《Symphony of Dirge》 Prologue of his madness The sounds of instruments being used in unison, the sound of applause for the work I was famous for. It was indeed intoxicating and I knew no other flavor for everyone called me a genius, a person to watch for he was making strides that no one else will ever make. I was the genius they called me, I was the savior of music, I was the final bastion of spectacular music that had left everyone speechless! They Adored me I was a star in their eyes, a man to be looked up to! So why? Why is everyone so frustrating? Why does everyone no longer look at me, why does no one acknowledge me WHY..Why..why? Why can no one understand that this world was made for me?! That the Ignoramuses had bowed their heads to me and thanked me for enlightening their lives with my music! What happened to that, HELL Why should I even compose for the peasants that can''t understand the true meaning of my music?! They should all be thanking me for after all I don¡¯t need to even go out of my way to show them my masterpieces! They are all so selfish, they whined and whined about wanting me to play for them. The once I do they toss me to the side like garbage! Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road. Now they call me MAD, they call me psychopathic and unhinged! What they do not understand is that they are nothing more than pawns in my story, the world that I had created, that I have composed!! Now those sycophants take away my stage, my musicians and my notes. Hell, they even took away my voice and now I was left with nothing and I know those shadows are closing even deeper and soon I Know I will be swallowed by them but why should I care!! They Whisper in my ears all the sweet words that those morons used to tell me and why shouldn¡¯t I listen after all those words were meant for me! I should¡­ -Hahahahahahahahaha- No, I meant we should see how far people are willing to go, how much they want to hear my sound, my music, my soul! And they Will Hear it even if they do not want to. For this world is meant to be mine, all mine, all mine, all fucking mine!!!!! -Hahahahahahahahahaha- They will finally hear the symphony they have all been waiting for! Those fools will hear my DRAMATIC, sad, MAD Dirge Syphony! -Hahahahaha- The Start of it all It was on a cold night in January at the Boston symphony hall, where I conducted the symphony of my life. The people gathered and took their seats and curtains raised showing off the polished instruments and freshly pressed suits and dresses of the musicians. The show began slowly and quickly picked up and by the middle of the concert all in attendance became enraptured by the music. They were all at the edge of their seats all crying with joyous tears. I was in heaven as I conducted it all and the sensation that I loved began to overcome me. The feeling that with each flick of my wrist the people''s emotions were to follow, with every sway of my hand their joy increased and with every flick of my wrist their sadness followed. This went on for several hours and with each minute I felt more elated than the seconds passing. But as with all things the concert finally ended and I finally turned from my musicians and turned towards the crowd and bowed. Their cheers and applause showered me when I headed for the backstage of the hall where everyone was getting ready to pack up and leave. I also tried to do the same when I was approached by a tall man with brown hair and a trimmed beard. ¡°Hey, Mr. Urisk, can I have a word with you!¡± the tall man spoke. The Brazenness of the man unsettled the man called Urisk and he was quick to ignore the man but the tall brazen man refused to quit. He followed Urisk down the hall sorting through stage hands packing up the concert all the while yelling ¡°Please, Mr. Urisk, please just wait and talk with me!¡± Yet Urisk kept ignoring him and kept walking forward towards the changing room that was reserved for him. But as Urisk reached the door and began to open it the Tall man slammed it shut looking directly at Urisk saying ¡°Please, I won¡¯t bother you anymore but give this some thought.'''' The tall man handed Urisk a card and on it were details of the tall man¡¯s job. Urisk opened the door, quickly entered and then shut it. He looked at the business card that the man had just given him. ¡°So that rude man¡¯s name is Kent Black.¡± Urisk tossed the card onto the counter refusing to look at it anymore and went to the mirror which showed a plain man with average looks and brown eyes and hair and began to undress revealing scars all over his body and then began to dress, hiding those scars behind normal everyday clothes. If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it. He grabbed his things, even the business card and walked out of the dressing room and began to leave the concert hall. He walked down the hall and with most of the preparations for leaving done the stage hands began to all give him compliments as he left the building. He got in his car and left for his apartment which happened to be in the same city and as he drove he saw billboards all advertising his concert. What could the man say as he drove down highways feeling giddy that everyone loved his work but eventually the man arrived at his apartment building where he was staying. Walked into the building and into the elevator and imputed the code to the building and finally picked his floor, the penthouse. He walked into his home and tossed all his own belongings towards the kitchen counter, sat down on his couch and closed his eyes. The concert that he loved took quite an endurance toll on him because he passed out quite quickly all alone in his apartment.