As far as I can remember I've loved music; the soft flow of a violin in an orchestral piece, the lovely voices of opera, the power cords of rock and roll, the intense bass of metal, the catchy rifts of pop, the silver tongue of the 50s, the sad soul of the blues, the bounce of electronica, and so so so much more, and I hardly got into anything international. Now before I get distracted, I have finally got ahold of the last items I needed to complete the collection. Holding in my arms is Prince's, or the artist formally known as Prince for those of you still confused, is his lost and locked albums that he refused to release to the public. It took years of planning and tens of thousands of dollars to pull it off but as I bring it to my collection I can finally say I have every piece of music ever recorded.
How?
Simple, I used a computer virus, it would attach itself to an email and it would then connect to your audio and record everything you listen to then send it back. The FBI and NSA paid top dollar for that program and I didn't even need to worry about them breathing down my neck when I told them what I wanted it for. Now I have petabites worth of audio and with an algorithm processing what is music and what is just useless noise, I can safely say I have the most complete music library in the world. Itunes would suck my left nut just to dream about the amount of songs I have from all over the globe from the most obscure to things coming out in real time.
The last ones I needed were from places that refused to share any information about what they had to outsiders without a hefty price. It was easy to get the Vatican to release what I needed when I had a few choice audio clips from the Pope using every curse word imaginable under his breathe as he received the masses.
Everyone else was fine for an extremely large sum of money, all except for Prince and that damned crazy tendency to hide everything like God made it a sin to create music.
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But here it is, at last my full complete collection and as I stare wide eyed and happy about my accomplishments, it vanished, all of it, gone without so much as a trace.
I think I died, maybe from both the joy of having completed my life long dream and then having it stolen right from my very eyes.
And honestly I really couldn't believe it, I refused to believe it, it was mine, it IS MINE,
"YOU CAN'T TAKE WHAT I LOVE WITHOUT A FIGHT!!!!"
And then I heard it.
Chuckles "ok then, here have it back"
I heard I gut wrenching roar.
"God that would be such an awesome metal scream" I thought, but then I realized it was me.
My mind felt like it was being drilled every which way, the holes filled with venom, then set ablaze. But then I realized I knew more songs than I ever did.
I was becoming my dream of being the complete human music library and I was happier than I ever could be.
After that I blacked out.
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"Great, how can such a simple prank go so arwy" sigh "now what am I supposed to do"
"Well great, just great! We can't leave him here now! We were already trespassing as it was, it was hard enough being stealthy without all the minor pranks you pull every minute and now that you've overloaded him with mana, this area greatly reduces the amount of time before we are discovered"
"Bahhh, it will be fine. We will come up with something, it's not like we can just scrub the mana from here anyway. We just have to use it all up before HE notices. Hmmmm looks like there is enough mana for a transfer, you think he will go crazy like the others?"
"Not like it matters anyway. We need to get moving now, I can already feel HIM searching in this area. I can conceal it long enough to finish the transfer and then I'll use up the remaining mana some how, now let's go!"
"Ok ok don't rush me" with a have of a hand thousands of runic symbols appear over the collapsed man "Well then, here we go!"