(A/N):
Thanks for the support!!!
Drop a meme here that you find funny. Or reflects your mood.
-------------------------------------------------
Nearly a month passed in what felt like the blink of an eye.
After twenty-five days of filming, the Beat It music video had finally wrapped.
The last shot had been completed.
The dancers, who had spent four relentless months practicing for a song that lasted barely four and a half minutes, collectively let out a sigh of relief.
Some simply collapsed onto the floor.
One dancer dramatically looked at the ceiling.
"I don't think my legs belong to me anymore."
Another immediately replied,
"They stopped belonging to us two months ago."
The room erupted into exhausted laughter.
For the crew, however, there wasn't much time to celebrate.
The project immediately entered post-production.
Unlike feature films, a music video required an entirely different editing rhythm.
Every camera cut had to synchronize perfectly with the beat.
Every transition needed to match the choreography.
Every lighting effect had to enhance the energy without distracting from it.
The editing team practically lived inside the studio for the following days.
Fortunately...
The footage itself had been meticulously planned.
Because Krishna had storyboarded almost every second beforehand, the editors rarely had to guess which angle to use.
They simply followed his vision.
One editor looked at the completed timeline with genuine admiration.
"I've worked on hundreds of projects."
"I've never received footage this organized."
Another nodded while adjusting one final transition.
"It almost edits itself."
A third immediately laughed.
"It only feels that way because the director spent months making our lives easier."
Several days later...
The final render finished.
The progress bar slowly reached one hundred percent.
The editor pressed play one final time.
For four minutes and thirty seconds...
Nobody in the room spoke.
The song ended.
The screen faded to black.
Silence lingered.
Then the chief editor quietly removed his headset.
He looked toward Krishna.
"I don't know how audiences will react..."
He smiled.
"...but I know one thing."
"They're not going to sit still."
Krishna watched the completed music video one final time.
Satisfied, he nodded.
"It's ready."
That afternoon, Ariel immediately received her next instruction.
"Make the announcement."
The little angel AI saluted dramatically.
"Right away, Master!"
Exactly one hour later...
The official UniNet account of Star Entertainment updated once again.
Millions of followers instantly received another notification.
The image loaded slowly.
At the center stood Krishna.
Unlike anything audiences had seen before.
He wore a vivid crimson jacket over a black shirt, black trousers, polished black shoes, and a confident expression.
Behind him stood two large groups.
Each person wore clothing inspired by the same street style.
Leather jackets.
Colored shirts.
Belts.
Boots.
Fingerless gloves.
Every outfit belonged to the same visual theme...
Yet no two costumes were identical.
Each dancer had their own colors.
Their own accessories.
Their own identity.
The poster itself radiated movement even though it was completely still.
Above the image appeared only four words.
BEAT IT
Beneath it...
"Premiering Tonight."
"Only on Star Entertainment."
For nearly ten seconds...
UniNet became strangely quiet.
People simply stared at the poster.
Because...
It didn't resemble any music video advertisement they had seen before.
Then...
The comments began flooding in.
[💬 @RingDingWarrior
"THE TITLE IS FINALLY REVEALED!"]
[💬 @BeatDropGalaxy
"BEAT IT?"]
[💬 @MusicAddict77
"I ALREADY LOVE THE NAME."]
[💬 @ViewerPrime
"WHY DOES EVERYONE LOOK SO COOL?"]
[💬 @SoftGalaxy
"I NEED THAT RED JACKET."]
Replies immediately followed.
[💬 @FashionCore
"Forget the song. I'm here for the outfits."]
[💬 @StreetStyle99
"Who designed these costumes?"]
[💬 @CinemaGoblin
"This doesn't look futuristic."
"It somehow feels..."
"...timeless."]
Meanwhile, fashion communities immediately began analyzing the clothing.
[💬 @NovaFashion
"The layered street styling is completely different from current trends."]
[💬 @UrbanThreads
"Those jackets are going to sell."
"I'm calling it now."]
Gaming fans also joined the discussion.
[💬 @MarioRunner
"So... Movies. Games. Animation."
"And now another music video."
"When does this studio actually sleep?"]
[💬 @ChaosEnjoyer999
"They don't."
"They simply scare other industries professionally."]
The comment quickly climbed to the top of the discussion.
Even LumiNyx couldn't stop staring at the poster during her livestream.
She zoomed in several times.
"...Okay."
She leaned closer to the camera.
"This..."
"...has a completely different vibe from Crazy Frog."
Her chat immediately agreed.
[💬 @ViewerPrime
"CRAZY FROG WAS CHAOS."]
[💬 @RingDingWarrior
"THIS LOOKS..."
"...CONFIDENT."]
[💬 @BeatTheory
"I DON'T KNOW WHY."
"BUT THIS POSTER HAS ATTITUDE."]
LumiNyx slowly nodded.
"Exactly."
"It feels like the song already has personality..."
"...and we haven't even heard a single note."
Across UniNet, speculation reignited with even greater intensity.
Some guessed it would be a rock song.
Others predicted dance music.
Several music critics openly admitted they had no idea what genre to expect.
Yet every one of them reached the same conclusion.
Whatever Beat It turned out to be...
The entire galaxy would be listening that evening.
Because after everything Star Entertainment had released over the past few years...
Ignoring a new project was no longer an option.
And as the countdown toward the evening premiere quietly ticked away on the official page, millions of people found themselves doing the exact same thing.
Refreshing the page.
Again. And again.
Waiting for the moment the play button would finally appear.
As the evening sky stretched across countless worlds, a single countdown dominated the galaxy.
On the official UniNet page of Star Entertainment, the timer steadily approached zero.
00:00:10
Millions.
Then tens of millions.
Then hundreds of millions of viewers poured into the livestream.
The live chat moved so quickly that messages became nothing more than colorful streaks.
[💬 "FIRST!"
💬 "WHO ELSE IS HERE?"
💬 "PLEASE BE ANOTHER MASTERPIECE!"
💬 "I STILL HAVE CRAZY FROG IN MY HEAD!"
💬 "COME ON!"]
Influencers had started watch parties.
Music critics opened live reaction streams.
Professional choreographers gathered with notebooks.
Film directors wanted to study the cinematography.
Fashion designers wanted to inspect the costumes.
Musicians wanted to hear Kael Virex's newest collaboration.
Nobody wanted to miss the premiere.
The countdown reached...
3
2
1
The page refreshed.
The Play button appeared.
Without hesitation... The galaxy pressed it.
Silence.
"...."
"...."
"...."
For barely a heartbeat.
Then...
The unmistakable opening rhythm echoed through speakers across thousands of planets.
A sharp, driving beat.
Layered with an energetic bassline.
Electric guitars entered with crisp precision, immediately establishing an assertive, rock-driven groove that felt both powerful and irresistibly danceable.
The screen faded in.
A dimly lit urban street.
Two rival gangs slowly approached from opposite sides.
The tension was thick enough to feel tangible.
Then...
Krishna stepped into the frame.
The crimson jacket instantly became the visual centerpiece.
His calm, confident walk contrasted perfectly against the brewing confrontation.
No exaggerated expressions.
No unnecessary movements.
Just effortless presence.
Then came the first line.
"They told him, 'Don't you ever come around here...'"
The entire UniNet collectively froze.
"..."
"...Wait."
"...That's Krishna?"
The voice carried confidence without arrogance.
Power without shouting.
It wasn't merely singing.
It was storytelling.
Every lyric felt directed at the scene unfolding around him.
The music video wasn't random choreography.
It was a narrative about choosing courage over pointless violence, portraying rival gangs drawn toward conflict while the lyrics urged them to walk away instead of proving themselves through bloodshed.
The repeated refrain, "Just beat it," became a call to leave conflict behind, making the message surprisingly mature beneath the infectious rhythm.
As the chorus exploded...
"Just beat it... Beat it..."
Everything changed.
The choreography erupted.
Months of rehearsals became immediately apparent.
Every dancer moved with military precision while still feeling natural.
The synchronization bordered on impossible.
Camera angles switched perfectly on the beat.
Lighting changed exactly when the music demanded it.
Every movement felt explosive without becoming chaotic.
Across UniNet...
People forgot to type.
Reaction channels went silent.
Even livestreamers who usually spoke nonstop simply stared.
LumiNyx blinked twice.
"..."
"..."
"...I..."
She looked at her chat.
Nobody was commenting.
Everyone was watching.
For perhaps the first time in her streaming career...
Her chat had become completely silent.
When the iconic dance sequences began...
Professional dancers leaned toward their screens.
One instructor whispered,
"...That transition..."
Another immediately paused the video.
"No."
He rewound five seconds.
Then watched it again.
"The footwork..."
"The body isolation..."
"The timing..."
"This is ridiculous."
Meanwhile...
Professional musicians focused on something else.
The production quality.
The guitar wasn't simply accompanying the vocals.
It conversed with them.
The bass anchored the groove without overpowering it.
The drums carried relentless momentum.
Every instrument had its own space.
Yet together they created a wall of sound that felt energetic rather than noisy.
One veteran producer quietly muttered,
"The mix is flawless."
Fashion communities had forgotten they were supposed to analyze clothing.
Instead...
They found themselves tapping their feet.
Gaming communities...
Were dancing.
Movie communities...
Were dancing.
Scientists...
Were unconsciously nodding to the beat.
Halfway through the music video...
The famous gang confrontation sequence arrived.
Instead of glorifying violence, the choreography transformed the tension into movement.
Aggression became dance.
Challenge became rhythm.
Strength became control.
The visuals reinforced the song's message: true toughness was not about proving dominance through bloodshed, but about having the confidence to walk away.
The symbolism struck many viewers immediately.
One literature professor watching with his students quietly remarked,
"Interesting..."
"The lyrics appear confrontational."
"But the narrative condemns meaningless conflict."
Another professor nodded.
"It's an anti-violence message disguised as an adrenaline-filled performance."
Then...
The guitar solo arrived.
The visuals shifted seamlessly.
Krishna's movements became sharper.
The dancers mirrored the music with astonishing precision.
Not a single frame felt wasted.
By the time the final chorus played...
Millions of viewers were no longer sitting.
Many were standing.
Some had unconsciously begun copying the choreography.
Children were dancing in living rooms.
College students in dormitories.
Workers who had just returned home.
Entire families watched together, their feet tapping instinctively.
Then...
The song ended.
The screen faded to black.
Only one line remained.
Star Entertainment
For nearly twenty seconds...
UniNet stopped.
No comments.
No reactions.
Nothing.
Not because the servers had crashed.
Because everyone was processing what they had just witnessed.
Then...
The silence shattered.
UniNet exploded.
[💬 @BeatDropGalaxy
"THAT WASN'T A MUSIC VIDEO."
"THAT WAS AN EXPERIENCE."]
[💬 @MusicAddict77
"KRISHNA SANG THIS?"
"HE ACTED."
"HE DIRECTED."
"HE DANCED."
"ARE YOU SERIOUS?"]
[💬 @DanceMasterNova
"I NEED THE CHOREOGRAPHY."
"NOW."]
[💬 @CinemaGoblin
"The editing deserves awards."]
[💬 @RhythmForge
"I came expecting another catchy song."
"I wasn't expecting one of the greatest rock performances I've ever heard."]
[💬 @FashionCore
"I STILL WANT THE RED JACKET."]
[💬 @CrazyFrogForever
"I THOUGHT NOTHING COULD TOP CRAZY FROG."
"I WAS WRONG."]
Professional critics published their first impressions within minutes.
"Beat It masterfully blends rock, pop, and dance into a performance that is both exhilarating and narratively meaningful. Every element, from the choreography to the cinematography, serves the song's central message rather than existing merely for spectacle."
Another reviewer wrote:
"Krishna has achieved something extraordinarily rare. He created a song that makes people want to move while simultaneously delivering a message that glorifies restraint over violence. It is a contradiction that somehow works perfectly."
Inside Star Entertainment headquarters, Ariel stared at the live analytics as the numbers climbed so fast that several graphs could no longer keep up.
"Master..."
Her voice was filled with amazement.
"The engagement rate..."
"It... it keeps accelerating."
Krishna simply watched the screen in silence.
Beside him, the Entertainment System appeared wearing an imaginary red jacket, struck Krishna's iconic pose from the video, and grinned.
"Congratulations."
It snapped its fingers dramatically.
"You've just taught an entire galaxy that the coolest way to win a fight..."
It pointed toward the screen, where billions of viewers continued replaying the video.
"...is not to have one in the first place."
**********************************************************************************************************************************************************
(Author's POV)
(A/N):
Check my new Fan fic: Karuppan: King of Openings
Thanks for reading the chapter!
Please give a review and power stone!!!