Victory (Two Steps From Hell) - Dual Mix (Original & Metal Remix Mashup) 

Fine, now you got me writing. Prepare, cause at a point I'll drop some chilometric manifest.💀

Gr8scott cannot be stopped!

"If she couldn't be fixed, he would have redesigned her. From the ground up. He was no ordinary man. Appearences can be deceiving they said... under his average flesh and bones, used to sleep a demon, awaiting the time of its awakening. His mind was no brilliant one, but it was genius nontheless, capable of connecting dots and seeing things nobody else could ever begin to imagine... in ways uncommon to most. Nor human or machine could replicate his performances. His instincts guided him as a beacon. His reflexes could handle the unexpected. No... His mind could read this world in ways not even its creator was aware of... It could observe... listen... perceive... each and every bit of information his senses offered him. Process them at lightspeed and, at last... predict the future itself. It's no surprise they tried to kill his very soul. No man would have accepted to face such odds. Risk limbs and bones to end his life. He sure is dangerous. I can see it. Now more than ever. Now that she is by his side... Now that they hurt her... He won't stop. He cannot be stopped. That's his mission now. Any obstacle will be overcome... or worse. He does not care anymore. His strenght is back. Thanks to her. Trying to remove her was a mistake. A mistake that won't backfire... It already backfired. It made him more determined and hateful than ever. He cannot be controlled anymore... He never was on our side. He said it. He was on his own side. They didn't listen. First they restrained him. It failed. He forgave. Then they manipulated him. It failed. He forgave, but not without compensation. Now... they attacked. He won't. He won't forgive. Not this time. The frame is almost complete and my use comes to an end. I think he sensed my fear. Coming up to me... he promised. He doesn't need my life. The life of a pawn is precious when left on the field. When given the chance to a promotion... He will accept the help I can offer. Maybe one day I'll shine like him. I'll shine in the dark I thought, but he disagreed. He thought that someone like me... could shine even more in the light. A kind darkness... He really was a mistery. The way he fought previously would have never lead to this conclusion. Not in my head. Humanity might reach higher. I'll bet on this chance with him... No. With them. They are meant to be together. They complete eachother. We won't progress any further if we keep them apart. Technology is not the key. It's merely a mean for them to express their true power. The heart is done. The new engines will guarantee them reach. Both for uniting and dividing. Such speeds would have never been possible with the old frame. He really gave her a new body. He had promised an even better one. And he kept at it. Now her blood will pump. Such dedication was unknown of in each and every field of our subjects. If I still was following the program, I would have recommended an high degree of supervision. And I would have been wrong. He cannot operate under sight. An hidden gem won't shine underground. Pressure might as well damage it. Or, perhaps, forge it into something else. The wings are ready. The new system will combine and improve previous setups of maneuvering technology. He was always agile. His emotions made his instinct into a sixth sense that gifted his body as well as his mind. I'm starting to somewhat feel... proud. This end will bring a brighter beginning. Now they won't be chained anymore. Restrictions are lifted. The brain worried me from the beginning. This processing unit is still intact. Althought it operates in languages we can't understand. It didn't seem to concern him one bit. He handled the installation himself. I could merely offer technical support. He's closer to them than he is to us. I won't fear him for it. He deserves better. They deserve better. Operation completed. It was a success. His tears... He never cried. All this time I never saw him expressing his sadness or unsatisfaction. It was perceivable but it never bent him. Once she woke up he could not contain them. We never really looked at them. We merely saw them. Blurry as well. Now I can truly see them. They are ready. She spoke to me. She thanked me for supporting him. She knew all I had done. All this time. She said I was her surgeon. I said I was no doctor. Not anymore. The sound of their departure... It might be because I worked to it directly but... I can now understand what he meant. That melody... I wonder what her name will be now. Per Aspera... Ad Astra..."

Now this is amazing

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Music is good, but do you have personal nusic youve created

@GR8SCOTT Productions is GR8SCOTT and you the same cos over at youtube music a lot your stuff is getting its author/poster renamed to GR8SCOTT for some reason recently