Watering my plants while listening to this makes me feel like I was raising something

cleaning my room has never felt so important

"In this world, wherever there is light - there are also shadows. As long as the concept of winners exists, there must also be losers. The selfish desire of wanting to maintain peace causes wars, and hatred is born to protect love." -Madara Uchiha

I am listening to this with my windows open, while outside rages a thunderstorm. With the uneven but constant sound of rain as the background, the thunder and instrumental music blend, complete and overtune each other so perfectly.

"They called me traitor, they hunted me, they despised me... not knowing that with my actions they were all saved. Sometimes, history can be cruel, but you must remember who you are and why you are doing everything. Nothing else matters. Let it be, let them call me a traitor, i'll embrace that and feed me with their hatred and one day, i will rise more powerful than they could ever imagine... and in that moment, they will see truth as it is... oh yes, they will... Remember my words, young boy... for those who forget are destined to suffer fate far worst than death". - Tales of a Mad God.

Done a three hours project in one hour tnx to this.had to use the fire extinguisher on the keyboard at the end

"Why should I save the world if the burning landscape is so much more beautiful?"

I love how most of this is written in 6/8 or 12/8 time. You get the most epic, and awe-inspiring musical compositions this way. I love everything about this. I respect you for sharing these talented artists, musicians, and composers. Thank you for inspiring us, and helping us all to stay motivated through the power of amazing music!

“They call us traitors, but when things go south, I can’t name a single one of them who wouldn’t turn traitor as well. Loyalty is situational.” -someone, in a story someone should maybe write

was writing a friendly story for my school while listening to this. Accidently turned it into an apocalypse :D

King was so epic. I just imagine the poor adventures realizing that the one evil they've been fighting is the king they've been serving.

"Tell them ruin has come to their world, Death, despair and red war... Tell them their hopes and pride have come to nothing, Tell them their empty whispers fall upon deaf ears their gods are dead, human reason has killed them, Tell them the Angels of Death have come, Tell them nothing can save them now." -Perturabo, Primarch of the Iron Warriors

Seeing so much support and love here is amazing. Blessings to you all.

'When the traitor's hand strikes, it strikes with the strength of a legion.' - Horus Lupercal, Warmaster and Arch-Betrayer

I want you to know that I listen to your compilations almost every day. I'm a writer, and they've helped my ideas to flourish in my head, and even bring about completely new ones. Thank you!

Listening to this while reading a mystery book Is probably one of the best decisions I've ever made.

Writing a scene were a bestfriend turns to a traitor. This music is perfect. Thank you.

21:26 Shape of Lives is so dynamic. Epic, Instrumental, vibrational music fills the soul.

Personal favorites Influence 0:00 King 4:39 Control 10:03 Shape of Lies 21:26 The game is afoot 32:27 The ritual 51:06 Revolution 56:30 Dawn of Faith 59:02

Oh you know it’s a banger playlist when you instantly get chills

This really helped me write the darkest part of my book. Thanks!

I've been listening ever since I started reading 'Solo Leveling', it is such a perfect fit. I always get goosebumps and feel so immersed. The commercials are quite the nuisence since it always feels so epic and then BAM some elevator music comes on and interrupts everything but it is what is. Love the videos you put out, thank you!

"When the stars are aligned, you will bow to me again." -Magladroth, the Void Dragon

Me: *reads "traitor" in the title* "it was said that you would have destroyed the Sith, not join them!"

when they need a villain, they simply create one. so *i, will not fall in vain.* ill show them what a villain *really looks like.*

oh god i cant even imagine how amazing it would be to listen to this while running when its dark outside. it would be a very successful run and id feel powerful 😌

ALL SONGS ARE WORTH TO MENTION 56:30 - Revolution by Eternal Eclipse 17:26 - Dirt And Fire by Eternal Eclipse (remembers rezero)

"It was so easy. They never even saw it coming. All I had to do was spend a little money here or there and feed them the lies they wanted to hear. Poor fools. Poor dead fools. I don't think that they'll ever get the luxury of a funeral. Not this far out from civilization. Shame. Some of them could have been good people." - a page from The Exiled Hero, the personal journal of Damian Tehan.

This playlist inspires as hell me to write the most epic and dramatic moments in my vampire novel. Once it will be published I surely put all this music as a reading atmosphere playlist! Thank you!

"Let the seas boil, let the stars fall though it takes the last drop of my blood. I will see the galaxy free once more. And if I cannot save it from your failure, father, then let the Galaxy BURN!"

There is a comic book called Once & Future. I finally found the best mix to listen to while reading it. Thank you Gloriae Templum for this magnificent mix.

Fate of the Clockmaker is in reference to a story on how a queen of London (Probably one of the many Elizabeth's) ordered a ornate grandfather clock be constructed by the best craftsmen in the land. The clockmaker gave her the clock with pride, not paying mind to the two guard by her side. She ordered his eyes plucked out, so the clockmaker could never make anything beautiful again. If only he could escape his queen's wrath.

"Treason is merely a matter of dates" Cardinal Richelieu

2:55 *Loyalties* sparks so many story _ideas_ 🖌

Who gave Eternal Eclipse and Elephant Music the right to be this glorious together

Such an awesome playlist to listen to while I write a dark fantasy romance about a forbidden love between two assassins that belong to a crumbling order

Holy WOW this is the kind of badass music I want when I need motivation or need that little extra bit of inspiration to write out an epic battle scene

"You Betrayed Us, You've Become Something Completely Different" "No... I Just Decided To Open My Eyes And Become Who I Was Meant To Be" Without the darkness there wouldn't be hero's Without the fear there would be no control Without the battles there wouldn't be warriors Without the wars there wouldn't be legends Without the chaos there wouldn't be hope Without the hatred there wouldn't be love Without the Traitor there wouldn't be a Savior

"Cloak and Dagger." What a hell of a piece.

I know creators don’t hear it often enough, so this is a very awesome playlist and I use it all the time especially with playing magic with my buddies. Thanks a lot.

The knife was thrust violently into the center of his back with a ruthless efficiency. The bloodied tip protruded from his chest, staining the fine cloth of his robe with blood. As the king choked out a gasp, the knife slid smoothly out. "How could you" he said as he crumpled to the ground. The traitor's expression did not change in the blood red moonlight.

The power of music. Makes all escape to a place we feel safe and sometimes invincible. This by the way is awesome and can honestly say that it makes me feel I'm in a place of long ago.

Ive listened to this playlist throughout my entire bachelor's studies. It makes studying so much easier and more picturesque 😌 thanks for helping sit my butt down and get stuff done!

I am going to participate in a big competition with my short story that I am writing tonight while listening to this holy list of epic music. Wish me luck, mates!

Great soundtrack, now, all that is needed is a movie worthy of it.

I come back to this playlist so often, it's really one of my favourites, great choice of pieces

This is such an awesome playlist! The music is keeping me encouraged to continue writing my forbidden love story that I've had a hiatus on since January. Even if the scene I'm writing isn't epic, it sure motivates me to keep writing and keep pushing until I'm finished. Can't thank you enough for this incredible playlist.

Music is a special thing that has the ability to bring out all sorts of emotions.. But this is something truly different, almost every single one of these pieces sends chills down my spine and paints pictures, classical music is something to behold and i hope the younger generations learn to appreciate it and keep it alive!!

Это просто потрясающе ! Аж мурашки по коже !

BEST PLAYLIST FOR DRAWING!

Currently making my first D&D campaign, a complete newbie and a new dungeon master, this gives me some good ideas for villains and events

I feel like I'm inside a movie trailer without any context, but increasingly aware of a threat approaching...

Hate, pain, sadness, love. These are many times the emotions that drive a traitor. Do they drive you?

A traitor as we have seen is a single person who can change history easier than 1 million people

Cleaning house has to be done while i listen love this I Am thankful for the music

Elephant Music is highly underrated. Dude has potential

This deserves way more upvotes. It is a great comp of music!

I am listening to this while reading fantasie novels and this makes it so much more epic and dramatic

Putting away my clothes has never been more epic

Epic music is renowned for its ability to evoke powerful emotions. The grandiose orchestral arrangements and sweeping melodies create a cinematic experience that resonates deeply with listeners.

I used the first song for my DND Homebrew: I had a character sacrifice himself to a giant life stone, preventing the party from all being sucked into it and dying. He touched the stone and looked back, smiling one last time he dissolved in a painful cry as every fiber of his being was disintegrated. Several sessions later a Lieutenant of the Big Bad meets them in a crypt, laughs and says “ Death is such a fickle thing; it’s never absolute “ holding in his undead hand is a similar crystal but it’s a deep crimson instead of the vibrant green they know so well. He slams it into the ground and portals away, the ground bursts with energy as a swell of vines and rock juts out of the ground to form Droz ( the character who died ) with the stone at the center of his forehead. He attacks the party

the pace and speed and intenseness of these songs are to foraminal in every way and i hope you keep making songs like this because they are all to amazing to comprehend

Cleaning my house has never felt more badass before.

"Cassio... we're your own kind! Come back with me and you'll see. You can still spend your eternity with me and your mother. This was an impulsive, childish mistake you made!" Cassio looked at Dorian, and his eyes filled with an amused mixture of hatred and sadism. Dorian continued his plea, "If this is about what happend ten years ago, then I understand that! You still have a mortal perspective on loss, but continuing this cycle of death won't help anyone." Cassio let out a small chuckle. "So you're willing to take the high road then? To prove to me you're not a monster?" "Yes... Even after what you've done, I can forgive you." Dorian replied. The half-vampiric bard let out an amused laugh. "Really? Let's test that theory, shall we?" Cassio began to play his violin and magic filled the cold night. Dorian began to speak. "I'm a vampire, charm spells won't work on-" Dorian suddenly stopped. Memories began to overflow his mind, memories of students he had once had. Young vampires he'd had under his wing for decades. All students he had trained Cassio alongside. Ten years ago, he had introduced Cassio to them, and then one by one, each student, had disappeared, not just from reality, but from Dorian's own mind. A tear fell from Dorian's eye as he remembered each of their names. Nickolas, Hellen, Friga... and so many more. "See that's the thing about dreams, Dorian. Once you convince someone something's a dream, they tend to forget it. Even their own surrogate children. Throughout the ten years I trained under you, developing this dream magic, and one by one, they came to me seeking help with their studies, or companionship, or something more carnal. And every time, I obliged them... and then had them oblige me!" Cassio spread his arms and the souls of the vampires he had consumed erupted from his scarlet coat, all with an expression of eldritch, unimaginable agony. "Is one student really worth more than all the others to you, Dorian? Do you love me that much?" Cassio asked, cold sadism in his voice as he gave Dorian a fanged grin. "You started this cycle when you destroyed the Roundhshield guild, and now you plead with me to stop it? Sure, if you can forgive me right now, after I've brought you down to my level, made you feel my pain, and then you still forgive me, I'll listen to to what you have to say. So which will it be, my oh so wise and old vampire friend? Can you forgive me... for taking everything away from you?" Dorian's vision went red with his bloody tears and he gripped the hilt of his sword, his normally calm and gentle voice became a hideous stutter as he cried. "You- You're a monster!" "Yes, you wanted to make me into one of you? Well congratulations, you did. And in return, I made you like me... broken." Cassio began to laugh sadistically as Dorian's breath accelerated, as the millennia-old vampire, for the first time in centuries felt true true hatred boil in his veins. With a roar, Dorian charged at Cassio, who smirked calmly and whispered, "Voila. But your requiem is far from over, Dorian. It has only just begun!" (There's a lot of context (two and a half book's worth) needed to get the full effect of this passage, but standing alone, hopefully it'll compel at least one person's heart, who was generous enough to read it.)

"Open your heart to hatred. Open your mind to fury. Open your soul to the Dark Ones. Let not your forebears stand between you and the power that is offered. The sun has set on the Age of Chivalry, and the night that is to come belongs to those with the strength to assert their rule." -Canticle of the Warped Becoming

This is absolutely gorgeous!!! The first piece of classical music I like since Harry Gregson-Williams' music. Thank you for this divine art!

Love this as usual! You've helped me get through a good chunk of school by listening to these while I study!

Is it only me or anyone else that you imagine all the dark,gothic,eerie,dark fantasy, assassin,queen,witch etc kind of things when you listen to this album....

Running outside listening to this makes me feel like I am running into battle

This should make the mornings more exciting!

"I lost everything, all for YOU ! Now, it is too late... - Too late ? How could it be too late... or too early ? - How could it be too late or too early for who masters time ?! Ohh, yes, yes ! I can do it ! I will repair my life's clock ! I'll fight time, that great gileful, and soon I'll be as poweful as the God Xelor ! Yes... Even more powerful... Control the space between each second to reduce time... Fold the world, erase my life's history and rewrite future without limits... I CAN bring them back ! DO YOU HEAR ME, XELOR ? I will surpass you, and I'll bring back my family ! Nothing will stop me... My kids used to call me dad... My wife called me Milien... Now, the world will know me as... Nox." (Source : wakfu OAV "Noximilien the clockmaker, translated to english by myself)

“And this is how it ends, this is how I'll be remembered? A bloody pile of rags and bones impaled by my own knife watching my own ship slowly beach itself? How fitting…how wonderfully, ironically fitting.” Captain Silas slumps into the sand, a long huff of air brushing past a weak smile. Squinting against the horizon, the sun begins to set on what few survivors are left to light dim torches before the coming night. His eyes shut, tilting back his head to shake the hair from his face, soaking in the smell of salt, steel, and gunpowder deep into laboring lungs. Planks and limbs wash onto the crimson-colored beach as a finger rolls under the heel of his boot. Picking it up, he wiggles the gold band from the stump, mouthing “I do” to himself, before tucking it into his coat. “Well, what a beautiful night to fin-” -Ch1 DawnCrow

One of the best epic Playlists on youtube!

Loyalties and King are my favorites (with Baron)

Listening to this while rushing my assignment (due today oops) gave me speed and confidence.

Why does "King" (4:39) sound like the end of the world? Its like perfect for a trailer movie for something like that. Gives me goosebumps every time i hear it.

It's amazing what people would willing to believe as long as you seem kind. A few lies that come out of the fox's silver tongue. Heh but does it even matter? Would you rather hear the harsh truth? That you've been running from? Your fear? Your mistakes? Your regrets? Perhaps you running from yourself ? "People would rather listen to a beautiful lie and then the painful truth"

This mix is very enjoyable.

« A traitor is someone who used to be on your side and backstabbed you when you least expected it. That was your one mistake : to think I was ever on your side to begin with »

well ;thnks to the music..cz it gives us the Energy to study .cleaning house. meditation. and feel that we are in a great life or a great movie .it gives us the power of imagination .and most importante is the power of escaping from grieve and sorrow and deppresion

They took me into the clan, used me like a dog working day and night, and after they satisfied with my work. They threw me like a dirty rag and took all of my possessions, buildings and lands. They cut ties with me like they never knew me from the beginning. They enjoy the wealth they gained through my works. But can they maintain their rich and pleasurable life as I will come back stronger and took back all what's mine because I have all the experience that I had accumulated to build back up my empire! Whilst they had nothing. Literally experience from Conan Exiles.

With every step I took towards her, the girl trembled with fear, but she never took her eyes off mine. She had to be strong, she had to stand firm. She knew that even if she was going to die, she would be a martyr for her people and would not leave this life crying and begging like a coward. We were only two feet apart, and I slowly put my sword back in its scabbard. She looked confused by my move, then she panicked, it was one thing to stay strong knowing that one would die, it was another to be unsure of one's destiny. I leaned towards her, "You've made quite a name for yourself." I said in an almost affectionate tone. "When I told my men to find me the maiden of the river, I didn't think it would be you. But here you are." Hoping to quell her panic, she grumbled, "It's been a long time, sister. Why am I not surprised that you enjoy playing with your captives, you were a weak child who always wanted to feel strong, after all." I laughed and slowly crept behind her and without haste, standing on top of the words one by one, I whispered in her ear, "If I wasn't going to kill you anyway, you'd be begging me to take your life.” I did not rush to wrap the scarf around her neck, nor did I when I tightened it until she was out of breath. Or at the moment when I realized that she was about to take her last breath, when I bent down to her ear to say the last words she would hear in this life, my movements were quite calm. "A little clue for your next life, if you ever need to find a traitor again, first suspect your kin."

"I never wanted this. I never wanted to unleash my legions. Together, we banished the ignorance of Old Night. But you betrayed me, father, you betrayed us all. You stole power from the Gods and lied to your sons. Mankind has only one chance to prosper, and if you will not seize it, THEN I WILL!" So let it be war! From the skies of Terra to the Galactic rim! Let the seas boil! Let the stars fall! Though it takes the last drop of my blood, I will see the galaxy freed once more! And if I cannot save this galaxy from your failure, father.. THEN LET THE GALAXY BURN!" -The Arch Traitor himself, Horus Lupercal of the 16th Legion, the Sons of Horus

It's hard to believe a liar crying when the traitor is his own mirror.

Such and energetic music deep down you feel that rage

This inspires me to do traitorous deeds!

For those who value survival, sentimentality is not an option.

Мне нравится эта музыка!!! Сто лайков!!! 👍👍👍👍👍👍👍

19:36 "But you have heard of me." (It's just a rhythm on strings, but it's so iconic). Pirates of the Irish Sea, I guess.

To me, freedom has always been a choice given to us by the government's that bind us. To me, when a choice is made, a thousand more reveal themselves. To me, living is dying slowly, chained to the existence that was made for us. Living, breathing, dying. It takes 60-70 years for our all-to-human heart to finally stop pounding inside our mortal chests. But those moments after, after that final beat, we finally are able to break of the societal binds and chains, and become who we were truly meant to be. Some realize it sooner; that we were meant to be more, than cogs in a ever-rotating, rusted machine. Some have been able to break free, live life the to fullest. To others, life is battles and hardships, and scars. Wake up, work, go home, sleep, repeat. But what if life was meant to be different... What if life was meant to be beautiful and dark and plentiful?

„He didn‘t miss his older self. Missing to him meant that something had been lost, left where one hadn‘t found it yet, it implied the possibility of saving it. But no matter how hard he had looked, no matter how much time he’d spent, it was gone. There was no saving. This was something greater. Everything he‘d owned, everyone he‘d known had been torn away from him, ripped out of his hands while they laughed at his struggles and desperation to get it back. Now it was his time to laugh, his time to watch as they begged. He was no traitor. It had been them to betray him.“ - someone, maybe me, in a story I may or may not be writing

This is epically worth my 1 hour spent. The art is top notch as well.

Looks like I just found my new favourite channel to listen to, when I write! I love epic music and these dark mixes are truly greatly picked! Subscribed right away!

21:37 Elle fuyait à travers les couloirs royaux depuis une éternité. Chaque intersections se ressemblaient, les mêmes murs de pierres, la lumière qui disparaissait au fur et à mesure que les bougies suspendues au plafond de verre se mourraient et sa respiration saccadée qui ricochait à chaque bifurcations dans ce labyrinthe interminable. En vain elle continuait ... en l'attente d'un signe, d'une sortie. Chaque seconde la séparait davantage de la vie. Il l'appelait. Murmurait son nom. Chuchotait sa mort. Elle ne lui échapperait pas. La vitesse de ses pas ralentissaient alors qu'elle approchait d'une porte en bois massif, grande de trois fois sa taille. L'espoir provoqua l'électrochoc qui manquait à son cœur. Elle sortit la dague volée de sa botte pour s'ouvrir la paume, avant de la poser contre le plaque de marbre en guise de clé. - Allez ouvre-toi, ouvre-toi je t'en supplie... Le cliquetis se fit entendre et elle poussa la porte de toutes ses forces en gémissant. Elle entendit les cris du diable rugir derrière elle. Une fois à l'intérieur, elle se précipita en son centre. Debout au milieu du symbole des dieux, ses pieds ensanglantés illuminèrent les gigantesques anneaux gravés dans le sol. La dague en main, elle attendit que l'enfer vienne-t-a elle. C'était maintenant qu'elle réaliserait l'oracle qui la hantait depuis tant d'année. Mettre fin aux cauchemars qui régnaient depuis bien trop longtemps sur leur monde. Son corps ne tremblait pas, prêt à accueillir sa destinée. Il pénétra dans les lieux. Géant, furieux, il observa un instant dans le silence la femme qui croyait pouvoir mettre fin à son existence. Les lumières blanches jaillissantes du symbole lui brûlait les yeux, mais sa haine était plus grande. Un instant. Le calme. Puis le diable se jeta sur elle pour l'anéantir. Elle évitait ses frappes de justesse, saignait à chaque contact, hurlait à chaque douleur en tentant tant bien que mal de s'approcher de la poitrine de la bête pour lui enfoncer la dague des dieux. Elle se résigna. Elle n'y arriverait jamais de sa vie. Impossible. Elle se laissa attraper. Le diable la soulevait de sa main de titan en lui broyant les côtes. Pendante au dessus de sa gueule, il était prêt à l'avaler. Sa vie s'envolait. Mais elle devait encore accomplir sa tâche. Elle le devait. Pour sa famille, son peuple. Pour ses promesses. Jamais elle ne cria aussi fort. D'une force surnaturelle, elle déchiqueta les tendons du monstre de sa lame. Et alors qu'elle tombait d'une centaine de mètre sous les hurlements féroces, elle visa le cœur de la mort avec un dernier courage. La dague s'enfonça dans la chaire au moment où son corps s'écrasa contre le sol. La bête poussa un dernier hurlement avant de la poursuivre dans sa chute. Sa dernière vision étaient les yeux du diable, perdus dans les siens.

Никакой досады,ненависть и уничтожение врага рода человеческого

I wish this was a playlist on spotify

The game is afoot really giving me chills, I'm a wind player and I know me playing this would have given me chills

"This is so beautiful! Thank you for making this compilation I hope you have a wonderful day! ❤"

Woohoa! From the first melody till the last one there is so much power, dynamic, diffusion of energy. Thank you, thank you! :)

Anakin and Obi-Wan were listening to this during their duel in Mustafar. Anakin's earbuds melted into his ears, though...