Fate plays its own theme song. The needle spins dutifully, playing on a track that seems as fixed as a never-changing march toward the end.
Yet some refuse to listen to this obedient, pre-arranged melody. They rewind, scratch, and make the vinyl emit sounds never written into the music. These self-proclaimed DJs twist and stir the ancient record, giving rise to something new.
It may be noisy or chaotic—but it becomes its own unique song.
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