Beatz's beginnings

New Faces... New Friends?

It's a new day in Nibel, and Beatz is sleeping soundly. Even with the glow of the cave on top of him, he still doesn't seem to be bothered.

A sound from the outside, like a rock falling, makes him jolt awake.

Beatz: AHH! I'm up, I'm up... oh, right, no one's here...

He looks around his cave. It is certainly cozier than what it looks from the outside. He could use it as a temporary house, or even a permanent one if he really wants.

But that will be for later, for now he needs to search for a town or village, anything for a bit of spirit-on-spirit interaction, with a nice stretch session, he gets moving around the forest, it still looks as beautiful as ever.

Beatz: Gosh, there truly is nothing around... am I really the only one around this place?

The search goes on, walking in an ever-expanding spiral, 30 minutes have passed, then an hour, 2 hours, 3 hours, 4 hours, 5 hours pass and still nothing...

Beatz feels a sense of dread as he thinks if what he said was true... until he hears some noise, like giggles and shouts from children, he walks toward the sound, finally meeting a hut, where two small creatures are playing catch.

He looks to the two children playing, they seem to have fun, and a sigh of relief comes out seeing that they are in fact spirits, he looks at the house, there is another spirit reading a book, Beatz waves at them.

The spirit reader looks up and acts surprised to see a fellow spirit is around. He motions Beatz to come closer, and Beatz happily obliges.

Beatz: Hello there! Hope I'm not disturbing your peace and reading.

Spirit: Oh, nonsense boy, say you're not from around here, are you?

Beatz: Uh... no? Do I stand out that much?

Spirit: You think much of yourself, don't you? I'm kidding boy, don't frown like that. It's just that in a small community like ours, there aren't many that come around like you.

The spirit points behind the house, Beatz peeks around the house and sees a small community, and the number of people doesn't appear to exceed 20 different people.

Beatz: Oh, Kinda hard to notice that with this small hill, I'll head down there to know the people. Thank you, old man!

Beatz waves the reader spirit goodbye and starts walking downhill.

Spirit: I hope you aren't he sa-

Beatz can't hear the rest of the old man's sentence. He pays no attention to it and starts heading to the village.

Beatz started walking around the village, greeting the locals, some greeting him back, but most deciding to keep their distance. I guess they aren't very friendly to locals.

Beatz keeps walking around when he hears someone singing a beautiful melody, at once he approaches the singing voice, seeing a small group of young spirits gathered around a spirit sit on a rock, with a Robin Hood hat and a guitar on his hands, it looks like he just finished singing a song to the crowd, which they cheer, some chanting his name... Canfatia?

Canfatia: Thank you, thank you, now how about we recite some of my old songs, how about that?

The crowd cheers aloud, excited to hear him sing once more, Beatz stays at hearing distance, yet far away from the crowd surrounding Canfatia. He gets comfortable, resting on a house's wall, and Canfatia adjusts his guitar and clears his throat. He starts singing...

"The shadow of the forbidden melody creeps across your floor,

Go lock up all your children, and paint blood upon your door,