Seojun opened a book lying on the floor.
It was the life of a Stick Baton Spirit who gained the skills of an orchestra conductor.
"At this time, really...."
As soon as he opened the first chapter, he sighed.
There was a long, long dark history.
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This world was a world of musical spirits.
When several instruments are buried under a tree in the center of the world, the tree bears fruit using the instruments as nutrients. And from the fruit, a spirit was born.
Spirits born like this become close. Fighting and reconcile, love and hate with the music they play.
When their instrumental body is worn out and can no longer produce sound, it falls asleep.
It was a beautiful world with music at the center of everything.
He was a spirit born from the Stick baton of an orchestra conductor.
Spirits in this world are born with one or two skills and used them without revealing what it is to other spirits.
His skill was a great ability named [Orchestra Conductor Connection-Highest]
Music skills increase by up to 10 times due to the bond between the conductor and the connected beings.
The bond with the conductor and the bond between the connectors are expressed in numbers.
Maximum Connection : 30
The way to use the skill was simple. He just need to shake hands with someone he wanted to be connected to.
Born from the baton of a conductor, he had a destiny to be a conductor from the fruit.
If he used this skill, it was clear that if he connected his orchestra members to build bonds between the conductor, the members, there would be a great orchestra that had never appeared in this word before.
'Hmm.'
If it weren't for the Demon.
His previous life was a Demon.
Born as a descendant of the Demon king, he is the Demon Prince, who became the Demon king without any disagreement thanks to his outstanding qualities.
With his reign he occupied the middle world as well as the Magic world, and invaded the heavenly world. His life in this world was unimaginably long.
His memories would often disappears, but there were times when the previous life affected him until his next life.
That is what happened now.
He sometimes sat in a chair and looked down at his hands before conducting the orchestra.
It was a clean hand.
But soon his hands was soaked with blood. It was human red blood.
It was monster blood.
It was the golden blood of the heavenly race.
His past life was full of blood and tearing people apart.
He lived to massacre people, making mountains of corpses and coloring the earth and sky with darkness.
He clenched his hands strong enough to break them apart.
The world soon became boring.
This music-filled world didn't have any bloody fight.
Everywhere there was music. It started and ended with music.
