Vol 3 Chapter 16: Song of surprise

How degenerate and unsustainable. ?? 8? 1 Chinese? W㈧W? W ?. (1) 8? 1? Z? W. Com Zack is bored to listen to Oz Kozil's record collection. It ’s not that Zack has no way of guests, but-the normal version of Oz Kozil said, just feel free to treat this as your own home; there is only one sentence in the face of the "leaf version" Oz of the Vampire of the Banquet , 'Don't tear down my home'.
What is Zac still polite?
To my surprise, Oz's taste for music seems to be different from that of Zac's free jazz, which is somewhat old-fashioned and mostly classical. Zac can't talk about likes or hates. How to say, most of the occasions where Zach needs to listen to this kind of music, he is finishing the work of Toledo. Communicate, manipulate people's hearts.
Ah ~ beautiful ~ The Secret Alliance and the era of Toledo ~
Zac ignored all records that would evoke ‘good’ memories.
"Give me a surprise ~" self-encouraging, shouting to the spirit of Oz who is clearly doing business in the court, "Oz Kozil, give me your personal goods ~"
Private goods appeared, and Zac raised his eyebrows to pull out the record.
Cover? A decaying body. Album name? Holy wood. artist? Son of night.
Surprise.
Zac didn't seem to have much choice. He put on the record and watched it start turning.
When the first whimper hidden by the note appeared in Zac's hearing — Eli Torredo used real food, and the whine of humans was used as the background sound habit, remember. Zac shook his head and started looking at the cover. There is a track name on it.
"Yes." Zach raised his eyebrows, which was unexpected. "Inflammatory?" Zack didn't know whether his evaluation was accurate, but-"God Eats God", "Song of Love", "Consumable Man", "The Fall of Adam" ...
never mind. Zac lost the cover, went around and found something else to do.
"Hey, Zager ~" ...
"Yo! Zager!" ...
"Oh, you're so funny, I see your eyes move, you are Zager!" ...
"Oh, what a coincidence, you are here, Zager ~" ...
"Unbelievable! Zagel, tell me! Who brought you to the mop room!" ...
"Hey ~~ female model, have you seen Zagar?" ...
Zac should be crazy.
Going back to my own apartment, do n’t dismantle the apartment, the 'surprise' is still playing, Zac is lying on the sand, it is really crazy, and he began to talk to himself, "I should think more about what I should do before the plan is implemented. It's time. "Yeah, now it's boring, deserve it.
The simple drumbeat and melody entered Zac's ear.
Zac raised his head on the sand and looked at the direction of the record player. Without Eli Toledo's mischievous background sound, it seems to be able to listen.
Perhaps the rhythm of the drumbeat was repeated too clearly, and Zac lying in the sand began to rotate his toes at this rhythm. enjoy? It's still far away. We can think of it as a boring vampire who simply wants to move his toes.
The melody is simple, and the repetition is quite high. The words are also very simple. Which boring midnight is the same boring work? Okay, Zac is not a professional appraiser either, judge, and leave it to everyone--

Today, I am dirty
I also want to be beautiful
Tomorrow, I know that I will only be filthy dust
(repeat)

Uh, don't judge the song in three bars, the change is coming. Well, it's just a little bit more high-pitched, with some variations of drum points, the melody is the same.

None of us
We want to be ‘characters’
When we die, let them know who we are!

We do n’t know if it ’s boring, but we are definitely trying to express something. Zac raised his hands behind his head. I just reduced the mentality of moving my toes a little, and it is not too high, and the drumming is not complicated, and I return to the original repeat.

Yesterday, I was dirty
I also want to be beautiful
But now, I know that I will always be filthy dust
(repeat)

Well, it seems that the tenses of time pronouns and grammar have changed, which can't be considered as lengthening the repetition of duration.
So, uh, it was the author's brain, and he was imprisoned in the time loop.
The expected high-pitched and varied drumming, the so-called high-tide-, came repeatedly. A very economical work. Zac can already sing. But naturally, Zac wouldn't make his voice like that kind of moaning ...
The door opened.
Zac did not move, and had long felt the arrival of this guy, all considered to be the guests of Oz Kozil, Zac did not need to greet him-Cappadocia was back.
The other party did not approach Zac for the first time, but walked to the record player. After a short fault, the melody and drumbeat reappeared. "I like this song." Cappadocia said, "A few Eli Torredo Works that I like. "It seems very relaxed." You know, his style is a little bit, even for metal music, well, exaggerated. "
Exactly, Zack didn't even know the name of the song, "What's it called?"
"Nameless people." After a small pause, "men. Plural."
"Oh." Zac still lay on the sand, and responded easily. "Everything added 'men', it's easy to resonate." Provocative, isn't it-I am struggling to live, we are struggling life. The cheapest inflammatory expression.
Cappadocia raised his eyebrows and looked at the direction of the sand. Not surprisingly, he was blocked by the backrest, and all he could admire was Zac's elbows and toes.
"You Toredo, really good at using language."
"Thank you." Was it unexpected, "Then, there are no" men ", only me, the torto you know, only me."
"Well, I heard that you sent Toledo's messenger for the last trip." It may be that to better look at Zac, Cappadocia walked towards Zac, and looked at the seemingly comfortable Zac Ke, after a strange look on his face, this guy lay down under the sand. Wonderful guy.
Zac raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and looked at Cappadocia, who mimicked his posture under him. He didn't know what emotion he had, and continued to lie back.
Cappadocia continued, "Can I ask why?" It seems to be really puzzled, "I can understand that you will hate such a body that has lost everything, emotionally. But, after all, it is a Toledo's body is as as you are. A little waste, don't you think? "
"Then let me ask you a question too." Zac continued to rotate his toes in the repeated melodies and words. "Is this the only Toledo body you have at the Feast?"
"Very unfortunate, yes." Cappadocia doesn't seem to have any meaning to conceal, or it may just be afraid, he is one order lower than Zac's lineage, "Lessenbra took a lot of work, In the preservation of this body. At that time, Torredo ’s blood was not difficult to obtain. Sometimes, there were even channels to buy it from the hidden alliance and use it for money. "
The hidden alliance destroys Torre Doha (two times), don't waste your spirit and taste the taste of your allies. Yes.
Zac was given time to fully feel these words, Cappadocia, hehe, it was n’t a kind guy anymore, he continued, "But the body ..." is a coincidence, which melody in the broadcast just carries the sentence ' 'Dirty dust', Cappadocia's tone smiled a little, "Like this song, dust. The body of the vampire, or you can say, the corpse. It's hard to get."
So is the resonance of identity here? Vampires are ugly and must become dusty things. Sad resonance.
Zac is not prepared to resonate with anything. He is proud and immortal, Zac. Asked, "Then, how did Rosenbull get this body." To prove that Zack fully understood the previous words, "This is not something that can be bought for money."
"Steal." The focus was deliberately placed after a pause, "From Papa's hand at midnight."
Zac raised his eyebrows, so, so Papa last night would mock the way the magic banquet "barbaric" (craniotomy) was kept.
After being quiet for a while, "You still haven't answered my question." The vampire underground reminded the vampire on the sand.
"There is no particular reason. It's just that in my memory, people who have died, just keep dying." Uh, so cold, "Now, what I don't want to see most is the location of my Lord Torredo, One more option equal to mine, huh, huh. "Not only was it cold, he laughed.
Cappadocia couldn't lie down, got up and sat up, at exactly the same height, can look up at Zac lying on his back, raised his eyebrows, and looked surprised. A lot of things flashed in my eyes, and finally fixed-"Is this a message?" Frowning, "The message you gave to the feast?"
Zac raised an eyebrow. "You understand? Rare. Cappadocia is not a clever clan."
"Nenad, Nenad Cappadocia." Self-introduction ~ "My father is the second generation of Fern ..."
Zac moved his elbow, "I don't care."
"Okay." Nenad is still conscious. "You want to use this behavior to declare that you are the master of the Toledo clan, you, only you. You choose the feast as the option of you or Eli, Raised to whether to choose the Toledo clan, or this exotic species! "
"It's almost what it means." Zach continued to move his elbow. "I should thank Lesenbra for clearing the messenger. I made it easier." It means that there will be no psychological burden.
Nenad still looked at Zac, "So does this indicate that Toredo, really joined the magic feast. You, as the ancestor, can represent Toredo as a whole!"
Zac smiled, "Don't say that so ideally, Nenad, you need to choose me, and then ~" Zac raised an eyebrow, "I don't think there is any need to say anything to welcome that exaggerated thing, but , Ha ha, full of sincere invitation, I will still enjoy it. "
Nenad stood up completely, his face very serious, "I need to give these back to the West, which will affect their choice."
See Zac ’s calmness, "Good influence, or bad influence?" The lighter the tiptoe spins, the more lightly, "I know that ~ For the Demon Banquet, I am divided, hehe" original sin ", I Splitting the thirteen clan, splitting the hidden alliance, and then I led Torrido to join the magic feast, it may not be a good thing for the magic feast ~ "Calmness is the arrogance to say anything.
"Who told you this !!" Dignified.
"Do I need someone to tell me? What I did ~" Zac tilted his head and followed the melody, "This song is really good. Everyone wants to be a" character ". After death, someone will come to summarize what we are like. "Character." Zach shook his head lightly. "I'm so lucky. I'm still alive. Someone is already summarizing my life. Ha ha, I am the" character "that the unknown people in this song aspire to become. . "
As if repeatedly thinking about what I can say at this time, now turn my face? Dare not, then, the last thing to say is, "Then you should understand that the summary of your life is not only split. You have done many things in the hidden alliance! It is those things that make Lesenbra obsessed with you! "
Zac bent his mouth, "Yes ~ So, receiving me, also receiving my ability to do those things in the secret alliance, splitting, but you need to weigh the collateral risks of the feast ~ OK ~ I like your clear thinking. ~ "
Nenad seemed relieved and saluted. It seemed that he was going to report immediately, and, without the intention of avoiding suspicion, he went directly to the phone here to report under Zach's supervision.
Zac tilted his head slightly, a relaxed tone, "Are you reporting?" A sincere question? No, we know Zac enough! "You don't need to wait for the leader of your squad first, huh, did Hamilton explain to him when he returned?"
Nenad's dialing hand stopped, and his face flashed momentarily. It didn't matter if Zac didn't see it. He looked back at Zac's extremely sincere questioning face. "I won't say anything false. , The ancestors of Torredo. "The title has changed ~" You know what our Cappadocia is called, the ruined clan! Our decaying power ... "This will have the opportunity to say," Let us not be all A respected clan! "
That ’s right, the vampire squad, leader, fighter, tracker, and Cappadocia ’s aftermath came to Barton this time. Oh, who will respect the aftermath
Do you think that the ethnic culture of vampires is the same as humans? Will there be any respect for the aftermath, such as Grande ’s cleanup identity? Do not! For a vampire, it ’s a big deal! Human criminals are subject to human legal punishment. The older generation of Grande ’s cleanup is the only way for those black professionals to escape! What is a vampire? Is the Lord coming to punish vampires? What more punishment? ! Does the decaying soul decay faster? Or is eternal life multiplied by two? Be serious, don't be funny.
Zac smiled, repositioned his head, and ignored it.
Look, the magic feast gave a summary, the risk of the magic feast to weigh yourself ~
As it happens, this rare, repetitive and economical song is also coming to an end. It has been said for a long time that Zac will not find resonance in this kind of thing. He concluded that-Eli Torredo, at a midnight of boring wandering, has predicted his future in the magic feast That's it, an unnamed generation who is always dirty and only deserves to be dust. what! Add a ‘men’.
(Mari1ynmanson, the title is Thenobodies)