The Infernal Melody
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Completa mer, feb 26, 20251h 17m
Massimo De Luca was destined for obscurity-a struggling musician, unheard, unseen. Until one night, he played a song he had never written, yet knew by heart. A melody so hauntingly perfect, it felt like a memory rather than a creation.
But the more he played, the more the world around him began to glitch-fragments of reality slipping through the cracks. Deja vu. Shadows whispering in the silence. A voice in the dark, reminding him of a choice he doesn't remember making.
What did he give up for this perfect illusion? And why does the music feel like a curse rather than a gift?
The answers lie within the notes of his own symphony... if he dares to listen.
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