The Rise of Sigmund the Sorcerer

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

☆The Crystal Tour☆

"You good?" My manager called through my ear piece. "Ready to go?"

"Ja. I'm ready." I replied, getting a final stretch in. I was stood on a platform, just below the stage that was set to rise in a moment. Looking over my shoulder, I smiled as my father approached me, hopping onto the platform.

"This is it!" He grinned. "You made it!"

"I know. Two full months of touring..." I sighed happily. "We did it!"

"No, you did it." He corrected me. "I'm proud of you, son."

I held my arms out to him and he complied, grabbing me in a warm, solid hug. He patted me firmly on the back and pulled away after a moment, setting his hands on my shoulders to get a good look at me. Letting out a deep sigh, he nodded to himself before he spoke up.

"You've prevailed. This is it son. You kept your promise."

I blinked towards what he'd just said as he stepped off the platform. It didn't register immediately. In fact, it wasn't until the platform began to move that his words hit the very core of my soul. Our promise. I'd been so eager to fulfill the promise I'd made to my father when I'd first discovered my abilities as a youth. There was nothing I wanted more at the time than to be just like him. I constantly looked to him for approval to no avail. There was always something more I needed to do and always something I was missing, till now.

"F-Father?!"

He gave me a wave and a gentle smile from where he was stood backstage with the rest of the crew. I saw the look in his eyes, a look I'd never seen before. Facing forward again, I felt myself quickly growing emotional. My eyes had gone wide and my breathing labored as I desperately fought the tears that wanted to stream from my eyes. I gripped my jacket and closed my eyes tightly till a hot spotlight beamed against my skin and the roars of applause filled my ears.

Showtime.

"HALLO NEW YORK CITY~!!! IT'S CHRISTMAS! HOW ARE WE FEELING TONIGHT?!"

When you thought the roars couldn't get any louder, they did. Cameras flashed from all angles as my face appeared on the screens above. You would've never guessed my emotions from the expression on my face. I'd never allow that. I'd become a pro at turning on the performance side of me. I took to the stage as I always did, with my arms outstretched to the crowd before materializing to the very front. Always got them going and tonight was no different.

"LEMME HEAR YOU NEW YORK! YOU'VE BEEN...?"

"DAZZLED~!"

"JA! I LOVE IT~! LET'S DO THIS!"

I think that was my best show. Of all the shows I'd performed over the vast span of the globe, that was my greatest show of all time. The joy in my heart, the magic flowing through from my veins to my hands. There was something about New York that just kept me going. I couldn't see my friends in the crowd, but knowing they were there was all I needed. I was exhausted, but I pulled through over and over. Trick after trick. It felt damn good when it was over and even when I'd finished, I came back out for an encore.

Being the finale to my world tour, fans tossed waves of flowers to me on the stage when the show had come to an end. There was a standing ovation that seemed to go on forever. It was at that exact moment that I finally broke down and cried. I knew I was on a big screen, but I'd just felt so overwhelmingly grateful. This entire tour had been simply unreal when I finally stepped out of myself. It was bittersweet knowing it was over. I grabbed as many flowers and stuffed animals as I could and bowed deeply as the audience continued their applause, which had only elevated when I'd began to cry.