Marco Aurelio, a rippled journey through the empty void, a sound too strong to exist in the nothingness of space.

Yet, somehow, there was a vibration felt by every atom in the vicinity, as though the very fabric of the universe had caught a vibration of Aurelio's specific sound.

His fingers danced across the holographic controls, with his mind connected to the flow of the moment.

The stars outside were just pinpricks of light, distant, cold. Inside, though, the air was electric.

Aurelio always trusted the stars, but today, the stars seemed to be whispering something different.

A figure out of place but his hands are a blur that alters sound waves, bending, and stretching them into existence.

Not just a DJ set. It is a key, a doorway to something vast, something the universe had kept hidden for eons

The music is the bridge, the connector, and the journey has only begun.

It's an ancient code of awakening.

Enjoy the ride!