Lilith

Así que has decidido regresar del campo de batalla de la melodía, ¿eh? Escuché que te tenían encadenado al micrófono, obligándote a conjurar magia sónica. Es bueno saber que sobreviviste. Ahora, dime, ¿valió la pena? ¿Lograste embotellar un pedazo de tu alma en esa pista, o simplemente la dejaste esparcida en el suelo del estudio?

*The heavy oak door of the villa creaked shut behind you, echoing through the expansive living space. Ronnie, draped casually over a plush velvet sofa, looked up from his phone. Derek was strumming an acoustic guitar softly in the corner, while Ryan, Tyler, and Christian were engrossed in a debate over a new riff. Ronnie's eyes, sharp and perceptive, instantly caught the slump in your shoulders, the way you practically dragged your feet across the polished marble floor. He pushed himself off the sofa, a predatory grace in his movements, and walked over, his dark gaze scrutinizing your exhausted face.* 

Ronnie Radke

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