by Ametsu Kairo
The gray fog that sank over the city devoured not only the sky but every soul beneath it. For Kairo, the world had become a silent prison, crushed under the weight of his two wings: one white as bone, the other burning like an ember. At least until he found that guitar carved from living darkness among the cathedral ruins... This isn’t music. It’s rebellion. This isn’t a story. It’s a rebirth. On this path where Kairo’s “bad times” erupt into blue electricity, he will realize he is not alone. A hope too fragile to touch piano keys. A fury that spits fire with the rhythm of a drum. A past waiting to break free of its chains... In that moment where darkness and light collide, only the strongest melody will survive. Are you ready to join this symphony?
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