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Riyan's POV...
As the morning sun burst through the large, ornate windows of the dining room, a warm, sweet motherly voice pierced the silence, "Good morning, Yan and Liv." The gentle tone was like a soothing balm to my soul, and I felt my heart rate slow down as I responded, "Good morning, Mom." Riya's voice was like music to my ears, and Livia's cheerful reply was the perfect harmony to our morning greeting. The sound of their voices brought me back from my thoughts, and I felt a sense of comfort and belonging.
As we took our seats at the beautifully set table, the aroma of freshly cooked breakfast wafted through the air, teasing my senses and making my stomach growl with anticipation. My mother's warm smile was like a ray of sunshine, and I felt grateful for this moment of peace with my family. "Very well, take a seat and have breakfast," Mom said, her voice dripping with love and care.
As we began to eat, I couldn't help but notice my mother's gaze on me, filled with a mix of concern and curiosity. And then, there was Syra, my so-called sister, whose hostile intent was palpable. Her eyes seemed to bore into my soul, and I could sense her resentment towards me. I knew I had to do something about her, but for now, I had to focus on completing the task of the system. The task was crucial, and I couldn't afford any distractions.
I took a deep breath and shouted out loud, "Mom!" and then added, "I have something important to discuss with you." The room fell silent, and all eyes turned towards me. My mother's curious tone was like a gentle prod, "Yan, what's on your mind?" I took another deep breath and said, "Mom, I aspire to be a singer until the day I get admitted to the academy." The room was stunned, and the expressions on their faces were a mix of shock, disbelief, and amusement.
My mother, in particular, seemed taken aback, and her voice was laced with skepticism, "What did you say, Yan?" I repeated my words, and my mother asked again, "Are you sure about it?" Without a moment's hesitation, I answered, "Yes, I am sure." The room was silent once more, and I could sense the weight of their doubts and uncertainties.
But then, Syra couldn't resist taking a jab at me, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "Do you really think someone like you can sing, let alone become a singer?" I felt a surge of anger and frustration, but I knew better than to act on it. She was far stronger than me, and I didn't want to provoke her any further. I needed to reconcile with her before I could even think of attending the Academy.
With a determined look on my face, I spoke up, "I can prove that I have what it takes to be a singer!" Livia was quick to offer her encouragement, her voice filled with enthusiasm, "Yan, you can do it!" My mother, who was the leader of the strongest guild, watched me carefully, her expression serious as she tried to assess my potential as a singer. Syra, on the other hand, looked at me with a smug expression, as if she had already predicted my failure.
I decided to fight back with a song that always motivated me in tough times. It was "Whatever It Takes" by "Imagine Dragons". As I started singing, my voice grew stronger and more beautiful, filling the room with a majestic melody that captivated everyone's attention.
The lyrics seemed to come alive, and the room was electrified with energy. The rhythm picked up, and the music swelled, causing my fighting spirit to flow out and fill the room. With each note, my voice grew stronger and more powerful, the high tone causing emotions to stir within everyone present. The audience was captivated, their attention fully focused on the performer.
The energy in the room was electric, as my passion and skill lit up the stage and filled the entire dining hall. The song was like a battle cry, and I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins.
I was born to run, I was born for this... Whip, whip... Run me like a racehorse... Pull me like a ripcord... Break me down and build me up...
The sudden stoppage of the song left everyone in a daze. The silent room was filled with the stillness of the servants, maids, Livia, Syra, and Mother, who were all caught up in the moment and remained in a trance-like state until they eventually snapped out of it.
"Yan, did the song come to a conclusion?" said Livia, her face filled with admiration. "Your voice is truly amazing! Who composed this lovely song?" asked Mother, equally impressed. "What is the name of this song? Did you create it?" added Syra, bombarding me with questions that I was happy to answer.
I answered them, "No, I stopped in the middle. I thought this should be enough to prove that I am qualified to be a singer or not." I had written this song (Forgive me, my idols, Imagine Dragons), and the name of the song is "Whatever It Takes". - (How shameless this guy can get, he also copied the name of the original song. Well, can't help, I was one to create him.)
Livia's words were filled with excitement and joy as she exclaimed, "You wrote this song, I didn't know about your this talent!!!" Her happy tone was contagious and brought a smile to everyone's face. My mother also shared in the enthusiasm and complimented me on my singing talent. "Yan, you have great talent for singing," she said with a delighted expression.
Her words were like music to my ears, and I felt proud of my abilities. However, my attention was drawn to Syra, who seemed to be avoiding my gaze. I couldn't help but wonder if she was still embarrassed by the incident where she got slapped in the face. Despite the awkwardness, my mother was supportive and asked me about my plans.
"Okay, I will give finance for your plan, so what is your plan?" she inquired. Her willingness to help me pursue my dreams filled me with hope and excitement for the future. Excitedly, I shared my plans with my mother, "I have finally decided to use this song as my debut song in my upcoming musical video."
My enthusiasm grew as I continued, "I strongly believe that with my talent and the quality of this song, it has the potential to help me gain popularity, especially in the current world where motivation is highly needed." My mother, concerned about the music composing for the song, asked me with a worried tone, "But what about the music composing for the song?"
With a confident smile, I replied, "I have already composed the music for the song." I couldn't help but feel a smug feeling in my entire body, seeing their reaction, but I quickly suppressed it so that I wouldn't show any smug expressions on my face.
Eager to know more, my mother questioned, "When do you plan to release the song?" Without hesitation, I answered, "I'm planning to release it next month, Mom." My eyes sparkled with excitement as I spoke. Assuring me, my mother said, "Okay, we will make arrangements for shooting and recording the music video by tomorrow."
Her words filled me with relief and excitement, knowing that everything was finally falling into place. Riya was aware that Riyan's singing had the power to increase his reputation and influence, and also change people's perception of him. For the sake of her children, Riya was willing to go against the world, and even her emotions were affected by his singing.
After this conversation, we decided to have breakfast. Livia continued to watch me with stars in her eyes, as if I were an idol in her life. Meanwhile, Syra gave awkward and irritated glances. My mother was just giving compliments to me, and I felt grateful for this moment of peace and understanding with my family. ( Riya is Truly a Son-Con )
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Effects : Makes One to have Highest Talent for Anything Related to Music,Songs sung will greatly affect emotions Of the listeners,No Matter how strong they are.
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Next Chapter will be "6. Rise Of the Riyan As Singer".
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Well, Check out "Whatever It takes" By "Imagine Dragons", it is quite good Song.
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