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Sad Classical Music

Sadness: only people looking for a happy ending

A female S-class hunter suddenly came to the association coordinator's room, Mr. Raymond only glanced at her and continued reading the important documents in front of him. feeling ignored, the hunter snapped at the association coordinator's desk, of course it was still fairly quiet by hunter standards. “What is it hunter Aveline?” “You know me, coordinator? If you know me, why are you ignoring me? I'm an S-class hunter, coordinator!” snapped Aveline. “Of course I know you hunter Aveline, but didn't you make an appointment first? I'm busy, so get out of here” “Please just this once, coordinator, you're the only one I can trust.” for the first time Aveline lowered her famously high self-esteem. “So what is hunter Aveline?” “It might be hard to believe, coordinator” Aveline was hesitant if the decision she made was the right one. Because according to her memories Raymond was a good person, when the world was nearing its end. “Just say it, I don't have much time” Raymond waited for Aveline's answer, hoping that something serious had happened. “I'm a returner!” “Yeah? What the hell Aveline do you think the world is a novel? Get out, I don't have time to talk about things like that” “Wait a minute, I really am a returner, coordinator” “Yes, yes there are many hunters who do that here too, talking about being a returner but it turns out it's just a joke” “But I'm right, coordinator...” “No, get out of my room hunter Aveline.” “But...” “I'm busy” “Alright, I'll come next time.” “Please don't come again.”
Qamara_Qaddar · 678 Views

The Rhapsody's reborn

A young man found himself on a hill. This place was new to him there were no bill boards, highways, huge skyscrapers etc. instead there was beautiful land filled with flowers, roaming animals, bright green grass and beautiful forests. But He was lost, baffled on where he might be as he remembered what happened to him. He was killed cornered by the authorities by his acts but... As soon as his vision faded to black he had woken up on an unfamiliar land on a hill. Looking down he saw a city surrounded by walls with a huge castle on the middle. It was full of small buildings and houses. It was very lively but before he could travel to this beautiful area he began to remember what led him to this very moment. In a world where most people have moved on from the past, embracing the modern era, one man stands apart. John Miller, a lover of simpler times, cherishes the music of the past. His favorite songs, classics like "Bohemian Rhapsody," "Delilah," "Stairway to Heaven," "Hotel California," and "My Way" are to him, treasures that must be protected. As society forgets these old melodies, John grows increasingly bitter. He despises modern music, viewing it as a stain on the legacy of his beloved classics. This hatred drives him to a dark path. Known as the "Rhapsody Reaper," John begins a campaign of terror, targeting those he believes are corrupting the purity of old music. Each murder is a ritual, accompanied by the songs he holds dear, bringing him twisted joy. John's reign of terror finally ends when he is cornered and killed by the authorities. But death is not the end for John. He finds himself in a new world, given another chance at life. However, one thing remains unchanged—his obsessive love for the past and his violent tendencies. As John navigates this new world, he grins as he struggles to suppress his old habits, which threaten to surface once more.
Pog_Gers_0941 · 833 Views

[BL] The Musical Prince and his Mortal God

A Prince who yearns to be great and a God who desires to become nothing. *** Tragedy befalls the island of Salyras every fifteen years. When Prince Nevian’s compelling music does nothing to prevent his island and people from sinking, he wonders what his passionate ability is useful for. He drifts for two days across a wild sea and washes upon an island of monsters. Despite being delirious from hunger and grief, he manages to produce one last song to save a man from the snares of a menacing creature. Nevian is surprised when he lives and is greeted by the man he saved. An honest-spoken individual named Aestos, who has otherworldly abilities that grant him the title and prestige of a God. Prestige he never asked for. Fascinated by Nevian’s music, Aestos requests that the Prince accompany him to retrieve a fabled sword that would strip him of his supernatural strengths and grant him the ability to live as a simple man. Aestos relies on Nevian’s enchanting songs, unable to prevent himself from also becoming bewitched. And despite being unsure of the long journey ahead, Nevian puts his faith in the man and agrees to help, believing if his music is truly destined for anything remarkable, now is the time to test it. ------------ [ Excerpt: ] I leaned and kissed Aestos’ face. He swiveled his head—rapidly—and our noses brushed. I laughed tiredly. “What is with that reaction, friend?” His face tightened. But he was not upset. He wore the countenance of a delighted man who feigned confusion because it was comfortable not to recognize what some actions meant. “You are always touching me. Every hour, a hand of yours reaches for me. Why?” he asked. I felt bashful, although confessions came naturally to me. “You must understand by now.” “I am trying to,” he answered sincerely, and he spread his fingers over his chest. “Because here, I feel something I am not used to. Whenever you touch me.” I smiled softly. “You feel your heart.” “I feel more than that.” “Does it frighten you?” He pondered over it while holding my gaze. “I don’t want it to.” I stole his other hand and held it against my chest to let him feel the music of my heart. “Do you feel the rhythm?” His eyes fell to where he held me. “I do not need to feel it,” he murmured. “I hear every time it changes.” I adored him with an enthusiastic smile. “Your ears are extraordinary, and you notice when affection drums in my chest. For you, Aestos. Because you are becoming someone special to me.” ------------ A story about love, destiny, (some) mythological creatures, music, magic, family, and tragedy. Takes on minor themes of historical Greek mythology & culture. [ This story centers affectionate friendships between men. BL tag for bromance. ]
_Haven · 19.8K Views

The Unrivaled God of Music.

“Am so weak! I want power!¬ – I want everything!!!…” a voice filled with resentment was heard in the world, carrying a terrifying power behind it…as if challenging every god in existence. In that moment there was perfect silence as if everything was frozen in time and yet somewhere far away-in unknown plane of existence, a being stood with interest dancing in his eyes… “ Ooh really…” chuckling between his breath, “but power isn’t something good is it…” there was a lonely atmosphere around this entity, “I will give you a chance…all I care about is your end.” Smirking with interest and expectation at the same time. His gaze fixed on the faraway expanse of infinite planes. “we will meet soon…” The words seemed to merge perfectly with the void as the entity melted away in space. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Alex a weak and ordinary human born with no talent to practice martial arts was forced to face the cruelty of his world. He was referred to as trash of the trash, and surprisingly he was okay with that… Until his whole village was gruesomely annihilated. This awakened something in him, something abominable that should have been kept in chains… Alex struggles to keep his human side while not becoming something else... It has left him questioning everything else, his morals, and values. In the end, what will become of him?... ‘What's the origin of this weird flute?...is it a gift?”Alex thought with a questioning gaze while observing the strange object decorated with mysterious patterns. A solemn look painted all over his face,’ All I wanted was a normal life, was it too much to ask’. There was a lonely look on his face while he stared at a distance as if expecting a reply … “forget it, I will search for the western gates…”He declared with resolve. Follow his journey as he uncovers mysteries beyond his imagination, learning that there is more to it than meets the eye… ____________________________ The cover paper is not mine, if you want me to take it down, I can do it without batting an eye.
Vaniaka · 12.4K Views

Musikleben

In the heart of Vienna, where the echoes of classical melodies danced through the air, lived a modern musician named Benjamin O'Connor. Benjamin was a prodigious talent in the contemporary music scene, seamlessly blending electronic beats with soulful melodies. Little did he know that his life was about to take an extraordinary turn. One evening, as Benjamin prepared for a groundbreaking performance in the vibrant city, a mysterious force enveloped him. Colors twisted and sounds blurred, transporting him through the fabric of time. Suddenly, he found himself in an era untouched by synthesizers and digital harmonies. It was the year 1741, the time when Joseph II of the Holy Roman Empire was born. Confused and disoriented, Benjamin took in the unfamiliar surroundings. The air was filled with the scent of horse-drawn carriages, and the cobblestone streets echoed with the clatter of footsteps in traditional attire. The towering structures of Vienna looked different, as if frozen in a historical painting. As Benjamin grappled with the reality of his situation, he soon realized that he was no longer in the 21st century. Panic and awe intertwined within him, but his musician's spirit prevailed. Rather than succumbing to the strangeness of the past, he saw an opportunity to explore a world where musical notes were written with quills, not keyboards. In the midst of this historical epoch, Benjamin navigated the winding alleys and grand palaces of Vienna, eager to understand the musical landscape of the 18th century. He discovered the Baroque elegance of orchestral compositions and the intricate craftsmanship of harpsichords. The streets resonated with the melodies of Mozart and Haydn, composers who were yet to be born in his original timeline. Joseph II, the future ruler of the Holy Roman Empire, was still a child, oblivious to the visitor from another time. Benjamin observed the society of the period, marveling at the cultural richness and the strict etiquette that governed daily life. As he adapted to the customs of the era, he became a musical sojourner, merging his avant-garde sensibilities with the classical tapestry of the past. Word of the mysterious musician spread through Vienna like wildfire. Aristocrats and commoners alike flocked to witness Benjamin's unorthodox performances, where the clash of eras created a symphony that transcended time itself. His music became a bridge between epochs, a testament to the timeless power of artistic expression. As Benjamin immersed himself in this unfamiliar world, he also grappled with the challenges of existing in a time where his very existence defied explanation. Yet, through the challenges, he found unexpected allies among the musicians and patrons who recognized the magic in his music. Little did Benjamin know that his journey through time would not only leave an indelible mark on the pages of history but also reshape his own understanding of music and humanity. In the crucible of the past, a modern musician discovered that the language of melody could transcend the boundaries of time, connecting hearts across centuries. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=itv32xH5rM4&ab_channel=Audinity-Topic) Please play this as this is my feelings why I started to write this novel.
Cherdenko1 · 28.3K Views
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