1 Chapter 00 : The Prologue

Music brings people together, whether it's at concerts, banquets, or gatherings, always igniting enthusiasm in the hearts of those who listen.

"Brother! Do you think we can create music as beautiful as Father and Uncle's one day?" I asked excitedly as their performance came to an end. The crowd cheered, and the uplifting energy filled the air after witnessing such a breathtaking show.

My brother mirrored my excitement with a wide grin. "Of course we will! We'll make music just like Father and travel the world! Once I master the piano and you conquer the violin, our names will be known to everyone!" he exclaimed, his face radiant like the sun, filled with warmth, determination, and confidence.

His words lit up my face even more. "Yeah! Let's practice as soon as we get back home!" Inspired by his unwavering belief, I, too, aspired to become a professional violinist, performing on stages where millions could hear the music I composed. Through my music, I wanted to spread happiness and joy worldwide.

"Yahiro! Are you even listening?" a long-haired man with blonde hair sighed wearily, as if accustomed to my absentmindedness. He wore a black cloak that partially covered his eyes, with only his long strands of hair visible.

Blinking, I snapped back to reality, remembering my mission. "Oh, sorry. I was just contemplating the quickest way to finish without soiling my clothes. After all, I just got this suit for today's performance!" I complained, hastily conjuring an excuse for my lack of focus.

The long-haired man sighed again, clearly unbothered by such trivial matters. "Just finish before someone catches you. I'll be waiting at the entrance," he said, turning his back and waving a quick goodbye before disappearing in a swirl of smoke.

Irritated, I muttered, "So, you won't help me? Some partner you are," while rolling my eyes. "Well, I'd rather go home and practice. But you heard the man, so please understand—" I glanced at the nobleman through my masquerade mask. Fear trembled in his eyes, his anger barely contained.

"Is money what you want? I'll give you plenty! No, I'll even offer you half my fortune! How does that sound? Just spare me—" I chuckled. "How pathetic can you be? Even in your final moments, all you think about is money. I have no interest in your fortune, tainted by the illegal purchase of slaves. But don't worry, I'll donate not just half, but your entire fortune to the people you have harmed. Doesn't that sound wonderful?" I said, smiling widely as I revealed a hidden knife from my sleeve.

Little did anyone know, instead of bringing harmony— "Your last moments will be long and painful, so please..." I walked closer to the nobleman, who now sat on the floor, fear evident in his eyes. Instead of harmony, I would bring silence. "...die, won't you?"

Blood sprayed across the floor as the man's screams gradually faded, his lifeblood running cold. Drops of blood stained my suit and gloves as I removed my masquerade mask, revealing my glowing blue eyes illuminated by the moonlight.

Approaching the lifeless body, I checked behind the nobleman's neck, where I found an ace-shaped tattoo. It marked the Ace Organization. With this discovery, I knew I was one step closer to eradicating them entirely—Mother, Father, Uncle.

I vowed to hunt them down, no matter the cost. They would soon regret ever crossing paths with me. I would ensure it, even if it meant embracing the role of the villain, causing mischief and sorrow. I would gladly orchestrate the symphony of death, with the members of the Ace Organization as my special guests.