Looking at the soundings of the house, the grass was overgrown, the pollen from trees covered the porch and rails, it was spring after all.
A strange but familiar smell made Sona felt some sort of nostalgia. It was not the house itself, but something in it. With that being said she walked forward.
She reached the front door and tried to open it. It turned but the door won't budge, only then she remembered she had to put in a code to unlock it.
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A Click sound could be heard, letting her know the door was unlocked. These little mechanisms intrigued Sona compared to the bulky massive and loud machines back in runeterra.
As the door opened, Sona could see the place was a bit run down and covered in dust.
She took off her shoes before coming in and closed the door. The silent house felt peaceful, so Sona wandered room to room exploring the place with utmost curiosity, leaving footprints on the dusty floors.
Looking at the pictures hanging on the walls and counters, they were of course Sonia as well as her mom and dad. Sona herself didn't feel as sad as she supposes to be, after all, she was an orphan, to begin with.
But there was a bit of sadness not getting to experience the mother and father love for once.
Sona finally made it to 'her' room. Although she didn't really pry her memories to know more, just looking at the door Sona felt somewhat troubled.
'I knew I was not a delicate child but my god what in the devil was I,' Sona questioned herself even though it was not her but her predecessor. The door was decorated with strange stickers including skulls, signs labeled "Danger" or "Keep out", and as well as dark paint.
If she were to talk to Sonia using this worlds language, she would ask 'are you Emo'? Digging into her mind, Emo's are people who wear all dark for the most part as well have a very dark personality.
On second thought maybe Sonia was goth. Sona paused at the door and imagined something in her mind. She imaged herself wearing a black dress showing skin similar to her original dress, having tattoos on her right shoulder, and then dyed her hair all red like blood.
But this was not the most concerning thing about what she was imagining, it was her Etwahl that had a complete makeover. It was made of steel and had blades showing their edge on both sides of her instrument, and then two long chains dangling down in front. Sona could not help but shudder thinking about it.
Before long she finally opened her door and went into her room, surely enough, it was all black, dark pictures on the walls, and as well had some fake skulls as decoration.
'My god...' Sona did not like 'her' room one bit.
Before she begins to think about remaking her room, she saw a familiar sight.
Sona walked to the window of her room and picked up a guitar. Although she never seen this object before, it did not escape her that it was an instrument.
As a musician, Sona played every instrument that was available that she could get her hands on. She felt that music was something that was a part of her, and something she must perfect.
Using Sonia memories, Sona was able to learn the instrument fairly quickly. Sonia herself actually played many instruments as well. She had her own recording station which she practices, as well as playing music other people created.
Sonia enjoyed many kinds of music, one example of music pieces she enjoys listening to was Tear of the Goddess. She already created recordings of the drums and one other guitar, there was one part left to compete which as another guitar and voice.
Sona guessed this was her latest project that she was working on. Going to her desk, there was the music sheets and lyrics already placed for Tear of the Goddess.
Skimming through both the music piece and lyrics, Sona began to prepare. She went over and found the tape of the original song and began to listen.
After understanding the female voice from listening the first time, she played the music again and followed along with her voice.
Before long, Sona felt she was confident finishing this project in one go. On the recording station, she set a 4-second delay so she can prepare before the music starts from her other instrument recordings.
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With perfect tempo, Sona began to pluck the strings on her guitar instantly, She had already memories her part of the guitar and followed along smoothly.
Shortly after the voice part was about to come up, although Sona still did not like to use her voice, she knew she cant stay mute forever. She took a deep breath.
"The Unknown terror"
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"That stood alone"
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"Passed from the days of the early suns"
'mmhh'
"Through worlds of lost belief"
"Laid waste and buried deep"
"Summoned to be set up to faalllll~"
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"But there's no fear"
"That lives inside this soul~ Ohh yeahhh"
"Inside this world~!"
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Shortly after, Sona finally finished the piece. Although the music style was strange, she did not dislike it. In fact, she could not help but feel somewhat connected to this piece reminding her of runeterra.
After that was done, Sona continued to mess around with the guitar and listen to some of the taps of music that was available. It did not take long for Sona to start feeling hungry. She didn't eat anything for quite some time, probably because she was too distracted.
Before she went downstairs to get some food, she quickly realized, 'I been gone for several months, shouldn't all the food expire?'
Sona's realization dawn on her... what was she going to eat!
...Info...
The Song "Tear of the goddess" is part of the album Grasp of the Undying by PentaKill
Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btSlfXILTkU