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{EMY}
The lights dimmed.
For a split second, everything went quiet—too quiet for a stadium that held tens of thousands of people. It was as if the entire dome collectively held its breath, suspended in a fragile moment that could shatter at any second.
Then the opening note hit.
The sound exploded outward, sharp and powerful, reverberating through the massive stadium walls. The floor beneath my feet trembled, not from the bass alone, but from the sheer force of human voices erupting all at once. Screams, shouts, chants—layered so thick they became almost physical, crashing into me in waves.
AUREA had stepped onto the stage.
The dome felt like it might break apart from the noise. From the devotion. From the raw, unfiltered emotion pouring out of thousands and thousands of fans who had waited all day, some all night, just for this moment.
