In the beginning, there were three… The Moirai. The Fates. They spun the threads of life, wove them into patterns unseen, and with a single cut, decided where all journeys would end. Kings and wanderers, lovers and liars, heroes and gods alike— none escaped their design. Every breath, every choice, every fall, woven into a tapestry older than time itself. But within the weave, there are voices… voices that question, voices that rise, voices that dare to shape destiny with their own hands. To twist the thread. To break the pattern. To challenge the eternal. And so, this is not just sound— it is prophecy. Not just music— but fragments of the loom itself, echoing across existence. This is Moirai. The sound of fate revealed.