ACT I - Genesis: Where Sound Learns To Bleed

In the dark is a pulse. A pulse in the rumble. It doesn't begin here, it returns. Through the sound of static and the rush of noise. Waiting, as if the universe knew I was gonna come back. Waiting, holding its breath for me. I reach into the darkness and there's nothing, yet everything touches back.

A voice older than silence sighs through me: "You came back." I don't answer. I can't answer. I only breathe and let it surround my mind. Every spark I buried, every memory I shattered, every piece of me that broke apart, every melody I forgot tremors in my chest. The Void doesn't greet me, it never did. It tests me, asks if I'm ready to be seen again. 

Light flickers once, twice - then it dies. But that was enough for the pulse to start again. My heart syncs with the pulse. A kick drum in the dark. I whisper, "Let's do it again." The Void smiles somewhere inside the static, invisible but present, and for a brief moment, the dark feels alive. The eye opens. The Void lingers. It starts again.

ACT I - Genesis: Where Sound Learns To Bleed

BEHO