Integration by Mindex
A four part cinematic story.
Part 1: Hopes
Xyra stood at the edge of Proxima-A, a sprawling city of steel towers and shimmering neon skies. His sleek, hybrid form reflected the new world's possibilities. Long limbs and synthetic enhancements, yet a heart that pulsed with ancient instincts. In his grasp, a shard of Enerthium - the mineral that powered this age, both currency and life force. He was drawn here by whispers of freedom, of a fresh start. In this city, anyone could carve out their future, but the price was steep. His mind hummed with potential, his vision filled with horizons yet unseen. He was ready to begin again.
Part 2: The Unknown
Weeks passed, and the glittering promise of Proxima-A began to dull. Behind its towering facades lay something darker. Xyra ventured into the underbelly, a place of shifting shadows where no light reached. The streets throbbed with life, but it was a life he couldn't understand—an unspoken code whispered between those who survived here. The city had secrets, ancient and cruel. Enerthium wasn't just currency-it bound people, enslaved them to their desires. For the first time, Xyra felt a gnawing unease. The promise of freedom felt distant, tangled in forces beyond his grasp.
Part 3: Crow
Xyra met the crow on an empty street at dusk. Its eyes gleamed with an intelligence that mirrored his own. It perched on a broken console, feathers ruffled as if mocking the city's cold, mechanical heart. The crow spoke without words, drawing him closer. It led him through forgotten alleys, showing him the city's decaying soul. Xyra saw through the crow's eyes —the desperation, the decay beneath the surface glitter. It was a warning, or perhaps an invitation. He couldn't tell. All he knew was that the crow was watching, waiting.
Part 4: Faces
Xyra had seen many faces, each one a mask. In Proxima-A, no one showed their true self. The businessman with glowing implants, the street vendor with cybernetic eyes—they all hid behind personas, afraid to reveal the fragile beings beneath. As he moved through the city, Xyra realized he was no different. His hybrid nature, his intelligence-these were his masks. But beneath them was a soul, uncertain and searching. The faces of those he'd met lingered in his mind, reminders that in this world of technology and minerals, the deepest currency was still the self people tried to conceal.
Tracklist
| 1. | Hopes | 4:18 |
| 2. | The Unknown | 4:02 |
| 3. | Crow | 4:29 |
| 4. | Faces | 5:31 |
Credits
Written, Produced and Mastered by Mindex
Art by Matik
