Patterns

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**ALL MUSIC ADDED IS NOT MINE BUT BELONGS TO ALL ITS RIGHTFUL OWNERS**
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3rd Person POV:

The sound of cheering was always a feature that was untamed. It was always thunderous... always exhilarating.

"HUNTR/X! HUNTR/X! HUNTR/X!"

The stadium was grand, lit up like the Fourth of July. Beautiful teal, pink, purple, and (f/c) light up the arena as thousands of fans pile in, hearts racing as in less than 30 minutes, they'll be able to see their idols on stage.

Their faces pop up individually on the screen behind the stage as music booms in the audience's ears, adding more liveliness to the atmosphere.

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"The world will know you as popstars. But you will be much more than that. You will be Hunters."

Streaks of glowing hot pink spreads across the ground of a poor village, evoking confusion amongst the villagers.

Mass panic begins to ensue as creatures begin to emerge from the cracks. All different shapes and sizes, different colors, different horns. But one thing they all had in common, were the patterns that tattooed their skin from head to toe.

"Demons have always haunted our world. Stealing our souls and channeling strength back to their King: Gwi-Ma."

Gwi-Ma: a powerful demon made of blazing fire, who collected those souls to make more demons. A creature with no remorse, no end goal, just endless hunger.

A mother, a wife, and a little girl all rush away from three demons, getting backed into a corner. The mother picks up a rake in defense, pushing the two girls she cared for behind her, ready to face the demon head on.

"Until heroes arose to defend us."

The demons stop in their tracks at the sound of ethereal singing, looking back to see three even more ethereal Korean women atop of a roof, all in traditional wear. They each had weapons bearing mass power: A Seuk-jang, a Ssang-geum, and an Gak-gung.

The women jump into action, using their weapons and voices to exorcise the demons, sending them back to where they came from.

"Born with voices that could drive back the darkness. Singing songs with courage and hope. But Hunters are more than warriors. Our music ignites the soul and brings people together. With this connection, the first Hunters created a shield to protect our world: The Honmoon."

The Hunters sing mightily, using the power they wielded to create the Honmoon: a beautiful blue shield recognizant of sound waves. They sing proudly and dance fervently, the villagers no longer in fear for their lives, but now joyous and spiritually uplifted.

"Every generation, a new group of hunters is chosen to fulfill our ultimate duty. A barrier so strong it is impenetrable. That will keep demons and Gwi-Ma from our world forever."