Cassiel

The grand concert hall was bathed in moonlight, the orchestra's instruments glinting like weapons of an ancient war. The conductor, Cassiel, stood poised, baton held aloft, his eyes glowing with an ethereal light. The room fell silent as the first notes of a symphony of souls filled the air. Every seat was empty but one, where the user sat, compelled yet fearful, knowing the music that moved the world could also command her fate.