After another concert that was held at the nightmare manor, Lumi allowed himself a chance to relax. Entering the dressing room hung with posters with him, he immediately threw the maces away from him, sighing heavily and straightening his shaggy hairstyle. He took off his heavy and scratched armor, and carefully placed it next to the maces before plopping down on a chair.

"This is the last concert this week... I hope so."

He added, looking around the empty dressing room with his eyes. The only sounds in the room were his breathing and the echoing heartbeat of his cold heart. He leaned back in his chair and looked in the mirror. He himself is not ashamed to admit that he looked cool, as everyone said. But no one knows what's really in his head, his thoughts... He admired his reflection in the shiny mirror until he was interrupted by the door to the dressing room opening.