(Part three final)

Hearing the silly Roxy being playful was enough for him to start playing with renowned vigour.

~Dang~Dang~

The moment C started to play a dark and sombre melody engulf the room. He didn't notice this as he was with his eyes closed.

For a second Roxy thought that he was going to play a sad song again.

But as he kept playing the tempo of the song started to accelerate, now instead of a sombre melody, it was one of impatience.

Roxy started to imagine herself every time she came to the hospital waiting for news about C's sickness.

As the song continued the sombre melody started to increase. Faster and faster.

And, as the song increased in speed, a new melody was appearing. As a race, the new and brighter melody kept going until it was now in front.

As C keep playing, the new and brighter notes, were on the front. While the impatient ones were being left behind by the bright tunes.

The clash of these two melodies, Bright and dark. Were giving the Listeners the image of a family waiting for a new member.

A new Melody was starting to be born.

Roxy's image changed. This time, she could imagine a hospital room, but instead of waiting for bad news, she was waiting for good ones.

As the song become more lively and the dark mood was being drowned, she understood that she was waiting for a new life.

Suddenly the song changed again.

This time the notes were piercing, a sort of wailing.

The listener could also feel it.

The pain of giving birth was being played by music and as if someone suddenly switch off the music, the sound disappear.

C on the other hand started to softly tap the keyboard making a mute sound.

~thud thud~thud thud~

The Listener understood. It was the sound of a heartbeat.

A new life has come into the world and C, as if a parent himself, started to welcome him with a new melody.

This one of warmth and comfort that only a being full of love could give to another.

Roxy who understood the pain of losing her family just like C started to tear up.

The warmth of the music makes the stream viewers feel cherished as if the song was whispering 'You are all that matters.'

The song continued, the warmth of the tune kept being played with his right hand while the left one started to become playful.

The listeners could imagine.

The child was growing up and now imagination and curiosity were rampant.

Every couple of seconds the tempo would change.

Making the piano sound like a jazz improvisation instead of the classical feel of the start.

This time Roxy could feel herself being a child, playing, asking questions and exploring with C always at her side.

For a minute she feel the adventure and relaxing life that came with being a child.

As the song keep going, the warm sound was being drowned by curiosity.

At some point, the warmth and love of the family had disappeared into the background and now the child only had recklessness inside.

The song accelerated. The curiosity of the melody picked at his maximum. It was quick, going up. Reckless.

It was at this moment that deep and dark chords started to appear.

Like a monster getting closer to his prey.

Roxy close her eyes, she understood what was happening.

And like how she predicted the song abruptly changed.

The black chords had reached. And the kid had fallen to the ground, he was in pain, the family was anxious and bothered by it. The sparkling Jazz was now like an elevator song.

The ones that emanated with fake happiness and tranquillity. Af is telling the listener to just keep waiting, that everything was going to be okey.

Roxy understood. How did she not? This day—when they were eight years old— was one of the worst days for the both of them.

C had fallen and broken his arms. This should have been a normal thing with kids running around. Those scars were the ones that were filled with laughter and good memories.

But for the two of them, it was only the beginning of a nightmare.

Roxy kept listing while grabbing the table tingly.

She was waiting for the doctors to tell the family that C needed to be kept in the hospital…but, like a new path in front of her it didn't happen.

This time the jazz appeared again, it was slower, more careful, less convoluted it had matured and kept living.

Roxy opened her eyes wide and looked at C while thinking 'He really change it.'

The music keeps going for 10 minutes already.

The audience saw themselves in this new childhood. For those who didn't have it, they could get lost in it, while asking themselves, what if?.

While those that have it were reminiscing of past and more innocent days.

As the song progressed and reached the teen years, the sound of jazz transitioned into more trendy sounds.

Pop, Salsa, Metal, Rock, Hip Hop, Classical, ballads… the teen was now discovering itself.

Hate, anger, happiness, sadness, love.

Every genre that the piano connected seemingly effortless was like the hormones of their teen years.

This went on until the melody started to darken again.

The boy was now an adult and with it, the weight of white and black keys could be felt.

At one point the sound of his childhood appears again. One hand lost himself while the other one happier and almost rude was chasing him.

Roxy knew that it was the two of them, she could feel it in her chest—Making her look at him with a really sad gaze.

As the rest of the viewers keep listening.

C was having a very introspective moment.

This song had been a Gian 'What If' plastered on his face. Especially now, that he was starting to play a wedding song. Roxy would probably hate him for doing it the day after she had accepted a marriage proposal.

But it was his last day on earth he at least wanted to confess to someone one time.

And he was enjoying every second of it.

The song continued.

Sound of a Marriage Ceremony. Dancing. And more mechanical sounds could be heard. Again, playfully and curios notes started to appear.

The song continued. This sound sounded murked. Slower and tired.

The adult that had lived life now was getting closer to the end and just like he had composed it inside his head, the music changed again.

Classical started again, just like in the beginning.

This time the darker tunes felt refined as if they needed to be there and just like that C stopped playing.

The finish of the song felt rushed. Even for him, but that was life right?

And it wasn't his last song.

He had one that couldn't finish for the past month.

And might Roxy forbid him, but if that darkroom was the afterlife...he at least wanted a good song for his journey to eternity.

While stoping C spoke towards the microphone, "Epitaph of the Bedridden, first and the second part"

He started to play his last song.

Now that he had lived for the first time the 'Darkroom song' could finally be completed inside his head.

He needed to play it.

A song to great death.

So, without stopping and with the last force in his finger he started playing again.

The sombre and dark melody appears again.

And like the call of the ripper everyone who listen had a chill pass through the body.

Roxy wanted to stop him. But looking better at him she could see that even his thin arms were trembling.

He was leaving her.

And the worst of all is that he looked in a lot of pain while doing so. If the last song was a what-if and a cry for happiness, this one was full of regrets and sadness. Like a dog hiding to die in peace. C was saying his greetings towards death too.

C kept playing, his fingers hurting and twitching. But not a single mistake was being made.

He could feel the room getting darker. And his senses disappearing.

He was playing with his will alone.

To finish his real masterpiece.

A second later his senses finally dissolved into nothing.

He didn't know if he was still playing.

He thought that he was because it was the first time he felt pain inside the room. Something that had never happened inside the room…space?

He kept calling this black space darkroom but honestly, it was so dark that he couldn't see anything.

Maybe he was outside?

As he keeps thinking useless things the pain in his finger disappears.

This made him frown and say out loud, "I died?"

"You played for one whole minute after death…even for me that was badass"

Hearing a voice C looked around, but again he couldn't see anything.

"Are you god?"

The voice chuckle makes C feel chills on his body. Or what he thought was his body. He couldn't feel anything.

He didn't even know if what he heard was even a sound.

"I'm Death! And a fan of you!"

Hearing this he didn't know what to say.

He had known some fans of him, ironic enough he was part of Make A Wish Foundation and had a lot of them coming to visit him or even hospitalized on the same floor.

But even with being used to the irony of soon to be dead patients wanting to see another dying patient as a wish...

He didn't know how to respond to this.

"Hooo don't be shy, that last song of yours how is it called?"

He twitched his mouth, or what he thought was his mouth. He still couldn't see or feel anything.

"The name was Darkroom…but now it sounds laking….what about Death Embrace?"

The black space becomes silent for a couple of seconds.

"That's awful! I don't have a body! I can't embrace anyone!"

"Sorry, but I can't think of anything right now…"

"I prefer Darkroom, is a little cringe but it works. Did you know that most people think that this is a Darkroom when they die?

"Anyway! I have a deal for you!"

Hearing this C's weebs sixth sense started to blink.

'Maybe a reincarnation protagonist moment?'

"You can wish for anything"

"What do you want?" Heck!, he wasn't to accept without asking. He had read enough light novels to know where this was going.

"As I said, I'm a fan of yours! I want your song! Darkroom, to be the first song people heard when they died!"

After listening to what Death say he was…he didn't know what he was.

Honestly, he was going to make his greatest song into the most hated one in the world…and the universe too! Maybe the multiverse!

He didn't like that.

But! He didn't have any need for the song, he was dead after all.

"Sure, is not like I have anything useful for it….Hey!" —"What?"—"Is there something after death? Or do people just live in here?"

"Reincarnation circle! You are sent into the pond of souls and after looking at your—"

"DEATH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"

"M-mom!? What are you doing here?"

"You brat! Come work right now before I send you with your uncle Ares!"

"Haaaa! No uncle Ares! His dog poops too much!"

"Then keep working and stop bothering the mortals!"

C could feel the imaginary shoulders of Death dropping at this moment making him chuckle out loud.

"Sorry C, but I need to go to work. Do we have a deal?"

He nodded his head in response.

"Good, what do you want?"

"I want to go back in time and not be sick!"

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"Sorry…not possible…you just wish for the only thing that can't be…I can send you to your world but while we were talking a million years already passed…Is not that bad though there is a spaceship and cool laser thingy's"

His shoulder dropped after hearing this….he didn't know what he wanted….

"Make Roxy happy?"

"Wishing things for a loved one is always good…but she is going to be happy you know? She had a son called Sebastian in your honour, and two cute daughters that became famous musicians thanks to your last song"

Hearing this he cheer a little. Knowing that the only person that he loved was going to be happy was great enough as it is. But now, he needed to think about a new wish…

Reincarnation? Transmigration?. He didn't like the idea of going around the multiverse fighting and sh#t. He had been in pain all his life so a child's life doing music was the best…

"I need to go! What about this…"

*poof*

Suddenly the darkroom changed into a normal-looking park.

There was green grass, a sandpit, dog poop and everything.

In front of him, there was a pale bone skinned guy with a black hood. He looked just like any cliche representation of death out there, This made C frown a little, "You say that you didn't have a body to embrace people!"

Hearing this Death looked pointedly at him, "I'm Death! I can't go around hugging people! That's not badass enough!"

He thought that it was fair enough, he was Death after all.

The next moment Death appears in front of him with a paper and a pen.

And started asking questions:

What type of world do you want to be in? "

"Anime"

"Do you want to fight super-powered villains and save the princes? "

"Hell no!"

"A world with magic? "

"No thanks!"

"Do you mind if I chose the world? "

"Don't care"

"Do you want any cheat?"

"Sure?"

"Can I choose it? Is going to be cool and not bring magic into your world!"

"Sure…"

"Something really important for you?…apart from music."

"Internet? Food?"

"Do you mind changing sex? "

"I DO MIND!"

"Do you prefer a buff macho man or skinny girly type?"

"Normal please!"

"Don't worry I will make you normally hot! The last question, do you want to be born again? "

"Can I choose at what age to have my memories back?"

"Sure!

"17, please! I want to live the high school senior life!"

"Hahahah. Great. You are ready to go!"

As death finished speaking the park started to become black again.

Meanwhile, C was starting to pass out, but before he could, he heard the voice of Death. "Your world was going to be kinda boring so It will have some special energy in it not much! But enough to make the world interesting. Don't worry I will give you a starter park! I was the one to invent them in the first place Hahahaha!"

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Author notes:

Well, that was the first chapter of the novel. A couple of things to note before you keep reading.

This novel will not have any magic, gods or things like that. The power cap is Yujiro Hanma and Jin Taejin (Grandpa of Jin Mori in God of high school). Yes, expect to have Kengan Ashura, God of high school and Baki in the same world. Plus any random martial artist that I might like. If you have any recommendations I'm all ready for it.

That in itself is a pretty high-level cap. One could stop an earthquake with a stomp and the other could blow a mountain with a kick. But no special energy powers. Only manliness and the power of genetics.

Another thing is that this world will have 'Anime physics'. Especially, Anime effects. Like when someone eats good food and is transported into his imagination. Or a blood lust or sports players entering the zone, Or looking at a picture and being transported inside. Or listening to a song seeing weird visual effects. All of this is part of this anime world and is called:

Visual Energy and Fantasy Visual.

This is, after all, a story about the Art business.

There won't be a harem and the heroine is already selected. I'm telling this spoiler because as an anime mash-up there is going to be a lot of premium waifus and I don't want you weebs to have hopes up. Sorry If I write a harem the story will be too slow for my like.

I'm not good at proofreading. But I'm trying my best. Sorry if there is any mistake.

If you have any Music band, music producer, writer, composer, fashion designer, that was active in 2010 tell me and I might put them in the story. I might change the dates of some artists to fit the story. Just no put a Bach in there.

This is a parallel world and I keep my rights to make artists disappear so I can plunder everything on my way. I'm serious. I'm an avid fan of Creed's business model.

I think that the note is too long already. The next chapters are going to be uploaded after a couple of days.

Some novels that inspire me: I'm really a super start, Alexander Creed, Akikan40 novels, God of music, Become a Star, Top Management, Super Stars of Tomorrow, God's Song, Entertainment Life With a Camera, I have a Mansion in the apocalyptic World, I found a Planet, etc.