Outlaw Seraphrim, hailing from Cincinnati, Ohio, brings a unique blend of raw emotion, lyrical prowess, and captivating storytelling to the hip-hop scene. Their background is a tapestry woven with threads of struggle, resilience, and artistic exploration. Known as a lyrical assassin and a battle rapper, Outlaw Seraphrim has made a mark in the music scene with powerful tracks.

Born into a world where adversity was their constant companion, Outlaw Seraphrim found solace in music. Their journey began in the gritty streets, where life’s trials forged their lyrical sword. They honed their craft, drawing inspiration from the struggles of everyday people, the pain of loss, and the fire of ambition.

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My name is Zhara Sylbrussyne al Khalidi, and I was born in Syria. I grew up in Damascus, a city that was once full of life but was torn apart by war. In 2015, after airstrikes devastated my home, my family made the difficult decision to leave. I lost both of my younger brothers during the attacks, and it became clear that staying wasn’t an option. In 2020, when I was 13, my parents and I moved to Scotland, where we’ve been rebuilding our lives ever since.

Moving to Scotland was a major shift for me:  new language, new culture, but also a chance to start over. I’ve found comfort in the landscapes and the kindness of people here, but my heart is still connected to the memories of home, even the painful ones. Scotland has given me the space to process what happened and express myself in new ways, but Syria will always be a part of me.

My experiences have shaped the way I see the world, and they’ve taught me that no matter how far we go, we carry our past with us. In everything I do, I try to honor both the life I had and the new one I’m building. For me, it’s about finding balance , between grief and hope, between what was and what can be.

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808celebrity is a rising artist from Honolulu, Hawaii, known for catchy tunes and relatable stories. Starting young with writing and freestyle rapping, he draws inspiration from personal experiences. Versatile in style from hip-hop to punk rock, and reggae, 808celebrity maintains a consistent brand. Despite being new, he's won a national online competition and been featured in Coast 2 Coast magazine. He aims to positively influence society through his music.

Ladat, born Ladislav Tesar, is Litomerice (Czech republic) native, body and soul, who writes and composes his music in Chatel-St-Denis, Switzerland. Ladat is not a band in the true sense of the word, but rather a musical project that emerged in 2019 as an escape from reality, because things go better with music.

Ladat's musical odyssey defies conventional labels and freely blends elements of rock, folk, country, and jazz into a rich and genre-bending style that invites listeners to explore the diverse spectrum of influences that shape his emotional and diverse compositions.
As an experienced composer and lyricist, Ladat weaves stories that deeply resonate with audiences and offers a captivating and immersive musical experience, where each song is an expression of boundless passion, creativity, and an unapologetic celebration of musical diversity.

Since 2021, Ladat has been collaborating freely with the Slovenian A7 Recording Studio and musicians around guitarist and drummer Blaž Pavšič, such as Uroš Mohorič (guitar), Gregor Alič aka Hanson or Peter Beznec (bass), and singers Anton Premec, Kristina Jelić, Maja Štebih, Hana Pavšič or Oliver Neff aka Titanic Jack.

The Italian DJ, from Foligno to be precise, after having attended the DJ Academy professional school at the beginning, began to take his first steps in the console until he became a resident in the main clubs of his region.
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Keen observer of the Italian and international music scene, with an almost obsessive attention to the search for new sounds to experiment with, his style it evolves between evenings and DJ sets that encompass forty years of musical history, passing from the mother of all dance music, namely disco music, up to house, varying in funk & soul, deep house and electronics.
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Kik Science is a bass-driven music project blending elements of drum and bass, dubstep, progressive and electronic experimentation. Known for its deep, immersive soundscapes and heavy beats, Kik Science takes listeners on an auditory journey through atmospheric textures and cutting-edge rhythms. Each track showcases a balance of intensity and precision, capturing the essence of the underground electronic scene.

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The hum of the ship’s engines was a constant reminder of how far from safe Neon truly was. She stood near one of the narrow viewports, watching as Mastika's barren surface shrank into the darkness of space. It should have felt like freedom—leaving that twisted world behind—but the weight of Thorne's words pressed heavy on her chest.

"You’re quiet," Thorne remarked, stepping into the control room behind her. He moved with the ease of someone who always had the upper hand, every gesture calculated, deliberate. His gaze locked on her, assessing.

Neon glanced at him but said nothing. Her mind churned with possibilities, every scenario darker than the last. She had the Coranthium, but at what cost? The Vantoth would come collecting, and from everything she’d heard, their methods of settling debts were brutal and non-negotiable. But Thorne, as always, was an enigma—was he just another cog in the machine, or did he have his own game to play?

“You didn’t mention the debt when we made this arrangement,” Neon said finally, her voice cutting through the low hum of the ship. “I don’t like surprises.”

Thorne leaned against the bulkhead, arms crossed. “If I’d told you, would it have changed anything? We both know you were out of options.”

Neon stiffened. He wasn’t wrong, but it grated on her all the same. “I prefer to know exactly what I’m signing up for.”

A slow smile crept across Thorne’s face, though it didn’t reach his eyes. “You knew enough. The Vantoth don’t deal in charity.”

Her fists clenched at her sides, a hundred retorts bubbling to the surface. She forced herself to focus, to stay calm. If she wanted to survive this, she needed to keep her wits about her. There was always a way out. There had to be.

“So, what now?” she asked, changing the subject. “Where are we headed?”

Thorne walked past her, adjusting something on the console. “We’ll rendezvous with a Vantoth cruiser near the Helios Expanse. They’ll take the Coranthium off your hands, and then we part ways. What happens after that... is your concern.”

Neon watched him closely. There was always an angle with Thorne, and she had to figure out what his was before it was too late. “You’re not staying with them?”

Thorne paused, his fingers hovering over the controls. For the briefest moment, his confident façade cracked. “No. I have my own business to take care of.”

Before she could press further, alarms blared through the ship. Red lights pulsed along the walls, and the view outside the port shifted as the ship dropped out of hyperspace with a violent jolt.

Neon grabbed the edge of the console to steady herself. “What the hell—”

Thorne was already moving, his expression grim. “We’ve been pulled out by a gravity well.”

"Pirates?” Neon asked, her voice tense.

“Worse.” Thorne’s fingers flew over the controls, but the strain in his jaw told her everything she needed to know.

The ship lurched again, and outside the viewport, a massive shadow passed. Neon’s stomach dropped as she recognized the silhouette of the vessel.

Vantoth.

“They’re early,” Thorne muttered. “This wasn’t the plan.”

Neon’s pulse spiked. “What do they want?”

“They're here for the Coranthium. And if they don’t get it, they’ll take us instead.”

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