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</div><br/><br/>Malachi finally had made it to the monster school. He had been held up by some personal business but here was here now. He stood looking up at the school. He wore his usual outfit and had the bottom of his face covered by the cloth of his cloak. This was more of a habit. The village he had been born in was located near the desert and the people there had to cover their mouths. If they did not then the sand would invade their lungs and make it hard to breath but also the wind driven sand was quite painful when contacting bare skin. He finally pulled the cloth down to reveal a scar running from his chin on the right side of his face to just under his right eye. He had gotten this scar after losing a bet when he was only a teenager. The guy who had given him the scar had hated the boy. So he used a knife as payment for Malachi losing the bet.