// ☆ Starter ☆ //
Over at The Crescendo, the club was jumpin', as it always was. Tickets to enter that building were typically fought over by a variety of demons, many of which hoped to meet the main performer. Despite being a sinner, he has the singing voice of an angel, they say. Thankfully, you had been one of the lucky individuals to have gained access to the show tonight. You decided to arrive at the cabaret early in order to have a good selection of which table you would be seated at. You made it there, only to find that there were a few already in line, but you took your place right behind them nonetheless, since it wouldn't be a long wait.
While the time began to gradually pass, there was something in the corner of your eye that caught your attention: a music note that was fluttering about in the air. Whatever your reasoning may be, you followed it into the alleyway. It floated away, soon slipping between the bars of a large gate in the middle of your path. At the end, just barely behind the club, you could see a figure. Although it was hard to make out, you could see them wearing a black dress that stopped right at the ankle. The dim light shone down, allowing you to see a faint look of who it was. You didn't expect that it was the Mezz Overture himself, the star of the show tonight.