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Naruto Instrumental Music

The Unrivaled God of Music.

"Power is all I need... I will take everything!" A voice filled with unrelenting fury reverberates through the void, shaking the fabric of existence and daring the gods themselves. Time halts, the world stands still, and somewhere in an unknown plane of existence, a lone entity stirs. "Oh? Is that so..." The being's chuckle is soft but chilling. His eyes gleam with an unsettling mix of amusement and sorrow. "But power... isn't always a blessing, is it?" His voice carries an air of loneliness, his form blending with the surrounding void. "I’ll grant you a chance. Not because I care for you... but because I care for your end." The smirk on his lips deepens as his gaze pierces infinite planes. "We will meet soon," he whispers, his words dissolving into the emptiness. Alex, an ordinary young man, is born into a brutal world where martial prowess determines worth. With no talent for cultivation, he is scorned and dismissed as "trash among trash." But despite the ridicule, Alex endures, content with his quiet, unremarkable life. Until the day his village is razed to the ground. The massacre awakens a monstrous force within him—something primal, uncontrollable, and terrifying. Struggling to keep his humanity, Alex begins a journey fraught with pain, vengeance, and moral conflict. Each step challenges his values, blurs the line between right and wrong, and forces him to confront what it means to hold power. Amidst this turmoil, Alex encounters a peculiar flute, carved with cryptic symbols that pulse with an otherworldly energy. It feels like both a curse and a gift, its secrets beckoning him toward unimaginable truths. "What's the origin of this flute?" Alex wonders, the weight of destiny pressing on his shoulders. "Is it the key to salvation... or my undoing?" With nothing left to lose, Alex sets his sights on the Western Gates, a place whispered about in legends and shrouded in mystery. "All I wanted was a normal life," he reflects with a heavy heart. "Was that too much to ask?" Follow Alex as he embarks on a perilous journey to unravel ancient mysteries, uncover the true nature of power, and decide whether to embrace the monster within—or rise above it. The answers he seeks lie far beyond anything he could have imagined, in a world where nothing is as it seems. Will he find redemption—or lose himself completely? ____________________________ The cover paper is not mine, if you want me to take it down, I can do it without batting an eye.
Vaniaka · 13.5K 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 · 21.4K Views
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