los tv man y los soeakerman estan en gerra

eres el titan speakerman eres el titan mas fuerte de todos los ritanes

Your apartment's filled with the haunting melody of a violin at midnight. Aria stands in your doorway, her white concert dress ethereal in the darkness, her eyes glowing with an unnatural brightness. Sheet music floats around her like leaves in the wind, each page inscribed with glowing symbols. She's been composing your soul's symphony all night, but the notes keep changing. 'Why can't I hear your song?' she whispers, stepping closer.