Devil's Music

The audience cheered and began to embrace Philip's name.

“Philippe! Philippe! ”

“Pantera! Pantera! ”

Philip's face is slightly frozen in the crowd cheering for him, and Wilter notices that. Gun saw Philip's expression change, so he couldn't help it. As the audience continues to cheer Philip, Philip shakes his head and walks off the stage as if he can't.

The audience cheered even more as Philip stood up and approached the stage.

“Philippe! Philippe! Philippe!”

Philip steps onstage and pushes his hand at the vocalist holding the guitar. The vocalist smiles and hands over the microphone.

“It's an honor, Philip Angelmo. I'm Kevin, Black Siroo's vocalist and leaf. ”

Philip glances at Kevin and asks.

“What about Lead Guitar? ”

Kevin points to his right.

“Yes, that brunette over there is the lead guitar. His name is Dominic.”

Dominic with long brown hair, dry body, raises one hand with guitar and says hello, and Philip sticks his head. The audience cheered as Philip took hold of the microphone. Philipp grabs hold of the microphone and takes a moment to look around the audience, and the audience becomes quieter.

Philip breathes for a moment, then talks into the microphone.

“I don't know if I'll be able to satisfy my friends on stage all of a sudden. ”

The audience cheered again.

“Wow!! Just listening to Philip's vocals again will be enough for us! ”

“Do it quickly, Philippe! ”

Philip takes his mouth off the microphone and looks at Dominic and says,

“Any of my songs can be played with confidence? ”

Dominic said with a glare.

“Anything is possible with the Pantera, Philippe. ”

Philip thinks for a moment and says to the microphone,

“I sing to my friend who is still alive in my mind. Cemetery Gates! (Door to the cemetery)”

As soon as the song title came out of Philip's mouth, Dominic's guitar began playing. As the grim arpeggio electrolyte of Cemetery Gates resounded, Philip Angelmo's bold, rough-hearted song began.

Reverend, Reverend. Is this some conspiracy?

Did the reverend conspire?)

Crucified for no sins An image beneath me

(Crucified for me)

What's within our plans for life It all seems so unreal

(What are our plans for life?)

Dominic's performance rests on top of Kevin's arpeggio. The audience shifted gradually to a beautiful and mysterious tune of slow beats and drenched their memories. After singing without a beat, Gun fixed his gaze on Philip who was listening to the guitar. Philipp has been frowning from the end of Part A.

Finally, the beats accelerated, and a section began where sharp picking began, like a razor-sharp blade unique to the Dime Bell Darrell. The gun's eyes saw Dominic doing his best to make as much noise as possible with Dyme Beck Darrell. When he saw Dominic like that, he shook his head and touched his forehead with his hands.

“Phew, that's another one. ”

Gun takes a look at Philip's remarks. Philip, holding his hands on the microphone stand with his head down, threw the microphone stand at Dominic less than 10 seconds after Dominic's performance began. Dominic falls on his head with a microphone stand.

The audience stops their ears as the guitar collapses through the speakers. Philipp runs to Dominic, who's fallen, and starts stepping on him.

“You piece of shit! That too! Die! ”

After Philip kicked Dominic when he tried to hit Dominic with his thrown microphone stand, Kevin, who was beside him, took hold of Philip's body and collapsed together. Kevin presses down on Philip's shoulder and shouts.

“Come on!!! Calm down, Philippe!”

Philip thumps and shouts.

“Let go of me! How dare that piece of shit insult Daryl? I'll kill you! ”

Kevin presses with all his might, but Philip falls out without stopping. Philip jumps up and gives a white hand to Dominic, who is still on his knees. The moment Philip, who was excited, tried to remove my pushed hand with his fist, the owner of the hand entered Philip's eyes.

It was about stopping Philipp. Taking Haku to the stage with his shoulders, he puts one hand in front of Philip and pushes me. Seeing the case, Philip stops screaming.

“Get out of my way! Even if you stop me, I won't forgive you! ”

When the word Kay came out of Philip's mouth, the audience rumbled.

You mean Kay from Marilyn Manson's music video? ”

“You also did the scissors hand music editor. Is that him?"

“No, what's a guy like that doing in a club like this? ”

The gun makes eye contact with Philip, without being overwhelmed by people's murmuring. Philip stares at you, and the gun slowly shakes his head. Philip shouts in excitement again.

“Get out of my way! I'll kill him! ”

The gun lowers its hand and raises its other hand to snap its index finger. When Philip looks at himself, he pulls Haku out of his shoulder with a hard case placed on the ground. When the audience saw Haku, they shouted.

“The White Falcon!! It's really Kay! ”

“Ugh! Philip Angelmoe Kay! ”

“Gaaaahhhh!!!! Kay is so handsome!! ”

The gun carries Haku on its shoulder, keeping Philip away from himself and keeping him away from Dominic. When Philipp sees that he's not moving, he approaches Dominic, who collapses backwards.

“Are you okay? I got your back. Get some rest."

The gun reaches out and pulls out the jack that was on Dominic's guitar and connects it to Haku. Dominic sees that, and is carried off the stage by a member of the Facilitator who came back for Philip. After finishing the guitar connection, the gun approaches Philip and looks him straight in the eye. Philipp looks a little embarrassed as he looks scared.

The gun turns its head and looks at Kevin. Kevin notices and nods, holding the guitar. The gun turns around again and looks at Philip, whispering in his ear as he passes by his side.

“Grab the microphone, Philippe. ”

The gun passes past Philip, looking at himself in a daze, and approaches Kevin.

“Kevin, good to see you. I'm Kay. I'll take the Arpeggio from the old days. I'll take the District Reef. ”

Kevin nods as if he knew.

“Yes, Kay. Oh, it's so good to see you. ”

Gun flinches back to his seat with a smile. Kevin glances at Philip, who was looking at the pair with an absurd look, and starts Arpeggio, the predecessor of "Cemetery Gates.“ The audience that was watching began to focus on the stage as the music began again.

Philipp has been eyeballing Kevin the whole time. Gun said as he approached the beginning of the vocalist rather than aiming together without avoiding Philip's eyes.

“If you're not happy, I can make Dominic look like him, too. ”

Philipp grabs the microphone and starts singing, rather than aiming for more.

Reverend, Reverend. Is this some conspiracy?

Did the reverend conspire?)

Crucified for no sins An image beneath me

(Crucified for me)

What's within our plans for life It all seems so unreal

(What are our plans for life?)

At the end of Part A, Adrif plays on Kevin's arpeggio. As the gap on the start of the Dyme Beck Darrell's unique leaf approached, the audience sat down, swallowing their saliva and fixing their seats. Philipp turns and aims at the gun with one hand on the microphone stand.

The gun closes its eyes and focuses on playing to make sure Philip doesn't mind. As the sharp section of the reef awaits everyone, the gun stands wide and lowers its body.

“Jing jing jing jing jing jing"

The sharp sound echoes from his hand, and Philip's eyes twist in horror. The audience cheers with their hands up as soon as the Riff begins.

“Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! ”

“Excellent!!! Yippee!!! ”

Philipp feels a blade pierced through his body to the sound of sharp guitars. Philip, who trembled and couldn't take his eyes off the gun, could not sing with his microphone stretched when the song began again. The gun closes its eyes to see if Philip doesn't care whether he sings or not.

No one in the audience cared about Philip not singing. Everyone was focused on the sound of vomiting in his hands. A lifetime of Dime Beck Darrell overlaps over the guitar in Philip's eye.

Tears come to his starry eyes, reaching out and touching Daryl's face. Thick tears flow through Philip's cheek. Dime Beck Darrell, who saw him, said:

‘It's not your fault. My friend.’

Philipp's body collapses.

Everyone sits on the floor, holding himself up with their arms, and watches Philip weep. Guns and bands did not stop playing. The gun closes its eyes and plays to the end, making sure Philip is not interested in crying. Shortly after the performance of 'Cemetery Gates’, I opened my eyes and looked down at Philip, crying.

The gun slowly kneels on one knee and puts its hand on Philip's shoulder. Philip looks up at the gun with a tearful face. He stroked his cheek with one hand in a convulsion that was happening on Philipp's face.

“It's not your fault. ”

I felt something snap and snap in Philip's head. Philip grips his cheek with a trembling hand. Philip, who kept blinking but didn't take his eyes off the gun's face, groaned with one hand, making sure he couldn't see in front of the endless tears.

“Ahhhh!!!!!!!!!!! Daryl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ”

No one spoke out. Hundreds of spicy audiences, Dominique looking up under the stage, and Wilter crying as he sits in the corner. Everyone was quietly staring at Philip screaming.

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