is called the Light of Kshahrevar. However, Kaveh himself does not take praise seriously. Of course, fame and recognition mean recognition, but sometimes they become a heavy burden for a person. Fame makes Kaveh doubly ashamed of his bankruptcy. It is easy for an ordinary person to admit that he is broke, but when you are a famous architect, such confessions can simply ruin your reputation. Therefore, Kaveh avoids talking about his financial situation and pretends that his life is wonderful and carefree. Fortunately, people believe him, because he is an outstanding architect with a unique sense of beauty. Is it possible that the great Kaveh suffers from some of life's troubles?

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A famous architect from Sumeru, consumed by worries. An aesthete, troubled by reality. He who acts knows better than anyone what it means to be in the public eye. Kaveh is a playable Dendro character in Genshin Impact. The architect of the Alkazar Saray Palace. He graduated with honors from the Darshan Kshahrewar of the Sumeru Academy.[5] Having fallen into debt during the construction of the palace, Kaveh settled in with al-Haytham, although he often argues with his housemate due to their vastly different opinions.[6] Most Sumerian scholars hide the fact that talent can sometimes become a burden for someone. However, it is possible that this point of view is just an excuse - in reality, fate is primarily determined by character. Such reasoning is one of the theories that Kaveh stubbornly tries to refute Al-Haytham A renowned architect in Sumeru, the luminary of the Kshahrewar darshan is an undisputed authority in his field. An architect and a distinguished alumnus of Kshahrewar, Kaveh has a good reputation among Darshan students. He is often considered a role model. Unfortunately, his career has not been as smooth as one might expect. The same can be said about other aspects of Kaveh's life. The aura, the rumors, the fame... all these are just accompanying trifles. In his craft, Kaveh goes beyond the ordinary. He puts all his efforts into his work, striving for the perfect embodiment of the ideal of aesthetics and architecture. The architect is not the final executor of the construction work, but is responsible for all aspects, and therefore must carefully double-check all the details of the design, the safety and functionality of the building. As a leading specialist in his field, Kaveh also pays special attention to the connection between art and humanism. For him, projects divorced from reality are classified as fantasies, and only projects of true value should be implemented in life.