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when i was still a little cal

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Posted by Calamaistr - September 19th, 2014


Im still finishing Egeo but let me explain something to my followers, sorry for not sooner having done this.

 

This will be personal but short (my short, so long for you).

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My life has not been anywhere near 'normal' or for some 'acceptable'.

Like many of us 'artists' i was a dreamer who grew up in a broken home, often bullied, often denied no matter how i acted, in the end i just had to take things..the wrong way, wether that escalation was the reason or not doesnt matter, i ended up in internats and the like, i had no schooltime, i had little family around me except in set weekends, the people i lived with there were my family and you couldnt pick them, some of my family physically abused me, some of my family was kind to me but all of my family i just simply lost at random intervals. You see i am the record holder of this particular internat admittee's in how long i stayed in the same group there, five years in a group of people that would just dissapear one by one, so i had to bury alot of my family, alot of my memories. And i did at another point in time with drugs, trying to wash out the only death i really couldnt take, my fathers.

After a very bad time i got off drugs and started working out, maybe i did it just to feel healthy again, maybe i too was wondering what it would be like to have a normal life with a girlfriend, maybe a kid, pets etc. And i knew i wouldnt ever get anywhere near anyone if i looked like a bloated junkie.

I worked out for years, walking, biking, swimming, lifting weights, sit ups stretches and push ups, what i ate changed, what i drank changed, and everything of it changed me from a bloated junkie to a athletic handsome young man, wich netted me a girlfriend pretty quickly after, however she played my head and i thought she was the one (i have that disease, to think of a girl as the one when she's with you, ohwell) but in reality she changed her love for me like a different set of shoes and gone she was, one week later i saw her with another guy hand in hand and i really fought myself right then and there not to bash them both through a window. Then began my personal dante's inferno.

I couldnt find myself anymore, the guy i was before i met her.. and i lost touch with my healthy life of walking biking swimming and fitness.. and started playing a online game that literally has burned my head. From all the frustration of that living shit of a "moba" that functions only to frustrate and bring you the feeling of powerlessness, inadequate and best of all "excommunicated from any and all purpose" i mustve pulled my jaw the wrong way in angry fits.

And am now the proud owner of TMJ disorder with a mountain of time put into hospital visits, hospital waits, hospital visits, hospital waits, hospital visits and lets not forget hospital exhaustion.

Not only do i suffer from this fantastic gift, i also have no money, no car, no job, no abillity other than making music that i feel moves through me and is not truly 'by me, so how am i to feel good about any future in wich i will have no wife, wich is the least of my worries, but also only more people to dissapear from me, and a world i do not understand or to be really honest do not want to understand, because its values are the exact opposite of mine, its technologies frighten me more than that they could ever help me with anything (unless a device is developed that can record the sound in your thoughts, or a device that can put your dreams on film) (yes i do this thing with ( ) alot) (get used to it im Calamaistr. Dont worry i probably will never be famous as i do not desire to be.

Now that i think of it perhaps thats more to be that i have no desires at all, well.. save the periodic ones. Or i need to rephrase that to that i do not have ambitions. I mean, what could i possibly build with money were it to land on my shoulders be i "discovered" and cave in to the will of the masses, making "popular" music' such as hans zimmer, danny elfman, tiesto, skrillex, and all these much much much copied individuals.

I would never leave a legacy of the BRAMMMM concept..

But i dont want to leave a legacy of money, i want to leave a legacy of music, and not for you all, but also for my future me's. Till the day the universe has written enough information and takes it back again i suppose, to go into the big map.

I mean, and i've always said this 'I make music for music.

Yeah i have thought about the possibility that me doing everything for free, quite literally most of the time since the last time i went to a theatre is 15 years ago, but i've been in the woods alot' is actually madness.

I once gave a friend of mine a free playstation 2. Just out of nowhere..

He's gone in another city now with a girlfriend for many years, he doesnt speak to me anymore.

I buy my mother stuff constantly in town, and dont think about me throwing around paper, i mean small things but still. Its courtesy perhaps, but im still deadly poor. I cant buy a car, not even a cheap one. Heck i cant even pay to get lessons, nor can i afford it mentally anymore because besides having TMJ i also am the winner of the grand prize of being a hodophobe.  That means i am afraid of travel, that includes intercountry travel, that includes even traveling anywhere near where i have no control over it thusfore; any distance greater to a distance i can cover on bicicle in about 3 hours. 

Hardly anyone knows this about me, i never really tell anyone, thats not because i dont talk to people, its because i dont know many people.

The reality of the great Calamaistr here is that he's also incapable of meeting new people because of the following reasons:  1: no school-network of people.  2: no job to meet people.  3: no clubs to meet people since i enjoy classical music and not anything that is too loud or too sexual, since i dont believe in dancing. (this might sound funny or like a joke but i mean it, i do not believe in dancing, i think music is to listen to and all dance is either moving in different walks or making sexual expressions)

That all does have its plusses tbh, since my talent requires absolute soltitude, silence, concentration, and time.

I also like nature photography actually, another thing that only works when you're alone.

I suppose the only social thing i do is play the guitar, but people look at me like im some beggar in the streets when i sit down and play. Most dont even look into my direction and yeah i know sandals arent fashionable but they feel so nice and are made of leather, wich is something i think has really nice character.

I even sat down at a bench in town just a few days ago to be given 15cnts by two 13-14 year oldish girls out of the blue, i had not played a single tune yet, had not even sat down yet.

I cant put together all the detail of my life and how i feel now, a feeling of having no future in this world, not for the world and not for me...except for music perhaps, but in the end thats also for me because i want my music to fly, when its finished. Its just a scary thought there will be a time in our existence that we will never hear that music again, unless we all meet at some zero point, like i glorified in my 0Exestesis album. (zero exegesis to be exact, it means zeropoint script, the end of the cosmos in or outside the concept of time)

I put little boxes in my music alot. To throw out something to find, maybe it never will be found.

I just like to do it.. Im not saying wich but i've drawn my name in a few tracks of wich one is in a game. But also like to carve riddles in the fairytales i write, and sometimes a fairytale (giving one away: The nightmare of lighter darker) is a giant front for something entirely different.

The whole fairytale seems to be a alice and wonderland world, in the end its revealed to be about a girl who was kidnapped and wakes up when her kidnapper commits suicide as the police cars stand outside. She was playing with two dolls and those guided her in the dream, the concluding scene make her run back for the dolls to bring them with her in her parents car after shes rescued, this was to illustray that people pick up and take what happens to them with them. But the character of the kidnapper i had never revealed by text. In the fairytale he is Omnious, the witch that has trapped both a boy and his brother into the form of a lighter and a darker form. If you pay attention to exactly the things that are said by darker, you will realise that he is the exact opposite of lighter that instead of being helpful to get freed, he begs the girl to stay with omnious because he's a "lonely man". In the end it comes down to that both lighter and darker are omnious, and omnious is the kidnapper's dream version. That means she will take omnious with her in the car, her kidnapper will be with her, exactly as he wanted, just in a paralel. It is both a scoffing and tribute to the concept of lonelyness, how people snap and start to go past certain thought structures, some would call it go mad. In The nightmare of lighter darker i made a mad man become part of a innocent child, literally by clashing them together in a story that thus validates itself. So the story only exists because its being held up by the concept of how the actions of madness procreate.

I wont deny there are very elaborate thoughts in every single one of my main soundtracked stories.

Funny how ive been busy for half an hour about music again while i wanted to explain you people why i feel the way i feel.

Im disconnected to the present, thats the problem.

In body and in mind. I make stories, i make puzzles, and i join puzzlepieces together. That is my talent, in all fields.

Thats not very helpful in a world that doesnt require any engineering to...slowly murder itself lately.

I dont follow the news but thats not helping being happy about the future either, i just know alot.

All in all, in oversight i am not happy and understand i never will be. And that keeps me from having energy.. alot, and that keeps me from doing something, anything with my life. Because i am completely living in overtime.

The only thing that i can think of is guilt, how much guilt i have, how much guilt i must have to have been punished with my afflictions, all of them.

And i keep thinking about things that might have given that guilt, things i have done wrong as a kid that would make me deserve hundreds more afflictions, and to look up at the sky and say it could not have me yet, denied it that pleasure by working my ass off literally to get back into shape.. just to lose it by universal judgement in the form of chance.

Thats why i cannot work as a composer anymore.

Thats why i am very, very tired as a human, very exhausted.

I sleep 10 hours a night, sometimes 12. I cannot walk very well because of muscle relaxants and pain killers, there is no hope in this world for me. Do not try to advice me what to do or who to call, ive been everywhere that had the tools.

I can never ask for people to be thankful for me, but me is all i know.. and know well enough to say that im good at something, just not at the things that are particularly useful to this age.

-Cal.

Ill try to finish Egeo, i really will. But im not sure of how long ill walk around here still because there is much uncertainty about my health in me every day.

funfact: this topic could have been 5000 times longer if i were to include everything ive been through in my life, and i wouldnt mind to but i also know that people would not bother to read it, wich is also fine.

 

 


Posted by Calamaistr - September 6th, 2014


Individual tracks with story>

01 The want.

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/586956

02 That love may lift the spirits.

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/586957

03 Idium stella.

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/587056

04 Munimentum hereditas mea.

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/587057

05 City without shadow.

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/587483

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Playlist>

http://www.newgrounds.com/playlists/edit/35048

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NAME: EGEO.

GENRE: Hybrid classical - electronic/retro. (no emphasis)

Creating a new world, since im pretty much done with The timecrafter series (yeah i never wrote down how it ends, but i might someday suddenly get the right inspiration to compose that ending tune it stlil requires).

This one is set in a fictional city, havent thought of a name yet.

I wrote only the first episode of the story so far, although i already also wrote the plot of the story and characters that arent in the first episode yet.

We will see how it goes.

Something i should add, in TTC i made the mistake of having way too many characters, perhaps even more than game of thrones has, a wild guess would be around 4 maybe even 500 total that i have full documentation on. Afterall this story has spanned over 13 years in the making. That i chose to make a soundtrack on it was because i have always had ideas to animate the story, and since im not a coder nor a animator, music was my only tool to do so.

This mistake i wont make again in Egeo, there will be around or slightly more about 15 characters total, of wich only 8-10 are to be considered important. Even though i cant say TTC was easy to understand and its story was very mutli facetted and a puzzle to comprehend.. i wont go easy on Egeo either, i myself already know the plot and all the twists and i can so far say that this will blow you away if you take the time to give it your attention.

So thats enough about Egeo for now.

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Anyway, to those that cannot wait for the conclusion and have followed the TTC story line here is the true ending:

[ttc plot spoiler]  In his last efforts Evrae has thrown his trident spear toward Aenimcea in the temple but misses him. Aenimcea responds with casting fire upon Evrae that because of his mortality due to losing his vim lavos curse to Sidel' burns a hole right through him, it is then that Aenimcea realises Evrae's spear was not meant for 'him but for the Denimus beside him wich thus has been killed.

Then..

Lone finally returns to the battlefield and walks past all the destruction and death, all the way into the temple where he sits down beside Aenimcea, afterall technically his enemy was Sam somam. Aenimcea asks Lone if he feels just for having killed his enemy, Lone responds with what Somam has told him "The true evils of a universe that eats itself are those who witness it"

Perhaps Somam had meant to insult the 'roamers' directly, but lone had interpeted these words differently..

For the last scene of the TTC storyline is Somam sitting in the grass in Hura.. back home..

Lone has cut clean, but not at his neck...

Now Somam realises that Lone has not chosen to kill him physically but undid his conviction that his story had a purpose, afterall.. who will mind it if Lone .. the one that has been tormented most by it does not acknowledge it.

Somam had wanted to be a martyr so that his story would have a end and become a legend, but Lone has not given him that purpose. Thus, Lone did not kill somam himself indeed, but killed everything Somam had done in its purpose.

Lone accepts he has no future on Edin, nor on Hura.. since he is from neither world, that is why he sits besides his percieved foe, a brother as a roamer. Aenimcea has lost his only chance to connect all worlds, therefore neither of them will be able to call upon the Denimus flock.  Lone and Aenimcea technically become the darkness that has gone before them through Sidel. For they will not retrieve their souls eaten by them (Denimus), and will simply have to live with eachother till their mortal end. They accept their fated place in the universe, wich is technically what TTC was about. Something Somam could not. And will not, as in the last scene Somam throws himself off the cliffs before the farsight of Dam, adressing his mentor Dimudu to have been right..

( From TTC DOMUS [3] :

"You have gone mad Somam" Dimudu sighed "curse your deranged worship.. it is a miracle of our time allright, a time that should not have existed if it werent for that very contraption"

"You are wrong, an old man stuck in the past" Somam pouted "so thats it, this world isnt real to you, and now you want to destroy it?" and turned to the gates, opening just for him. "To us however, there is a future"

-- )

Now the last question perhaps to remain unanswerred: How did Somam get back to Hura if the last Denimus was destroyed at the temple, well..

Remember the Denimus that lone appeared from to begin with in the story, wich is referred to in TTC - Ch Genero [1] The first book of TTC; the location of it has never been specified, except for that it was in the mountain range of Kenai, wich is relatively close on the map to Somam's last location in the swamp of owls (previously desert of owls).

Only one person knew of this location wich was Somam, afterall Lone was the person that he practically made the protagonist of his fabricated history. Lone himself was too young to remember anything about it as he was born there and emediately adopted by King Istus of Edin. Somam has followed Lone since he worked together with Huban in Hura, dont forget Huban was concerned with Kauregal's (TTC Domus) work. If anyone had research on the matter it was him, and Somam took notes. It is no coincedence that in TTC Hybrid [2] the pagoda was build right next to it, and Lone's energy appeared during Evrae's fight with Kauregal.

So that concludes it.

Hope you enjoyed the ending of the TTC quintology.

[ttc plot spoiler end]

-cal.

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Posted by Calamaistr - July 10th, 2014


Since im working on a pretty large videogame project with two very talented people, of wich the endresult will sadly not be released on Newgrounds, but the OST will so dont worry about that. (and im sure we can just make a newspost for it anyway)..

 

Im making Developer diary uploads on youtube for the music, dont expect super long videos because 1: i have no capture card and 2: i am poor so cant afford 58943427253 batteries either :D

So far just poorly playing some parts of the chiptune music i make for the game~on guitar, poorly cause my vingers are like little turtles, just hard to move anywhere after being butchered to much on boxing bags irl.

And yes i had a moustache, not anymore though.

https://www.youtube.com/user/Calamaistr

Most recent and relevant video: (i made two more but they are bad imo, so lets just start with this one)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cm87SX8BE7Q

 

 


Posted by Calamaistr - June 18th, 2014


http://www.newgrounds.com/projects/audio/776925

15> Empers Embers. (The great battle)

But much unlike his expectation Sidel  had still come too late, the woods of Emper were lit with the golden glow of a soaring fire, the sharp metal sounds still rose up from the chaos snapped him out of his serenity of disbelief letting him realise the chaos ensued.
Yes, too late.. as he rushed gracefully through Evrae's undead and Aenim's curu behi machines.. noticing the splatter in one of the pockets of room between, Evrae's guardian Orobas.. only just to have been revealed to be the dissapeared Selen of Trine butchered, with her sword still stuck unforgiven by her cold grasp like a painting..
Only a slight further by another pocket the remains of Aenim's freshly appointed general of battle.. the woodland champion Tabieto.. he had been slaughtered mercilessly by a hateful three pronged wound, signature of Evrae's spear. He had gotten his revenge.

"The F#!CK are you standing there for, over here ..Sidel!!"
a all to familiar voice pierced the moment of fluid regret losing its grip on reality oncemore..

And just in time, Sidel could barely dodge the razor sharp blades of an onslaught in number, the machines knew no fatigue. Quickly he slided under them as they clashed into the just as persistant undead, landing next to Evrae behind a waist high lump of dirt.

"I.. im sorry about .." "I just arrived, but Lone.. he wouldnt..well.. the angel girl.."

"Will you shut it already" Evrae interrupted Sidel as if he had already expected to go against all odds..
"I need you to be yourself" "No.. I need you to be what you truly are" "We need to push through right now, its just one more.."

"What do you mean" Sidel pondered being at a loss regardless of his skill, the undead would never be enough, the machines would simply use the parts of the fallen ones beside them to repair eachother and fight on a never ending resistance..
could two ..though greatly experienced men truly push through a wall of metal that sliced through bone?

"I.. cant" Sidel panicked.. "We cant Evrae.. be realistic, we have to wait for lone.."

Evrae grabbed Sidels hair "Hell we will, when i just said i needed you to be yourself i meant use the darkness you have gained, use it.!!"

Sidel understood, but he had tapped into the last of his energy fighting the corpse angel Sasariël.. he was simply done. "I cant use it anymore, im afraid the curse has dried up"

"Not if i give you mine" Evrae insisted..

The Vim lavos.. Evrae's undead curse.. if Evrae would give him that, his new powers could run rampant.. but that would mean...

"It would kill me..."

Sidel looked Evrae in the eyes...

"But it never has done to you.."

"Very well" Sidel wholeheartedly consented.. "For Lone.."

"Nah" Evrae joined.. "For the sake of the world again"
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Evrae placed his hand on Sidel's face and in a swift movement stabbed himself through his palm engulfing him in the curse of the vim lavos living in place of Evrae's absent blood..
The result could not have been forseen.. Instead of gaining the curse of the vim lavos.. Sidel's dark curse emediately leeched Evrae's curse dry, making itself master over it.

Renewed and much empowered, Sidel's dark curse though still moved by his will in a wisp coexistance lifted his body up into the air on a zound unseen legs of the darkest smoke, bending slightly over the metal and undead that were but a pool of ants to it.. and moved forward..
"This ..is it.." Evrae coughed struggling after it toward the temple in the distance where Aenimcea would be tampering with the final Denimus device..

His loyal mindless.. the apocalyptic army of Curu behi machines posed a threat no longer, Sidel.. carried by the risen embodiment of darkness itself moved forward fearlessly, pushing, imploding, disintegrating anything in its way..

-

Then, at the very steps to the temple.. one last obstacle remained.

Oji che. The arch mystic of Emper, he who had governed the wizards of Emper's control on Evrae when he still ruled as a human..emperor Figo.. It was Oji che who now controlled the Curu behi with a mighty conjuration..
Unintimidated he turned to Sidel and in but a single redirecting cast of of his magick crushed the darkness to earth..

"If anything uses the powers of the unseen realm here, it is my incantation" The arch mystic hackled in a misplaced cheerfulness.

"Go.. i will.. do what i can" Sidel emitted standing back on his feet, still bent forward and in pain.. his faithful scimitar in hand.
And by no warning bumrushed toward Oji che who now had no choice than turn toward him, dropping the incantation and with it the whole army in the plains..

Together they fell to the ground, Oji che with Sidel's scimitar through him neck to chest.. Sidel truly exhausted.

"I will end this, you wont go in vain.." Evrae comforted Sidel.. he himself struggling to stay upright..
"Though it might have killed me too"

"Its fine"... Sidel said in pain.. still trying for a smile.. "right?"
"Just.." "Figo..." "I used to know someone just like you two.."

"Who?" Evrae (Figo) replied..

Sidel groaned as his blood started leaking out from the corner of his mouth in his deadly embrace..
"Ill see him again right?" "Kyigei" "The reason i joined lone.." was because he reminded me of him"

"Lone"... Evrae sighed, and briefly sat down beside Sidel.. "I once wanted to be like him"
"But now ... that im human again... how can i.."...  "Sidel?"... "...."...

Evrae rose up.. and turned toward the stairs of the temple..

Sidel was no more, and the eerie silence cryed the louder.
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Posted by Calamaistr - June 13th, 2014


Since i have put the TTC-Night album in the freezer again for a bit even though i have the concept of the next track in the under construction stage, i had massive writersblock again because stuffing the whole battle that consists of atleast 5 scenes in one track is incredibly hard, and i just couldnt like any transistion... i have accepted a new project from a client.

 

I will not yet leak who they are or what the music is for but ill give a small hint:

 

Its going to be retro, contain chiptunes and the player character can already run, jump, slash and punch.

 

Greets.

-cal.

(and apoligies for taking a while with a proper update)


Posted by Calamaistr - May 22nd, 2014


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iynw4ilaeaM

[Fanservice]

Full story transcript:

 

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TTC MOZAIC-

-Intro. (prologue)
-Building the ship. (Sol theme)
-A calm before the storm. (Kyigei visits Meric and his son Sidel)
-End of the Sun. (Osega falls by the hand of Atadema)
-Rise and fall. (Paa aman takes power, Kyigei leaves with meric's son 'Sidel' to Caboth)
-The right choice. (Severe rivalry between 'Paa aman' and his fathers youngest officer 'Uume' complicates the heading of the ship)
-Through the spire exchange (Uume's ship is caught in the Denimus timeportal, trading with the God golem)
-Burning the desert. (Paa aman dies by his reanimated fathers hand in the desert of owls)
-River of gold. (Kyigei fights and is slain by Atadema in Caboth, failing to protect the recordings about the Denimus)
-Rebirth of the flower. (epilogue, The end of caboth, Sidel's rise.)


The time crafter - Mozaic
/-----------------------------------\

01 - Intro:

In the past lands of Edin, with the four States; Eden in the southeast, defended by the goodwill to the people and ruled by Emperor Istus, Kaik~s in the southwest, a volcanic wasteland only inhabited by strongmen and ruled by Emperor Giroth, Emper in the northeast.. still a great forest in this time, and unknown to the outside world.. Now our eyes turn to the kingdom of Trine, wealthy and powerful, ruled by King Osega, also sworn to be the 'child of the sun', for the capital was build from solid gold, and the people dorned in the most impressive jewelry shining brightly.

Noone would dare stand against any of these states for each of their individual qualities barred eachother from taking any hostile policy. And so it remained untill rumors of the old gods return. And calamity had struck in Emper. Many folk talked about a time eating beast that could be tamed, and had been used by one of the old gods to travel from its domain to our world.. a preposterous tale.. however Emper had been overtaken by sorcerors and wisemen who claimed to have secured the time eating beast that they had named 'Denimus' literally meaning 'against intention'.

By this time Osega had taken on a expedition to the desert of owls near emper from wich the reports of the old god originated, His eldest Daughter Selen had been given in the Care of Istus for diplomatic purposes and had been deployed at the border of Owls desert but had not been heard from anymore, in their stead he left his two sons to protect his kingdom;  Paa aman the eldest, proud prince and though immovable and distanced from the people, had trine in his heart.. And Kyigei the youngest, who found himself more interested in lore and the pursuit of knowledge. For his sense of justice his father Osega had given 'him the title 'Executioner in service of Trine" wich gave him duty to mortally judge the criminals of the kingdom, to the jealousy of his older brother Paa aman.

Now that their father had left the capital, Paa aman saw his chance to set aside Kyigeis titles and installed a preemptive plan of action against Emper would his father not return.

When Kyigei heard of it he said no word but isolated himself from the capitals affairs by frequenting a friend in the area, and often gave lessons and play with his respective son.

While Kyigei was out of the capital, Paa aman continued on his project he would eventually brand 'The sunrock', a blueprint for a giant flying battleship to cruise the globe in search of what had caused the return of the old god and battle it.
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02 - Building the ship:

Unlike his younger brother; Kyigei,  Paa aman was a rather assertive and calculated thinker who would under no circumstance settle with a day without a mark on the agenda.

With their father, the king gone from the capital on a trip to skim the desert in an attempt to flush out the reported 'old god', he would take no rest but started his own ambitious project; a massive airship to aid their efforts to defend their state in these escalated times, Emper in particular.

Kyigei saw no good in the plan to act on their own so early, but respected his brothers effort however left the capital to stay with a friend of the family and his son, a fifteen year old lad who was but four years younger than kyigei himself.

Paa aman called upon the greatest engineers in the kingdom to work on this glorious ship, many answerred the call.. including the kings personal highest officer Uume whom was for his prior status made the projects global overseer and captain.

In time, Trine would have a new treasure.

03 - A calm before:

A letter arrived at Prince paa aman's desk.

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'ridiculous, first he leaves his responsibilities at the capital and then showcases a travesty for the whole state to see, and what will Giroth of kaiks even think of this, in his state such a thing is punished by labor in the mines.'
said Uume whom had taken priviledge to have gazed upon the letter.

Paa aman only for a moment looked up and shook his head calmly.

'this is my brother, and i can't say i didn't see through his feelings, he has never had the heart for spiritless matters, but he's like a small garden, happy with minimal tending, his mind on grace in the wind"

Uume sighed.. "But prince, if you force him to go then what about the power balance in the capital, many are his entourage.. you can't confiscate them.."

"enough" Paa aman emitted whilst standing up to make for the council "I will have no choice, he cannot come back"

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"Brother, all is well with me. I have heard of your achievements with the ship, i am proud of you.
No word of father yet, i send you word for i must confess.. i have fallen in love.
So accept my leave within this oppertunity for we want to make for Caboth; The flying garden, just for a while before we return to The capital.

I had not planned this, i merely ached for a calm and wonder and he gives me that. Yes.. i speak of Sidel, he is a flower to me, oh believe me.. he is so talented in everything"

"Meric objects, naturally.. even for one of our family. He said it was beyond a local matter.. it would bring shame to our state.. our father.
But it is my heart that speaks. And Sidel feels the same. When father returns i know you can make him understand. I trust you with this as much as your project.

Please let me know your decision.

sincerely-
prince Kyigei kurei."

"So?" Uume consulted calmly stroking his neck..

"Let him have his vacation, no need to ruin that yet, we have a lot of research material on the Denimus in front of us" Paa aman answered "He's still my brother"
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04 - End of the sun:

Temple of owls, In the shape of a giants hand with a hundred fingers rising from the sand, the entrance had no marks neither was it dorned engraved or etched, a place of poverty.
For what reason would the King of Trine with a hundred men large division come to this landmark other than for a reason worth more than riches; peace.
Ludicrous to surround such an important objective with a trivial amount of protection, but it was peacetime in general, perhaps even the Kings would let their guard down.

Rumors from the surrounding desert border had told of submerged white vines of unknown kind, easily confused with tree roots.. but moving around.
some had said the vines had teeth, and wielded blades like a warrior. The most recent reports had told of the roots conjuncting into a humanoid form, the vines would bleed from eachothers thorns in its process that it formed a shroud of pure blood.
The phenomenon had been seen by enough people to make the King himself check it out, and so Osega of Trine did.

"My lord, section one is ready to enter the temple for the first scout, you have the word" said a soldier with his hands deep in the desert sand trying to stay as low as possible before the King.

King Osega laughed and pulled the soldier up.. "You dont have to bow for me here, they say the vines are beneath us afterall, so i would prefer every man to stand as tall as they can"
"Very well,.." Osega called out whilst waving his hand toward a twenty men section of his division. These men were trained since childhood and only the strongest and most loyal had been selected, but every one of them felt it, even the King.. that something was terribly wrong.

"Stand still!" "Not another step" the highest officer of the twenty men division called out at the front of the Temple, King Osega standing at the back could not make out the problem and tried to walk towards the ruckus through his division.
"Still i said" "do not move ..You are in the pressence of a King!!" the highest officer shouted in continuation.

"a..king.." the apparent man said.. "what.. is.. a.. king.. before.. a.. ..god?".. "What..is.. a .. god.. before.. a larger....      .. ..god?"
"How.. small.. a king....  before ... a .. larger.. god.."

Slowly the twenty men division walked backward.. spooked by the words of the man whom now stepping into the moonlight from under the temple roof clearly wore a deep-red hooded shroud covering all but his hands wich were pale as a corpse.

"It is you" Osega called out from within his division while walking forward.. "You are the ancient god of the desert" "what is your name demon!"

The red shrouded figure turned to the King then from the sand rose two thorned white tentacles pulling the division aside like splitting a log with an axe.
In the middle now clearly remained the King; face to face, his men held back on both sides.

"Where do you come from demon" Osega coughed in disbelief.. "How did you gain such power"

The shrouded demon lifted its hood showing a faceless head made out of white vines and answerred;
"mei Atade.. ma" (means: my thorned mother)

Then but few could escape with their lives, the vines ruptured now by the hundreds from the soil cutting Osegas men to shreds.

Eventually, from the distance the few soldiers that had made it out of the crater housing the Temple grounds could still make out the King on his knees surrounded by his dead.
Surely.. he was soon to follow.
---
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05 - Rise and fall.

Envoys had sped to the Capital to bring news of the Kings death at the desert by the hand of the presumed 'Atade ma'.

Paa aman was in severe shock about this and roamed the halls of the Castle aimlessly throwing pottery and jewelry aside as he went, noone dared to stop his rampage as it was clear Trine's power now fell on him.
Especially with Kyigei on his mind, this was to much.

"He (kyigei) dares leave me with this responsibility.. who can bear a burden this heavy" He cried.. "and Vile!!..this beast of the desert.. it is not the Denimus i care about now.. I want revenge!"

Uume ran down the hallway toward Aman trying to calm him.. "I feel the burden as much as you Prince.." "But the Sunrock is not built for the desert, we both know that"
"Prince?!" Aman yelled angrily.. "I am KING now.." "Look at me, the aimless king.. PITY ME.. unhand me.." he whimpered on.. "this.. this is a much better destination for the sunrock dont you see.."

"Listen to yourself damn it.." Uume emitted throwing Aman to the ground. "We have worked for two years to defend against Empers new weapon and you will throw all that work away just to take revenge on a single beast.. the ship cannot cross the desert.. that is final..it would break down."

"allright" Paa Aman sighed cynically as if cured of his shock induced madness; Ill go without the ship.

"Excuse me?!?" Uume replied.. "You just said yourself you are king..."

"Give kyigei the title.." Paa Aman laughed.. "Oh.. right.. He was in Caboth.."

"The Denimus then??" Uume continued..

Paa aman stood up straight then threw off his royal cape and jewelry.. "Send the research to kyigei then, ..'and work with him.. for what i care"

"But.. Trine without a King?" pleaded Uume now clinging to Aman's discarded clothing..

For a final time Paa Aman turned before walking out of the Castle doors.. "The times.. changed early"

He was gone, off into the desert on foot, leaving a kingless state behind, Kyigei still unaware he had no home to return to.
--

06 - The right choice.

(prologue)
With both the King and his children gone from Trine, Emper noticed the lopsided balance of power as Trine's people fell into chaos and took emediate action, ruler of Emper at the time; Figo, would show no mercy and used the Denimus in an attempt to summon whatever it could.
Istus, the emperor of Eden and Giroth of Kaik's without hesitation responded by moving their full army to stalemate the summoning. Figo had not expected this.. instead he had thought Istus and Giroth would have agreed that Trine as a greatly weakened state had to dissapear from the map so Emper could take its place..
But apparently merely the memory of the once great King Osega had created a unspoken law. Young as he was he would not understand, The Emper council spearheaded by archmages 'Oji che' and 'Kirrov' insisted its continuation.

By this time Uume had continued work on the Sunrock by himself in solitude, even at night candlelight was lit still in the kingless castle for Uume would not sleep more than a few hours because he knew.. the balance of the states had crumbled, and surely war would come.
Trine Defenceless would not be an option, and as soon as he finished work on the flight capacity he decided.
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"Noone left but a single prince in the flying gardens of Caboth, one last hope for the world to keep safe the knowledge of the Denimus contraption.."
"If its used, none can stand against it and thus it must be destroyed, what else can manage such a deed.. internationally..than a flying ship"
"I have surely equipped it for this"

Uume started the engines, and crashed right through the Castle's dome on takeoff into the blue..

A while after; below the movements of the states surrounded the Capital of Emper whom in its warmachine had leveled the Emper forests whole.

To the Southeast then, the majestic flying city 'Caboth, also called the Corona of Edin, Here resided Kyigei.. still unaware of his father and brother, with Sidel.

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A majestic gigantic round structure with gardens hanging all around, kept in the sky by massive magnetic rings on its base, once the city of gods.. now a mere temple and garden for those who needed a safe retreat.
Surely the research would be safe there from the chaos on Edin.

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The ship had boarded Caboth on its side and Uume hasted himself to its gardens, Kyigei had already noticed and expected his brother.. alas.

"Uume?" started Kyigei "He's not with you?" "And father?"

Uume looked to the ground.. "Im sorry, it all fell apart.." "Your father met his..hero's death in the desert".."Your brother left the capital for revenge"

Kyigei could not believe his ears.. "Why.. why would he not come to me"

"Your brother envied you, kyigei.. he knew your mind was light, his mind was heavy.. he carries the weight of all of Trine, and i think it was to much"

"I..have our research with me.. it is a recording of all we know of Empers Denimus weapon.. wich they have already started to use. Im afraid i am the only one who can stop it.. with our ship"

Kyigei took the book from Uume and in silence held it close.

"Prince, you must guard that research, it is invaluable for history but must never fall in the hands of the likes of the Emper council, I... I must go.. noone knows.. you're here. Do please stay and give my regards to Sidel, tell him his father has enlisted locally near the mountains so he will be safe, it was all i could do"

Uume walked back into the ship, Kyigei gazed into the distance beside it as if it werent there..

"And prince" Uume concluded whilst dissapearing in the entrance.. "Your father.. knew"

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"I guess this is gonna be it" Uume spoke to himself pulling up the levers on the bridge, the Sunrock battleship hovered slightly elevating above the Owls desert border to Emper.
On the horizon he clearly saw Empers new 'weapon, the denimus device.. installed high above the treeline. Their council busy trying to make it work.
"Only one shot, this will end the tensions"

It was true, only one well aimed shot from Trines mighty airship, a contraption never used before in war on Edin.. It could end Empers presumed warmachine, it could destroy the so called Denimus and force the states back into their stalemate, peace.
Uume could return to trine, perhaps Aman and Kyigei too.. Life would start again. Only one shot..

Suddenly the Denimus device flashed, councilmembers fell to their death from their constructions on its sides, the Denimus rose up, its front turned its discs and before Uume could turn the Sunrock away he felt the ship being caught in a force he could not escape from.
The emediate surrounding of the Sunrock blurred and morphed, day and night flashed back and forth and the ship trembled so loudly Uume feared it would fall apart..
"Im.. Hit... " Uume sighed.. accepting his fate "Should've made that shot" "Kyigei.. Aman"

But then it stopped as abruptly as it had started.. disformed clouds in front of the ship cleared and Uume emediately gazed outside from the windshields.
Below a cleaner land he could observe, there was no trace of Owls desert nor Emper, The Denimus weapon or war..

This time on the horizon in its stead, a City white as snow sounding their bells.
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(epilogue/background/History)(not covered in the music).

Uume had reached the twin world known as 'Hura' through the Denimus device' ship and all. Flying directly toward the science city of Eliu in their 'first(ancient) timezone' (when Kauregal conducted forbidden experiments on their own worlds domestic Denimus in the capital of 'Dam', and was killed for it by Eluiscer (see TTC-Domus)
After a few months of having been shocked with what had happened and phases of denial and trying to find a way to undo his dimensional travel, Uume settled in Eliu and worked on his ship together with other scientists who had taken interest.
When finally his ship had been equipped to battle the Denimus threat on Hura; Uume renamed it the Sol (the sun) in memory and honor of King Osega. And took it back to the skies.

On the day Uume and the Sunrock had been caught in the attack by Edin's Denimus, calamity had struck the world.
In its exhange a gigantic golem had appeared, and all the nations had turned on it, even Emper's Figo.. against the will of the council joined the states of Kaiks and Eden to subdue it.
After its appearance they branded the golem 'Icle' (spire) and dominated it into a docile state.

Lord Figo of Emper would soon after be betrayed by the spearhead of his council 'Oji che' and was cursed with a poison known as the 'Vim lavos' wich burned the connection between body and soul.
As the first undead he was forced to take solace in the desert of Owls, changing his name to Orrin (the pale).

Kaik's king Giroth then died, leaving only Emperor Istus of Eden in power against Emper's council and its schemes. Ultimately.. Oji che and Kirrov made presumed peace with Eden, wich was but their last scheme. (see TTC-CHgenero, The Eden massacre).
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08 - Burning the desert.

Owls desert, Owls temple ruins; now inhabitted by the three headed old god of confusion 'Buhishin'
But a year ago the mighty once uncontested king Osega of the golden nation Trine had fallen by the hand of Buhishin's second tentacle called 'Atadema'.
Of his strike force but a few had gotten away from the killing field to report to the castle, Osega's first son Paa Aman had been struck with rage and setted out for the desert on his own.
When he arrived however, it was not Atadema that stood waiting but his father himself, taken over to be Buhishins Third tentacle replacing Gibren of Hura (writers note: Enn Ihuren, Eken's sister after she too had been taken over, see Diades/Early Esau saga)
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Dorned with a shining golden mask with the shape of a sun, the burning true sun reflecting on it hurted Aman's eyes, but he recogniced his fathers silhouette.
"Father, are you still alive.. i heard your elite troops were massacred.. did you fight off the enemy by yourself?"

Aman's father the king did not answer yet slowly raised his arm holding what seemed to be a staff..  From the sand a blade rose up .. a bardich as golden and bright as the mask.

".." Aman stepped back.. "Do you.. not recognice me"

Without warning the king struck his blade in Aman's direction, there was no hesitation.  Aman rolled to the side just barely evading the cutting edge but was hit on his back bluntly regardless..

coughing Aman turned toward his father again.. "You are.. not.. my father anymore.., you swing your blade visciously.. barbaric.. without direction, my father.. had greater grace"
"Very well" Aman concluded as he himself drew his sword' "I have not come here to flee like my fathers men, for without his consent i am no king"

Unmoved by Aman's words King Osega charged at Aman once more mindlessly swinging his blade, Aman resisted, deflecting the blows one after another but its inhuman strenght was unrelentless.
Before long Aman wore wounds and could no longer stand upright to fight Buhishins final tentacle effectively..

Looking up into the stale face of the sunmask Aman wondered if he now too would be made a puppet to the old god, afterall.. if the very King was now fighting in its name, how could he' the mere prince resist.

But Osega this time would not move, almost as if it recogniced Aman's total defeat, respected his surrender.

Around him the remaining tentacles of Buhishin slided throughout the sands as hungry serpents ready to inject their overtaking venom..

"n...noooo...." Struggled a voice behind King Osega's mask.. Suprising the tentacles into a pause..
Aman could only smile as the body of his once father rose the golden bardich above his head and cutted toward Aman's neck.

With a killing blow.. what was left of the king had made sure Buhishin was refused another puppet.
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09 - River of gold.

Years had passed and in Caboth; the sky gardens of edin' resided Kyigei kurei, son of late king Osega, brother of late prince Paa aman.

Once to have taken refuge after his love; Sidel, the son of a friend of the king had been banished, he was now guardian of the book of the time crafters wich had been delivered to him by Uume, it contained the research on the Denimus.. an outworld weapon of Emper.

Years had passed, Sidel and Kyigei now lived a good life in the gardens of Caboth, both tending to their duty and bearing the name 'the flower princes of caboth'.

Untill that day, that day Buhishins thorn arrived.
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0:00

Night in caboth, morning would come but late.
Footsteps as light as desert sand being blown by, dragged a shape itself through the starlit gardens..
Sidel sat at the edge in meditation, unaware of caboth's end passing.

The temple of caboth led a stairway down into a great subterrean hall that reached into Caboth's core.
Here Kyigei had trained to protect Trine's final treasure; the recordings of Empers weapon, the time crafters.

Wearing a giant kasa and wielding a spear kyigei was now a warrior to behold and not to trifle with.

But so was Buhishin's thorn.
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"Who goes there" Emitted the echo of kyigei's voice onto the stairway, knowing the boundaries of sound in the halls by his ever pressence he had noticed the uncommon.

"Who is.. but a prince.. before a greater god" replied a voice alike the creaking of trees.

Kyigei walked into its direction slowly able to make out the shape now in front of him.

A face shaped as pale vines wrapped, a bleeding shroud of red.. This was no man.

"You stand right there demon, have you come for what is hidden here?!" Kyigei questioned.

The red shrouded creature arced slightly forward as it lowered two shimmering dark blades from its sleeves.

"waveswords?.. you dare to threaten me here?" "Demon, who are you and why are you here" insisted kyigei stepping back into a more defensive stance.

The creature seemed to form a eerie smile and replied now as a man; "Through all we have seen the desert build itself, we have hidden and fed on the unfortunate gods, we have fed on the unfortunate beasts, we have fed on the unfortunate kings of man, and now we can feed and grow on the unfortunate crafters of time, what a supply, what a joy to the desert."

"Kings?!" Kyigei yelled in anger.. "You killed my father?!"

The demon's smile grew wider and spoke once more.
"I am Ata de ma (thorn of mother), I sense the king no more.. he is free from us yet still dead.."  "Another came to us, he was no beast nor man, he knew of the sky.. the last thing unknown to the desert.. He knew of you, he knew of the crafters of time, i am here to take the map of the sky to the desert"

"The hell you will" raged Kyigei taunted.. and held his spear ready to strike, however Atadema had already sprung toward him.

Barely Kyigei could deflect its lethal attack and in reply jumped to higher ground preparing for his own.

Atadema stood unwavered, unexhaustable.

"Now i see why my father lost to you" coughed Kyigei.. "You may bleed but do not lose strenght because of it"

"No" said Atadema "This is not my blood"

Kyigei now fully snapped and with a loud shout threw himself at Atadema from above cutting his spear onto the demon in multitude, whom would not budge whilst being perforated again and again, it was but a small effort to respond.

Smashed onto the ground Kyigei could feel his bones break, this was not an opponent he could beat, this was truly part of a god..

"What will you do now" struggled Kyigei.. "Kill me then.. take your precious treasure"  "Then leave the gardens" As he realised he would not survive, hoping the demon would leave Sidel in peace... ah.. Sidel.. his true flower.

A sound from the stairway.. the slight rays of the morning sun..
The guard of Caboth came running down alarmed by the fight.. Kyigei could still emitt for them to run but it was to late, Atadema butchered without effort..  one to escape.. Then as Kyigei drew his final breath..
A sweet voice: "Hold".

10 - rebirth of the flower.

"I write to thee.

When i first woke up Caboth was in flames, i could not see a sign of you and accepted the worst.
The cause of this had left with your life, i dared speak of you no more and could only think of revenge..
Luck was but slightly with me still to find a barely functioning escape pod heading to Edin and it was there where i found what you kept assuring me.
There was still good in people, for a while..
Your father might have accepted you, my father considered me freed after the battle of owls.. but my love never had been.
In his eyes it had always been wrong before the king your father, and without him and his kingdom there was no longer damage to our honor to consider.
What a fool he was, with these words he had banished me twice.. Now it should come to no suprise to you my path once again branched from him.

Being with you in Caboth was to me to have been melted from ice, released.. you were the sun as was your coat of arms.
Without it there remains only darkness.

Regardless of the champion; Eken Ihuren's victory over the demon of Owls desert, i still feel the poison of vengeance running through my veins.
It calls to me to avenge you, or perhaps my love for you. It is like i became the shade of the flower prince,..you.

Who to still my darkness on, but a single beast remains that had stirred the flames..

The old god was wrong to have considered it a prey, it swallowed him whole instead. But there was nothing i could do..
In my desperation i have gone alone through the gates of the time crafters using the book that once was stolen from your very hands, it told me exactly how and where..
And now i understand why it was so important to protect, for this is a place where time has stopped..

Thats right my love, the goblet of the vim lavos was always inside.. the true weapon.
And now it has trapped me.. thinking surely forever.. but it is wrong.

I have seen the mark of finitude; someone passed through here and i have walked on his footsteps to from whence he came.

Darkness is not but inside me, for i know not how long i have been in the hybernating space of the time crafters be now i recognice Edin once more.

It is scorched and invertedly coffered by rubble.
A familiar world where tears have sunk the desert of owls so gods may oncemore thrive.

-memoirs of Sidel-"

~Fin.

 

 


Posted by Calamaistr - February 8th, 2014


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A good play 3½ is an ode to friendships.

It starts off with a high fidelity rewriting of a theme for a old friend.

After, it goes into goodfeel and comfort, and may be inspired along the way.

 

This album in no way is like 'A good play 2' a actual love story unfolded.

Intentionally marked 3 and a half for it not focussing on a single person and being without a relationship.

Technically i could compose a track for a cat if i got one and started to love it and throw it in but ok. So you understand where i stand with this. These are odes of friendship.

 

AGP34-01- Stray wolf grace.

(for a old friend)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/566361

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AGP34-02- You remembered.

(watching old recordings of my family)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/566362

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AGP34-03- Still so many.

(things i could do, people i could meet)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/566414

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AGP34-04- Comes comitis phasma phasmatis.

(meeting a fellow wraith)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/567133

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- AGP34-05

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Posted by Calamaistr - October 14th, 2013


 

NEWEST UPDATE: Reuploaded 06: Pause to elegy one last time as i was very unsatisfied with it still, i hated listening to it so it had be done, i now feel like it truly fits in with the rest of the album. Better drum percussions have been created, piano has been softened, some effects have been added to put more strenght in key transitions and lastly the the initial loud organ has been replaced by a light piano joined by a soft background organ. The second couplet has a low hq organ doing the melody to join in with the brass better.

Second; I plan to make the battle theme a compliment to the first theme 01: Black sun.

Im also considering splitting the battle theme in two as it does cover a insane amount of story to insert.

 

Dont know when i find the spirit to create it but this album will be done, eventually. So if you're a fan and want to know how it all ends, keep checking back every while.

 

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OLD UPDATE: Reuploaded 01: black sun, 06: Pause to elegy. and now also 07: No more practice.. After replacing some instruments with better quality equivelants and additional general improvements. :)

OLD UPDATE: I will refragment the album tracks because im inserting a part of the story i deem important for the flow and understanding i previously didnt want to add because it would make this album much larger and tried to put any information of the events in the tracks as extra textual segments. But its really imperative that it is included or nothing will make sense. The parts i will insert are the episodes about Sam somam and his furthering alliegance to the Denimus after Eluiscers reign fell, more indepth on Anis grav's drive to find Janus, and most importantly Lone's relation to Hecariël and history in Ezegiels (Hecariëls father and spearhead of the resistance) efforts against Anis grav on Edin.

OLD UPDATE²: I will also rewrite the dream (02: The deceased) to reflect a prophecy more than lone actually contacting Sidel.

- Stay tuned. -

Title: The time crafter: NIGHT.

Genre: Hybrid classical

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01 Intro> Black sun. (Darkness infused Sidel's theme)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/553516

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02> The deceased. (Sidel's awakening after a prophecy of lone's return reaches him in a dream)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/553517

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03> Dead kings. (Kseres and his loyal guard give away their true story)

www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/555526

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04> Reason in Inferno. (Aenimcea's theme)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/556486

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05> Aim for the heart. (lone revived, lost in the mountains of kenai, meets an angelic huntress named Hecariël.)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/564291

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06> Pause to elegy. (at a church lone speaks to Ezegiel, who fights Anis grav whom together with Sam somam and Sasariël ravages Edin and with it An ruerim's angelic remnants trying to find Janus)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/564797

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07> No more practice. (Lone takes Hecariël with him to eavesdrop on Anis grav, however Anis grav is spotted meeting with a mystery man called Aenimcea, Thus Lone learns of Aenimcea's existence and his alliance to Anis grav)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/567720

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08> Here we burned cold. (Hecariël has dissapeared after reporting back to Ezegiel, Then Ezegiels church is burned to the ground by Aenimcea and Curu behi. Lone barely escapes. Now on his own Lone decides to search Hecariël's northern kin for help.)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/567961

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09> Bigger than us. (Lone locates Odyses and meets with him, then is directed to the most northern range of the map to find Hecariël)

www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/569754

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10> Prepared to the end. (Lone is ambushed by Curu behi but suddenly an old friend joins the fight and they shut Curu behi down, forgood)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/570373

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11> Puffer. (Sam somam leaves Anis grav and joins Aenimcea directly, after killing Hecariël to destroy Lone's morale.)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/571269

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12> The return. (Lone and Sidel find and join Figo and Selen, Lone promises them he will join them against Aenimcea on a specific night.)

www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/571355

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13> Close and Equal. (Sidel has found Anis grav and Sasariël secluded by Sam somam's leave, he kills Sasariël and wounds Anis grav, ; Lone speaks to the wounded Anis grav, finding out the truth about Sam somam and what he did to Hecariël, After this Anis grav kills himself by removing his helmet)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/573549

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14> Fury ends with you. (Against his promise to join the battle. Lone strays from his timescheme and tracks down Sam somam then executes him after he refuses to tell lone where Hecariëls body is, this makes lone unable to attend the battleplan)

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/573551

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15> Empers Embers. (The great battle)

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16> (Ending) The day its night. (Lone confronts Aenimcea) .

[[[True conclusion.]]]]

The time crafter: NIGHT.


Posted by Calamaistr - September 30th, 2013


1: Oexestesis.
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/551481

2: Body earth.
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/551482

3: Space sink.
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/551524

4: Living square.
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/551525

5: Humble tumble.
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/551778

6: Im leaving im leaving.
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/551779

-FIN-

this album is about death, for in death you are released into the frozen color of the cosmos.

Zero Exestesis/Exegesis.

We are all frozen dead in frozen space,
for the moment warmed in awareness to the prospect of cryophase once more.
Drift eternally in grey, in memory know color.
Regardless possibility and sense, great lengths to express, lest a prison.
But is it not when you are reborn to find once more.
Not even a dot a memory of earth, not even a spec.
Enough to a wonder, more than to a mind. But a neuron to take its place.
Simple mind to escape, confined to its own universe.
Then when the walls break, bend infinitely the full spectrum of color. Equillibrium.
You'll find out the pressure dropped, blackened dance but shamed would not, Iron lady.
Im leaving im leaving, this show never held my heart. The sky is water, how deep can i go with all the time in the world.
And ask death to hold my clothes.

Oexestesis.


Posted by Calamaistr - September 8th, 2013


Even though the quality will be a bit reduced so the best experience will still be on newgrounds, i decided to upload the full machine trilogy (or kindof quadruplogy) to youtube, to celebrate this i have drawn a sprite painting from the setting of the machine opera :)

EP[1]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FzBI9JSXf8k

EP[2]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ExeCsZFrmjM

EP[3]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5igsJ9s6IAw

EP[4]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R9-qANDLAVk:

The machine trilogy going to yt