I'm ghosting again. I'm sorry, everyone!
I'll post all twenty chapters I have saved, but if you haven't read them yet, there's no need to. If I continue updating in the future, it'll only be after I find a good way to overhaul and substantially revise the story.
Thanks for your support. This book is on hiatus. See you in the next one!
A powerful singer renowned as the youngest superstar, whose ethereal voice has kept him at the top of the music charts,
suddenly transmigrates to a modern magical, martial alternate world.
Superstar: ??? Can I hold a concert?
[Of course! Go for it, baby!!!]
The script: The best singer in the other world is a bard, a magic-based healing class whose audience consists of combatants and the sick and wounded.
Superstar: That's fine. As long as someone listens to me sing.
The script: For thousands of years, humanity has struggled against monsters in a battle dictated by fate. The people of this other world focus on survival and material needs, with no interest in cultivating the spirit. There are no fans or fandom culture.
Superstar: ...
The script: Superstar, please get in shape and go wherever the people need you!
Superstar, whose combat power is zero and who can't even take care of himself: You want a guy who just stands there to sing and dance? That's ridiculous!!!
CP blurb:
A classic case of a big shot succeeding at stanning his idol. The superstar can sing anytime, anywhere, and we love anything he sings. Even his burps sound good!
P.S. The story starts a little slowly, so please let it build up before diving in~ Updates at six or nine every evening! (That's right, I added the nine o'clock option later!)
There aren't many music terms, so they won't affect your reading [After all, the author's making things up too [not really...
Theme: Hold fast to what you love and refuse to yield to fate.
