This track was born from the Bargaining chapter in “While They Were Sleeping” a moment where the main character pleads with a shattered world, begging to save those trapped in silence. But he can’t. This song is for them.

It’s for every voice that was buried too soon. for the peoples of every land suffering. For every girl who was silenced. For every boy who was forgotten. For the ones who screamed and were answered only by dust.

Musically, this is not a song. It’s a grave. It’s a prayer. It’s the sound of trying to carry an entire people’s suffering in your chest, and realizing that no melody will ever be loud enough to resurrect them but still trying. Still playing. Still lighting the candle.

“Can’t You Hear Their Voices” is for the ones who were erased, but never truly gone. It’s for the ones whose echoes live in the fire of every story we dare to tell. Listen closely. They’re still here.

Can’t You Hear Their Voices

Written for the little sister in “While They Were Sleeping” the one who waited quietly in the hallway while her brother disappeared into grief. This piece is her voice. Her crown. It’s the sound of paper beads and whispered wishes, of love so steady it changed the story from outside the room. A sacred lullaby for the quiet ones who never stopped believing.

A Sister’s Crown

This piece plays beneath the unspoken parts of “While They Were Sleeping.” It’s the sound of childhood folding in on itself. The toys are still in the room. The drawings are still on the wall. But the boy is no longer a boy.

“Childhood Lost” is for the moment you realize no one is coming to save you. That you’ve already grown up in the quiet. That the magic didn’t leave all at once it just faded in corners no one ever dusted.

The melody is soft. But it hurts. Like a music box that still plays, even after the child is gone.

Childhood Lost

“Out Of Time” plays during the Bargaining chapter of “While They Were Sleeping.” It’s the moment he finds what he thinks is home  a love, a person, a safe place  and tries to stay. He tries to make it work. But it doesn’t. It can’t. Because it was never meant to save him.

This is the soundtrack to a marriage story that never became one. The melody is warm at first gentle, longing, full of maybe. But then it breaks. The timing slips. The silence comes back.

It’s not tragic because it ended. It’s tragic because, for a moment, he believed it could last. And it taught him that not all love is meant to keep you some love is just meant to show you where you’ve been afraid to heal.

“Out Of Time” is a goodbye you didn’t prepare for. And a reminder: the right story will never need to be forced.

Out Of Time

his is the moment in “While They Were Sleeping” where he floats not in fear, but in surrender  and all the versions of himself return. The child who tried. The teenager who broke. The boy in the red room. The one who bargained. The one who burned.

One by one, they appear  not to blame, not to shame but to simply be seen. To remind him of who he was. What he survived. And how none of it was ever wasted.

“Convergence (They Return)” is the sound of memory arriving without violence. Of past selves becoming light. Of floating in anxiety until it softens into clarity. A song for those trying to piece themselves back together and finally realizing… they were never truly broken. Just waiting to be remembered.

Convergence (They return)

I wanted this remix to feel like a dream drifting over the desert, steady, hypnotic, and full of space for the listener to breathe. Every layer was built to keep the original’s emotion intact while adding textures, melodies, and moments that feel uniquely mine.

It’s a track for long night drives, for getting lost in thought, and for that moment when the beat hits just as your heart does.

Onlynumbers - Only You [Afterlife Remix]

“A Dance with the Devil” was written for The One Who Watched from the Fire, where the Devil dismantles not with fire or fury but with poise. This piece imagines that moment as a slow, deliberate waltz: every phrase another step, every silence another turn, each one pulling the protagonist deeper into a choreography he never agreed to but somehow knows.

The music reflects that unnatural elegance:

A restrained rhythm keeps time like a hand on your back, guiding without force.Strings and piano circle one another in phrases that feel hypnotic graceful, but never free. Low textures linger beneath, an undertow reminding you that this dance is not yours to lead.

Where Never Was is the Devil’s memory of a broken man, and Human Too is the man’s own attempt to reconcile with his shadow, this track is the process itself, the seduction, the dismantling, the slow realization that every step you’ve taken has been on the Devil’s floor all along.

A Dance With The Devil

A reimagined orchestral variation on “Where Is My Mind.”An orchestral requiem for what comes after — when love transcends the body and exists between seconds. This is where time stops, and two souls choose eternity over goodbye.

Where Is My Soul ?

Where the lives you didn’t live still wait behind glass.This track is both beautiful and wrong, reversed notes, hollow choirs, and fading strings create a world that feels half-remembered. Every sound is an exhibit of something lost: love that almost happened, light that almost stayed. It’s the quiet between what could’ve been and what never was.

Museum Of Almosts

Where every story meets.
A celestial blend of synth, choir, and haunting rhythm, Nexus feels infinite, like the afterlife between worlds. Elements from every chapter echo here: the dream, the fire, the backward walk, the silence. It’s the thread binding them all , the heartbeat of your universe

Nexus

The main theme of The One Who Catalogued the Dead.A piano-led requiem that feels both human and mechanical, every note caught between memory and silence. Calm, beautiful, and quietly devastating, it’s the moment before surrender, when the living finally understand the weight of the dead.

While He Was Sleeping

My music reflects a love for storytelling through sound, capturing intense drops, melodic buildups, and a vibe that’s both raw and refined

While He Was Sleeping

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