The week moves slow, the world’s a grind,
But behind the screen, I shape time.
Notes and maps ignite my core,
Tonight the realms are mine once more.

Through the noise, my focus burns—
For the worlds where fate returns.

The Game Master’s ready—let legends rise!
Roll initiative, hear the battle cries!
The Game Master’s ready—let fate ignite!
Forge the quest in the torchlit night!

Pages rustle, the story wakes,
Heroes march where danger breaks.
Villains loom in shadowed halls,
Tonight, adventure boldly calls.

Through the noise, my focus burns—
For the worlds where fate returns.

The Game Master’s ready—let legends rise!
Roll initiative, hear the battle cries!
The Game Master’s ready—let fate ignite!
Forge the quest in the torchlit night!

I breathe life into every land,
Epic tales flow from my hand!

The Game Master’s ready—let legends rise!
Roll initiative, hear the battle cries!
The Game Master’s ready—let fate ignite!
Forge the quest in the torchlit night!

Worlds unfold when I take the floor—
Raise your dice—let’s play forevermore!

The Game Master is Ready

R.I.P. Captain Dreadbone.

This music was born from the mind of an undead pirate captain, crafted by skeletal hands, refined by the minds of zombies, promoted by vampires, through the use of traditional software and machine learning, leaving no soul behind to claim.