Ocean Master

"Senoras y senores".

"Buenas tardes, buenas noches".

"Buenas tardes, buenas noches".

"Senoritas ye senores".

"To be here with you tonight brings me joy, que alegria".

"For this music is my language, and the world es mi familia".

"For this music is my language, and the world es mi familia".

"For this music is my language"

"And the world…, es mi familia!!!"

This was the music district; it was a district of the residential zone where virtually every clownfish and visiting mutated beast were music fanatics.

Their brains tick at the sound of music, most especially good music, and the one that Sebastian sang was great. These music fanatics only needed to hear Sebastian sing it 3 times before they familiarized themselves with it.

Without further ado, every single mutated beast except the holier-than-thou group of mutated beasts that were too fixated on maintaining decorum or too scared to break the order joined the singing shark.

"Senoras y senores".

"Buenas tardes, buenas noches".

"Buenas tardes, buenas noches".

"Senoritas ye senores".

Sebastian's strategy was simple. You dare not allow me in, fine, you'll definitely allow music in so I'll spam you with that.

With Sebastian bravely leading the music, all the other enthusiastic music fans joined as they sang at the highest that their voice could go. 

The music vibes resonated with them so much that they couldn't stop now, they were already drawn in so they just went with it.

The music officials of the Rainbow Sky Music Club were left stupefied. 

Their music syndrome also worked against them at this moment as they were extremely attracted to the great music, but their sense of duty prevented them from joining in on the fun. 

"Somebody, restrain that big fat shark!"

"Got it, music envoy!"

The dazed clownfish soldiers finally snapped out of their daze. They did not use force on the singing beasts since that was against their motive, all they wanted was the shark and they were confident in doing it peacefully.

They all went on the move, confident to restrain the shark but to their horror, the song-loving Great White Shark was more than they bargained for.

This was when the realization that Sebastian was a purple-tier predator settled in for the first time. How on earth does a purple-tier predator like music? They all had no idea.

Though he was a purple-tier predator, the clownfish guards did not lose hope as they employed even more sophisticated measures to restrain him.

Unfortunately for them, Sebastian was more than a normal purple-tier predator. And also, he was no Great White Shark, he was a Megalodon.

Sebastian never attacked, but his astonishing power and myriad means meant that he was always a step ahead of his pursuers. He evaded them, slipping through their defenses like a rat exploring a new home.

While he did all these, Sebastian continued singing. 

His sound control skill already became second nature to him at this moment that replicating the masterpiece level instrument playing of the original musicians of this song was child's play to him.

In the end, magic music was easier to make than normal music.

With the clownfish guards' inability to capture and restrain Sebastian, it directly meant that his music got more means to proliferate.

And with more mutated beasts and clownfish joining in his singing, the more the song became infectious, even to the extent where some of the clownfish guards dropped arms and joined the singing.

The entrance to the Rainbow Sky Music Club turned into a stage for this Megalodon to showcase his singing skill in its full glory.

Whoever heard the huge shark singing was mesmerized, and without fail, they all joined in on the singing. Slowly but surely, Sebastian's music concert was turning into a district-wide occurrence.

More and more song enthusiasts joined in on the singing, more and more predators gathered at the entrance to this massive music club, and more and more attention was drawn to Sebastian, the music shark.

The song was already going for 15 straight minutes, and though it had drawn a lot of attention, the effects were still not what Sebastian wanted.

Sebastian didn't want to become a music star though he would love it, he wanted to get inside this music club and inquiry about the motherf*cker lord.

This was why, since this was not working, Sebastian decided to change gears. Singing just one song for minutes could easily get boring, he decided to change gears and test new waters to see their texture.

This time, Sebastian decided to thread on more familiar ground. He already detected that when the clownfish sang 'I like to move it', it was good, but it was nowhere great the way it was supposed to be.

Also, he already noticed that this music was widely loved here, so why not ride on the benefits that were already formed by the bridge of fame?

[You have activated skill: Sound Control.]

[You have created a sound construct: DJ beats!]

Bom! Bom! Bom! 

"…I like to move it, move it".

"…I like to move it, move it".

"…I like to move it, move it".

"…Ya like to…"

"…MOVE IT!"

"…Du du du…"

"…Du du du, du du du du du, du du…"

"…Du du du, du du du du du…"

"…All girls all over the world".

"…Original mad stuntman pony a case man!"

"…I love how all girls a move them body,"

"…and when ya move ya body, and move it,"

"…nice and sweet and sexy, alright!"

"…Woman ya cute, and you don't need no make up,"

"…original cute body you a mek man mud up".

By this time, every music enthusiast was stoked already. Their eyes glittered like stars as they all looked at the talented music shark artist.

"Go Shark!" "Go Shark!" "Go Shark!"

…

Sebastian continued grinding the vibes and stoking up the atmosphere amid fanatical yells and roars from the spectating and equally singing mutated beasts.

"Woman! Physically fit, physically fit, physically, physically, physically fit!"

"Woman! Physically fit, phy…"

"SILENCE!!!"

"…"

All of a sudden, all the commotion and noise died down as soon as the old but authoritative voice made a declaration to stop all the singing.

No mutated beast dared to violate the order no matter how drawn into the music they were. The voice was so piercing and authoritative that it seemed to penetrate all the way to the very depths of their souls.

Even Sebastian felt his soul-shaking under this soul-shaking power.

Silently and mischievously like children who were just caught red-handed by their parents misbehaving, every single one of the mutated beasts turned to face the direction where the sound came from.

There, they saw the source. This was a terrifyingly huge old shark with body colors that were no longer as bright as the youngsters, but with a peculiar air around him, that demanded authority.

The most shocking part of this old clownfish to Sebastian was the nature-defying long white beards that adorned its weary facial features.

"You!"

"Holy Mackerel! I'm doomed!" Sebastian felt his heart skipping a beat once this was said. Instinctively, he activated his electroreceptors and scanned everywhere but to his dismay, the you pointed at him.

"Yes you, follow me!"

That was all, the old clownfish turned and swam away.

Sebastian swallowed his sudden nervousness that was a direct consequence of basking in the old clownfish's authority, then he swam inside the music club.