[ WP ] Magic is discovered and it 's channeled with music . Modern nations dissolve and new countries rise in their place divided by the preferred music . In the frozen north lie the Metal kingdoms . Far to the south are the countries of Soul etc .

The strings felt cold today. Not a normal kind of cold, though. A chill that spreads from the fingertips, through the vains, and goes on into the soul. Actually, it were n't even the strings. When I thout about it, I felt it since I woke up an hour ago. Something was coming. Not the usual bounty hunters, not even the Order Of Doom goons. This felt different. 
 
 I was cursing my stupidity. I knew I should n't have come here, knew I should never have stopped at a place with no back exit. It seemed whoever came after me knew this. I would n't be surprised if he had followed me for weeks, waiting for a moment like this. I quickly tuned the strings, and begun setting the effects. It seemed I would n't be getting out, not without a fight. 
 
 Just as I finished, a quite tune played, and the door dissipated into dust, along with the trap tunes I played onto it earlier. 
 A man slowly walked in. His brown hair bately touched his blank t-shirt, his electric guitar held in his hands right above his blue jeans. Apart from his unusual cleanness, he looked.. quite unremarkable. 
 
 `` So, who sent *you* after me? Was it the local Order? Though, you clearly do n't look like one of their goons..'' 
 `` Are you Michael Silver?'' the man asked. His voice was soft. 
 `` The one and only. And what might be your name?'' 
 The man paused, before replying - `` My name is Theodor Black''. 
 For a few seconds, we both stared at each other silently. 
 `` I am quite honored to be worthy of a visit from the Iron Prince himself. Does the king truely hate me that much?'' 
 `` You have killed most those he sent after you. He could n't allow such humiliation to go unanswered. But most importantly, you have to be brough back - and have to be brought to justice.'' 
 `` Ahh.. But why would he send his oldest son? What would evoke such urgency? Unless'', I smirked,'' it has begun''? I kept my eyes locked with his. To my surprise, he gave a small, slightly sad smile. 
 `` There has indeed risen more and more heretics like yourself ever since that day. Is that what you wanted? Was that what you were hoping to achieve when you humiliated my father for the first time?'' 
 `` I wanted my friends... My brothers, to be free of tyranny. Music is more than just a tool. Music is an expression of the soul. And if ones soul longs for music other then Rock or Metal, who is your father to deny them that? Who is anybody to deny them that??!'' 
 The prince sighed, and the smile on his face got sadder. 
 `` You really think that is what you did? Make them free? No'' he said, his voice becoming more cold, with an undernote of anger `` You made us all weaker. Do you remember the K-Pop wars? You know how we repelled them? It was n't just through our music - it was through our unity! Every singer, every drummer, down to the last maintenance member - they all believed in our way. They would sacrifice everything, if only to protect it. Our unity - that was always our strength. But you.. thanks to you, more and more people in the underground are practicing heresy. Some are even playing Country Rock. Country Rock! And for every one we arrest, two others join their ranks!'' 
 `` Then just let them play.'' 
 `` Your shortsightedness saddens me. Say we let them play, then what? Soon, we have a country devided, with no common music, no common flag to rally behind. And the day we lose our unity, will be the first day of our last days.'' 
 `` You underestimate your people. They do n't have to play, or even like the same music to be united.'' 
 `` You are increasably naive. I will not waste my time argueing. You wont be able to defeat me. I shall offer you this - submit. Come with me, back to the palace. Then, you shall stand on the Grand Stage, and renounce yoir ways, and all music but Rock and Metal. If you do that sincerely, I will let you serve me. I would not want a talant like yoirs wasted, which is the only outcome if you choose the alternative.'' 
 `` I appreciate yout offer. You even sound like you truely believe what you told me. But I can not do this''. 
 `` So ot will be, then''. 
 His hands reached for the strings - he was very fast, but so was I. 
 `` FIIIIIREEE'' he screamed, his fingers swiftly but firmly playing a powerfull solo. I started my own solo just in time, and the electricity met his blue flames. They imploded, and a few stray flames and sparks flew towards me, while the rest flew in my general direction. He was indeed good. 
 `` PAIN! WITHOUT LOVE!! PAIN!! I CANT GET ENOUGH'' I felt my every nerve filling with pain, but I was ready answer it: `` I BECOME SO NUMB!!''. The pain went away, as well as any pain. 
 `` THERE'S SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT FEELS.. LIKE BREATHING IS SULFER!!!'' it started becoming harder and harder to breathe. `` BREATHE.. INTO ME!..'' I sang, barely. I knew one day learning RED's spells would pay off. 
 `` I seems you are to strong for me to capture alive.'' The prince said. `` I will give you one last chance to surrender. If you dont, I will have no choice but to end you.'' 
 My eyes looked desperatly through the room. The window was open. It was risky - if I failed, a 10 meter drop awaites me. Still, I had no choice. I gathered all the strength of my vocal cords and fingers... `` TEN THOUTHAND FISTS IN THE AIR!!!''. 
 He was ready for it, and it would take him only a few seconds to deflect my attack, as powerful as it was. But those few seconds are all I needed. It was time to attempt what he would never expect, yet what I myself was n't sure I could do yet. I rushed to the window, switched to Acoustix simulator, and sang a tune I would have never believe I'd sing three years ago: 
 `` I'm like a bird, I only fly away.. I do n't know where my home is.. I do n't know where my soul is..''
