Chapter 755: Moonlight's Heartfelt Words

Chapter 755: Moonlight's Heartfelt Words



Moonlight looked at the cheering crowd with emotion, his heart was beating so fast, but strangely, he felt calm while at the same time excited. He knew that it didn't make sense and that was why he couldn't quite describe what he was feeling. The lights bathed the venue in a soft glow, casting silvery hues across the sea of faces, each illuminated by the anticipation of the moment. The crowd's energy was palpable, a wave of excitement washing over the stage, making his fingers tingle on the strings of his guitar.

"Good night, Catadrid!" he said, when the crowd calmed down.

His greeting only made the crowd cheer even louder. The roar was deafening, but in that noise, Moonlight found a strange sense of peace. There were 20,000 people in front of him, cheering his name, chanting for him, yet he was alone in this small space, cocooned in the warmth of their adoration. His half-covered face reflected mystery, but his eyes, the only visible part, held sincerity. The black and white mask that adorned him was just a symbol of the separation between his public persona and the man beneath.

After a moment, the crowd finally settled enough for him to speak again. His fingers absentmindedly strummed the strings, playing a quiet, soft melody. He smiled behind his mask, grateful they couldn't see the little nervous twitch in his lips.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"I... I don't even know where to start," he began, his voice still holding the same calm and magnetic tone that had captivated his audience from the start. "This is... I'm not sure what I expected, but this... all of you here, it's something else."

The crowd responded with cheers again, a rolling tide of encouragement. Moonlight paused, letting the noise wash over him once more, his heart swelling with the enormity of it all. He hadn't imagined this. Not in his wildest dreams.

"I know it sounds cliché," he said, smiling, "but I couldn't have done any of this without all of you. Every single one of you has made this possible, and I'll forever be grateful for that."

He allowed the crowd a moment to respond, his eyes scanning the audience. The moon- themed stage around him was designed to reflect the ethereal mystery of his persona, and the glowing crescent lights hanging above the stage created a celestial atmosphere, almost as if they were all standing under a sky full of stars. He had always envisioned this aesthetic for his first concert, a blend of the earthly and the ethereal, much like his music.

"This is my first time performing live," he continued, his voice softer now, as if he were speaking directly to each person individually. "And, to be honest, I've been nervous about it for a long time. Even with all the rehearsals, all the planning... nothing could really prepare me for this."

He looked out over the sea of faces, and for a brief second, he let the weight of the moment sink in. This was real. He was here, standing in front of thousands of people who had come to hear his music, to share in his journey. And in that moment, he felt a deep sense of gratitude, not just for the fans, but for the music itself. For the way, it had brought them all together.

"Thank you for being here," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "I know you've all been waiting a long time for this, and I promise you, it's going to be a night to remember."

The crowd cheered again, louder this time, their excitement building in anticipation of what was to come. Moonlight could feel the energy rising, a palpable buzz that seemed to fill the entire venue.

He took a deep breath, letting the moment linger just a little longer. Then, with a mischievous glint in his eye, he leaned into the microphone and said, "Now, how about we get back to the music?"

The response was instant and deafening. The crowd roared, their excitement spilling over into a wave of applause and cheers. Moonlight grinned beneath his mask, the adrenaline pumping through his veins.

"Alright," he said, his fingers finding their place on the strings of his guitar. "This next one... you might know it."

The crowd hushed, their attention fully focused on him now, waiting for what came next.

Moonlight strummed the opening chords to Love Yourself, the familiar melody echoing through the venue. The crowd immediately recognized the tune, and a ripple of excitement swept through them.

"This one's for all of you," Moonlight said, his voice soft but full of emotion. "Let's sing it together."

And with that, he began to play, his voice blending seamlessly with the music as he poured his heart into the song. The crowd joined in, their voices rising in perfect harmony with his, creating a moment of pure connection, a moment that would stay with them long after the concert was over.