Quest for the Philosopher's Stone- Knights Omni & Alpha Progressive Rock Type Beat

The sky cracked open the day the Gate appeared—an obsidian wound in the heavens, pulsing with ancient hunger. From it spilled the first wave of shadows, and with them, the end of the old world.

Twelve of us survived that day. Twelve children, all born under the same blood moon, all marked by the same dream: a voice whispering, “Those who crave true power must seek the darkness… but move past it.”

We didn’t understand then. We were just kids. But the Gate changed us. It gave us power—terrible, beautiful, impossible power. Some called it a gift. Others, a curse. But none of us could deny it was fate.

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Omnimon was the first to fall.

He was our strongest, our symbol of unity. A fusion of light and will. But he hesitated. When the Gate called to him, he looked into it and saw himself—fractured, afraid. He tried to fight the darkness with purity alone. But the Gate doesn’t yield to light. It devours it.

He shattered in the final hour of the Siege of Vanthelos. Not from the enemy’s blade, but from within. His doubt was his undoing.

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Aplamon followed soon after.

He was cunning, precise, a tactician of the highest order. But he sought control, not understanding. He tried to bind the darkness, to use it as a weapon. But the Gate cannot be chained. It is not a tool—it is a mirror.

He lost himself in the Labyrinth of Echoes, chasing illusions of victory. When we found him, he was whispering to shadows that no longer listened.

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And you… you had doubts too, didn’t you?

You asked me once, “Why us?” Why twelve children? Why this power? Why this fate?

But I think you already knew. It wasn’t random. It wasn’t coincidence. The Gate chose us because we were fractured. Because we were hungry. Because we were capable of falling—and rising again.

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You’re the third person to ask me about the Philosopher’s Stone.

The first was a scholar. He died screaming, trying to transmute his soul into eternity.

The second was a warrior. He was too gentle. He believed the Stone could heal the world. The Gate laughed at him.

But me? I learned the secret.

The Stone isn’t a thing. It’s a threshold. A moment. A choice.

It’s the instant you step into the darkness—not to be consumed, but to understand it. To carry it. To move past it.

That’s why I survived. That’s why I’m still here.

And that’s why I’m telling you this now.

Because the Thirteenth Gate is opening.

And this time, it’s calling your name.

 Soundbites from Digimon, Tri, Full Metal Alchemist, Eragon, Yu Yu Hakusho, Tokko, Boruto         With Samples from  Jellyfish, Grinz Beats, Dragon Force, Rush, DJ Pain 1, Boston,

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