Chapter 295

If you were to ask why Sivar is obsessed with Michael Jackson’s “Billie Jean,” here’s how I would respond:

He learned it by watching videos whenever he got bored. He started off with the Moonwalk and eventually fell deeper into it.

During his university years, having just one personal skill could earn you some recognition. Sivar chose to showcase the Moonwalk as his personal skill.

The result was quite impressive, but sadly, it all turned meaningless when he went to the military a year later.

Anyway, let’s move on. Michael Jackson’s “Billie Jean” made waves even back then.

He was more than just the father of modern music; he was a true emperor.

At least in the realm of music, he was one of the greats who completely obliterated racial barriers. He changed the entire paradigm.

Sometimes he’s even referred to as a “Heavenly Demon,” albeit jokingly, but given his achievements, you can’t really dispute it.

Just his simple appearance could drive people wild to the point of fainting. If that doesn’t qualify as a Heavenly Demon, what does?

With his status, it’s not surprising that Sivar would try to imitate “Billie Jean.” It’s just pure fanboyism.

“Oh my. Oh my.”

“Wow…”

And the dance of the Heavenly Demon (?), regardless of the era or world, was destructive.

As I mentioned earlier, the paradigm shifted with the appearance of Michael Jackson. The same goes for dance.

Every dance in this world has its own flair, but the moment Sivar started dancing, it was in a completely different realm.

While it seemed frivolous, it was also sexy, and yet, not chaotic. His graceful movements captivated people’s hearts.

Although the music was inherently limited by the times, that alone was enough. After all, all he had to do was show the dance.

“Is that what they call dignity?”

“Right? Is he from some artistic family?”

“No, I heard he’s an Academy student. Not even a commoner.”

“Not even a commoner? Then what on earth is he?”

An absolute wild card dancing smoothly without any background. That doesn’t make sense by any stretch.

But at this point, nobody cared about that. People watched Sivar’s dance with distant gazes.

If it was only about the dance, fine, but Sivar had decided to go all out now.

[As everyone’s attention was captured, she introduced herself as Billie Jean.]

[Everyone looked at her with eyes full of longing, wishing to be chosen as her partner.]

[The one who would dance with her on stage.]

Sivar attracted everyone’s attention while singing himself. Even demons couldn’t help but be entranced.

It was no coincidence that the atmosphere became suddenly quiet as his performance began.

Now here’s a question: how do you hear lyrics without a microphone?

Magic; specifically, sound amplification magic. By the way, he learned it from Grace.

[People always said to be careful with your actions.]

[Don’t go around hurting young girls’ hearts.]

Language translation wasn’t a huge issue. The grammar wasn’t much different from English.

Just adjusting it to fit the syllables was enough. Thanks to that, people were hit with a culture shock of a different meaning.

[Faith is rising!]

[Faith is rising!!]

[Faith is rising!!!]

Sivar’s faith was also rising in real-time.

The messages displayed in front of him were distracting, but there was no stopping his performance.

Thanks to technical limitations, capturing the entirety of the Heavenly Demon’s stage was tough, but it was still incredibly impactful.

Sivar had also asked the orchestra to amp up the so-called “highlight” parts with additional instruments.

[Billie Jean is not my lover.]

[She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one.]

[But the kid is not my son.]

[She says I am the one, but the kid is