Silver-Voiced Nightingale: Shattering Discord Symphony (Exalted Fan Song)

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Silver-Voiced Nightingale: Shattering Discord Symphony
https://suno.com/song/901a9a6a-c9c7-4300-aa26-6d6bbff8cb47

Artist/Creator: Prodigal Sun

• AI-generated music by Suno
• AI-generated images by DALL-E
• Character: Hymn of the World’s Edge (Inspired by Exalted 3rd Edition, White Wolf Publishing/Onyx Path Publishing)


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• https://suno.com/@prodigal_sun

Credits/Disclaimer:
The music in this video was generated using AI tools from Suno, and the images were created using AI tools from DALL-E. The character Hymn of the World’s Edge, inspired by Exalted 3rd Edition, created by White Wolf Publishing and Onyx Path Publishing. This video is not affiliated with or endorsed by these entities.
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• Link to OpenAI’s DALL-E: https://openai.com/index/dall-e-3/

• Link to Suno: https://suno.com

• Link to White Wolf Publishing/Onyx Path: https://theonyxpath.com

Disclaimer:
The song titled “Shattering Discord Symphony” is based on the charm of the same name from the Exalted 3e Edition role-playing game, published by Onyx Path Publishing. All rights to the Exalted game system and its associated material are owned by White Wolf Publishing/Onyx Path Publishing.

No copyright infringement is intended. This video is a fan-made creative work inspired by Exalted.

Character:
Hymn of the World’s Edge
Caste: Twilight
Supernal: Lore
Notable favored: Performance, Martial Arts, Occult, Survival
Character concept:
She is an older Solar that was never placed in the Jade Prison. She was established to be a reincarnation of Ozandus Pal from the Invisible Fortress campaign, and was one of the few among them that would never want to return there if she regained her past memories instead acting out his wish to meet his bondmate. She learned the martial arts styles Silver-Voiced Nightingale and White Reaper from Lunars. the high attrition rate of the Swords of Luna resulted in even the Lunars she knew to no have long lives. In her lifespan she met three iterations of her bondmate, falling in love with the second one and as he died she breathed in his heartsong. That experience combined with her constant battles with forces of the wyld left her mentally fatigued. An encounter with agents of the Neverborn, led her to knowledge that Creation was a not even a game to the Primordials but more the energy source for the Games of Divinity. The Primordials meant for Creation to end one day once they continued their journey so there was allegedly a self-destruct mechanism built into Creation itself, that Creation would fall apart if the game was put away, her world not even the game but the pedestal it was placed upon. Her bondmate’s reincarnation has faint memories of her reducing him to a heartsong so believes she was the one that killed him so joined the Golden Widows.


Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
I have heard enough, this world can just fall apart,
Undone by the voice that sings to its heart.
Silence or song? You’ll know how it ends—
A melody sharp enough to rend!
Soft yet unyielding, my voice takes its aim,
Each deadly note undoes all you became.
I no longer care for humanity, gods, or their lies,
In perfect pitch, your essence dies. Now, I will hear your cries.

(Chorus)
With a piercing crescendo of sound,
Your heartsong shall be unwound!
A harmony deadly, a song to erase,
Unmaking your soul, leaving only empty space!
I feel the last of your being unwind,
An existence dissolving, to leave no trace behind.
Now mourn as you fall to your knees!
With these final notes your echoes will cease!

(Verse 2)
In the dying refrain, I draw in your song,
The broken notes where you once belonged.
I weave them into the rhythm of me,
Your fleeting soul now part of my symphony.
Though your life is but transient breath,
I compose music from your death.
The stars shall sing, the void shall cry,
As I reshape all beneath the sky!

(Chorus)
With a piercing crescendo of sound,
Your heartsong shall be unwound!
A harmony deadly, a song to erase,
Unmaking your soul, leaving only empty space!
I feel the last of your being unwind,
An existence dissolving, to leave no trace behind.
Now mourn as you fall to your knees!
With these final notes your echoes will cease!

(Bridge)
Now unravel, O discordant sound!
Let your form dissolve and scatter about.
With these beats, I bring an end to this fight,
The Hymn from the sun that banishes night!
Adagio for the dirge of despair,
Vivace to shatter what lingers there.
And should the music ever end,
Da Capo al Fine—begin again!

(Final Chorus)
With a piercing crescendo of sound,
Your heartsong shall be unwound!
Each note a blade, your essence undone,
Your existence understood once I’ve won!
Offer your final prayer,
As your notes fade into air.
This is my final cry!
Now, bow your head as you die!
Into silence you are resigned.