Chapter 247: Rat King (5000 words)_2

The performance was like a dream; Inlet had given me a book of secrets, like a musical score; the title "Magic Flute" had been rubbed white from friction.

Inlet, not only a piper, but also a Mystic, a player of the magic flute. His music had the power to control people's minds.

"Why? Inlet, with this kind of power, why do you still endure their mockery?"

"What I want is sincere praise, not the mechanical clapping of puppets. My friend, you are special. I can tell from the sincerity when you play music that you will change your Lokarot, you will change this place devoid of inspiration."

"This is my gift, please take your fervor and perfect your music."

That night, while all the residents of Lokarot were discussing the same bizarre dream, I said goodbye to my teacher.

I had no particular feelings for Lokarot. This city, it seemed like invisible hands were turning us into something we didn't want to be.