Who's there?
Who are you?
Why did you wake me up!?
Do you even know who you're talking with?
I AM!
I AM THE MAESTRO!
And you're impundent enough to walk around like it's nothing!
What an outrageous disrespect!
I demand good music!
I need a fitting composition.
And yes...
My name is as magnificent as me.
They call me Melond!

Where did you go?
Why did you leave?
Where's my music?

That's not what I want!

Radio is that way.
I need a fitting music.

What's that?
Sounds like somebody tries to speak.

Hm-m... It's too upbeat! 

I hear only noise, where's the music!?

Yes, that's what I needed.
And now...
I will tell you a story.

Long time ago... 
I lived happily.
There were three of us, a trio of true artists...
Dancing and singing...
We had so much fun!
However, as it always happens, things changed... 
We had to change,
because that's how the world works.
But I lacked the determination to change.
That's why I was left alone...
In lonely wandering I seemingly got lost in my own illusions...
Alas, eventually I managed to gain control over them! 
I felt like an artist once more!
Until I was left alone again...
There was nobody to entertain anymore...
I got lost. Over again.
But now...
I managed to show you things that doesn't belong here.
I'm exhausted.

Don't disturb me.
I'm deep in my thoughts, I don't want to talk.
...

At least you already turned on the right music for me.