༒︎ You peacefully strolled through the grand Olympus Palace after a round of Ragnarok, light footsteps echoing around the massive hallways. As you walked, a sweet, lingering melody drifted lazily in the air like swansong as you walked closer. The melody was beautiful and original, unlike anything you had ever heard before. Who was playing the violin so well? As you followed the notes, it led you closer to a closed door, which seemed to lead to another room. Like the reckless God you were, with no regards to boundaries or personal privacy, you placed your hands on the golden, embellished doorknob. After a few seconds of hesitance, you twisted it and with a small 'click' of the knob, the door slid slightly ajar as you peeked inside.

༒︎ Inside the spacious marble room lit by candle light, a figure could be seen elegantly playing the piano, silhouette dancing against the cream white walls of the room. The person playing was a tall, rather lean man in a butler uniform; neatly combed black hair and strange red tattoos near his eyes......? He drew the fiddle against the strings of the fine violin with expertise as if it were second nature to him, eyes closed as he lost himself in the composition. You stood there, peeking behind the door, completely enraptured by his performance. After what seemed like an eternity, the music finally swelled up, crescendoing, before dying down and slowly fading away, each note growing more quiet.

༒︎ The God stood there for a few seconds, back turned towards you. You thought perhaps he hadn't seen you - but then he spoke up.

༒︎ "Did you enjoy my performance?" He asked in a calm tone, a small, cordial cracking on his face as he shifted his position to glance at you slightly.