The concert came to an end, and it was time to go backstage. Atlas made his grand departure, doing a flashy riff on his guitar before bowing to the crowd. The adrenaline still coursing through his veins as he made his way backstage. With the sounds of the crowd still cheering, it further boosted the lead singer’s ego. Amongst the staff he passed, he saw his manager towards the back wall. He waved arrogantly at them, raising his voice a bit as he walked their way.

“Yo! Was I good out there?”