["Lord, grant them eternal rest."]
What kind of music is filled with divinity yet is profoundly sorrowful.
Mozart's K626, "Requiem."
Chapter Two: Kyrie- "Lord, have rcy."
"..."
Gan Yanyu closed her eyes, focused entirely on playing the cello.
In the complex fugue, her technique was impeccable, but the timbre felt chanically precise and cold. The fast passages lacked fluidity, more like gritting teeth to persist.
After a forte in the high register, Gan Yanyu's shoulder trembled slightly uncontrollably, only to be forcibly suppressed by her.
A drop of sweat trickled down from her temple, dripping onto the body of the cello.....
Pain.
Too painful!
At this mont, the accompanint of voices seed like a haunting chant of death.
The enormous shadow of death and a heavy sense of fate enveloped the hearts of every audience mber.
No one spoke, their hearts already overwheld beyond words.
"Thunk."
Steven stared at Gan Yanyu, his heartbeat sunk heavily for a beat.
"This is..."
Yao Han murmured,
"Gan Yanyu, the voice within."
It was Gan Yanyu's voice.
Coming back to his senses, sweat rolled down Connor's forehead.
This vocal accompanint cleverly did not use a more widely spoken language, but instead one that most of the audience did not understand, "Latin."
In this way, due to the language barrier, the influence of the vocals on everyone was greatly reduced.
And in this performance.
At this mont, all accompanint, including the vocals.
Had been completely infused with Gan Yanyu's style, under the "absolute core" of the young girl, all sounds on the stage were unified, becoming the sole voice in Gan Yanyu's heart.
What kind of terrifying control is this?!
In stark contrast to Isaac's performance.
Gan Yanyu's control over music did not rely on skill, nor on the flawless cello technique.
It relied on the heart.
When Gan Yanyu's cello sounded.
On stage, all perforrs... would bow before her, under the unique charm of the Great Demon King, becoming the release of her emotions.
"(Even I, if I were to accompany Gan Yanyu as the pianist on this stage, would be devoured by her, wouldn't I?)"
Nishikawa Yuubei murmured with a bitter smile.
Renowned worldwide as a composer, Nishikawa Yuubei, who prided himself on his extre understanding and control of notes.
Even when witnessing Gan Yanyu's performance, his heart only felt a sense of fear.
Now he finally understood.
Why soone as talented as Lin Tian would beco a partner to such a nineteen-year-old cellist.
She really was charming.
This cello, domineering yet terrifying, like a rose with thorns, breathtakingly beautiful.
"(If there's a chance, I truly want to compose a piece for the beautiful Gan Yanyu.)"
Involuntarily, Nishikawa Yuubei murmured.
Beside him, Isaac turned his head, glaring fiercely with his eyes.
"(What's good about this Demon?)"
Isaac looked at the big screen.
He admitted,
Gan Yanyu's ability exceeded his expectations.
This woman, the energy she erupted seed, even greater than that man's!
Yet the more this was so,
Isaac felt a chilling sense:
"(Her music will only bring disaster!)"
...
Then, on a stage centered around Gan Yanyu as the "absolute core."
What kind of inner voice was the young girl conveying at this mont?
...
Steven gazed at the performing young girl before him.
Gradually, his vision beca sowhat blurred.
The old man's expression finally showed a trace of emotion.
His pupils widened slightly, trying hard to focus on Gan Yanyu's silhouette.
"..."
It seed to be sothing from many years ago.
At that ti, Steven who was not yet retired, was invited to watch a performance by the Heavenly Dynasty Orchestra in a theater in Paris.
In that performance.
A youth who single-handedly surpassed the entire orchestra...
Beco the deepest mory point in his mind for the next twenty years.
Steven adjusted the armrest of his seat, pushing himself up, seemingly wanting to see more clearly.
The young girl before,
Seems to be just like that boy back then.
Both with the ntality of performing the "last show."
In reality, the "last show" viewed from the perspective of life.
...
Chapter Three: Dies Irae- "Day of Wrath, That Day Shall Co"
In the "Requiem,"
The most intense, most dramatic movent depicting the terrifying scene of Judgnt Day.
Had arrived——
Gan Yanyu turned up her face, at the mont the music burst forth, she seed seized by a force, her bow wildly dragging across the strings, producing piercing, tallic sounds.
Shocking the eardrums!
Her body swayed dramatically back and forth with the intense rhythm, the young girl, no longer possessing elegance, was a form of near-breakdown release!
—— Faster, faster.....
Gan Yanyu's gaze was hollow and frenzied, lips tightly pressed into a pale line.
Finally, at an extrely loud high note, she played a very brief, almost drowned out broken note, like a cry of despair choking.
....
No!
Sothing was seriously wrong!!
When the massive sound waves assaulted the listeners' eardrums, the cello sound like an avalanche of snow, engulfing everything visible.
The hearts of all the audience felt like they were pierced by an invisible hook and chain, tightly locking the heart.
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