A B Y S S - Hauntingly Beautiful Ambient Music - Deep Ethereal Soundscape

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Story Time: High above the bustling, smog-choked cities of Xorokh, where towers of rough, bleak alloy and repurposed stone scraped at the mist-shrouded sky, a presence waited, ancient and unyielding. The spirits of Xorokh had once thrived on this planet, residing within rock formations that spiraled up into the green-hued atmosphere like gnarled fingers. For millennia, the world had existed in delicate harmony, its energies pulsating through the stone like a heartbeat, shaping lush, misty valleys and monolithic crags untouched by any hands. Until the Harthegog tribe arrived. Two hundred years ago, the Harthegog came to Xorokh like a plague, armed with technology capable of silencing the planet’s spirit. They were not conquerors in the traditional sense, but consumers-devourers of worlds. Their entire society revolved around extracting the resources of one planet until it was nothing but a husk, then moving on to the next. Xorokh had become just another in a long line of devoured worlds, except for one critical difference: despite its desolation, the Harthegog couldn’t bring themselves to leave. They were tethered to the energy they had harvested, bound by an unrelenting dependence on Xorokh’s spirit. So, when the world’s ground level ran dry and resources dwindled, they turned to the skies, building towers that stretched high above the dense, green-hued fog, reaching further with each desperate attempt to sustain themselves. It was only once they reached the ancient rock formations that things began to change. Unbeknownst to the Harthegog, the spirits of Xorokh had endured, retreating to the highest, untouched crags and watching the devastation below with the patience of eons. And now, as the towers breached the final, unpolluted regions of the misty upper atmosphere, the spirits awoke, their wrath inscribed into the stone itself. The first signs were subtle. Workers who toiled on the cliffs noticed strange sights, ghostly faces half-seen through the swirling green mist, appearing and vanishing in the blink of an eye. Faces began to carve themselves into the cliffside overnight, impossible in their detail, each etched with expressions of sorrow and disdain. The Harthegog officials dismissed it as a natural oddity or an illusion caused by their own powerful industrial lights piercing through the ever-present mist. But as construction continued, the carvings grew more elaborate, and their expressions shifted from sorrow to unmistakable rage. One night, high atop a tower known as Drul-Khar’s Summit, a foreman named Kessir stood alone, gazing down into the churning mist below. In the cold glow of the industrial floodlights, he noticed a vast face emerging from the rock wall, its eyes filled with fury. Kessir stepped back, his pulse quickening, feeling for the first time the weight of something far greater than himself, something that did not want them there. Reports of these faces multiplied, and the spirits grew bolder. The ground around the towers trembled, slight tremors giving way to deep rumbles as new carvings emerged daily. Drone surveillance sent to investigate the upper levels often returned with scrambled footage, and miners began disappearing, one by one. The few who returned claimed the rock whispered to them, voices speaking without words, filling their minds with dread and disorientation. Then came the fog, thick and almost tangible, curling around the Harthegog, isolating them in the mist until their cries vanished into the silence. In the center of the Harthegog metropolis, the High Council convened. Seated around their table, surrounded by holographic projections of resources and contingency plans, they debated nervously. The council’s senior member, Tathorn, a stoic who had overseen dozens of planetary harvests, addressed them. “We have shaped this world to our needs,” he declared, though there was a tremor in his voice. “Whatever these phenomena are, we will conquer them, as we have all things.” But even as he spoke, he felt it-the subtle vibration in the rock walls, as if the stone itself were listening, its dormant fury stirred awake. Outside the council chambers, a new carving emerged along the side of the building, a massive, distorted face, its mouth open in a silent scream. The tremors increased daily. More towers cracked, splitting apart to reveal carvings beneath their metallic shells. Workers reported impossible sounds echoing through the mist, low chants that seemed to rise from the heart of Xorokh. Desperation spread through the ranks of the Harthegog, and they reinforced the structures, strengthening them as they pushed ever higher into the last pristine regions of Xorokh’s skies. And then, in the dead of night, they reached the summit. High above the smog, where the air was thin and still, the last tower broke through the final untouched rock formation. For a moment, everything was silent, the mist parting in a ghostly stillness. Then, from the center of the rock, a fissure appeared. Slowly, as though awakening from an ancient slumber, an immense figure began to take shape in the stone. It was not one face but many, all interwoven, each expression shifting between anger and sorrow, a chorus of faces that seemed alive within the rock. The figure dominated the skyline, towering over the highest structures of the Harthegog, radiating an age-old power that seeped into the minds of those who gazed upon it. The Harthegog realized in that terrible moment that they had not subdued this world. They had only angered it. In a final, desperate attempt to take control, Tathorn activated the primary containment field, a last resort to stabilize the atmosphere and pacify whatever forces lay within the rock. But the spirits would not be contained. A deep, haunting resonance echoed through the mist as the containment field shattered, fragments of light spilling through the fog like broken stars. The air filled with that low, endless chant, a language beyond words, stirring ancient memories and primal fears. As Tathorn stood paralyzed, he saw the rock shift, the great faces turning their gaze upon him, eyes empty yet piercing, looking not at his body but at his very soul. The ground beneath his feet quaked as the last supports gave way, and the buildings around him began to crumble, dragged into the abyss below. Far below, the Harthegog people looked up, watching as the great stone faces filled the sky, eyes unblinking, mouths twisted in condemnation. For the first time, they felt the scale of their own destructiveness, the weight of their desecration. And in that shared silence, they knew there would be no escape. In the days that followed, the towers collapsed one by one, dragged down into the depths by unseen forces. The once-bustling metropolis became silent, swallowed by the planet it had once oppressed. And high above, untouched by ruin, the spirits of Xorokh stood vigil, their faces carved into the stone, watching in eternal silence. In time, the fog would reclaim the hollowed-out spaces, and the rock formations would stand as silent witnesses. The spirits would remain, vast and timeless, waiting for the next intruders who dared to reach above the clouds. And somewhere deep within Xorokh’s heart, the memory of the Harthegog’s folly would linger, etched into the stone for all who would follow.

[@TheSevyn7up]

Imagine a VR experience with music and navigating through many stone carvings. I would love to be apart of making such a thing come into fruition.

[@etherealodysseymusic]

You know, I was talking with a friend about this today coincidentally. I’d love to create a VR experience for the channel, I will definitely explore once there’s a platform that supports it for the masses. Do you have any expertise in this area ? Thanks for your comment!

[@valentinlovenlight5263]

​@@etherealodysseymusicgood luck!

[@Sammathemiss]

what is a VR experience ? ❤

[@etherealodysseymusic]

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[@seinj9013]

This deep eternal etheral music is all wisdom, frozen and silent, i feel which cleans all the noise and hardships for me, thanks for this.

[@etherealodysseymusic]

Well said, thank you my friend

[@cbrtube]

mysterious! i love

[@etherealodysseymusic]

thank you my friend!

[@ClovisBelle]

Orlando, since I haved discover your channel last year, your music bring me so much calm and peaceful mind. 🙏 Thank you so much from a 🇨🇵 fan

[@etherealodysseymusic]

So happy to help : - ) glad you’re enjoying these sounds

[@jenniferbassfirstchannel]

This is a great KZbin channel to meditate to or fall into a deep sleep with. It’s great 😊

[@etherealodysseymusic]

Thank you my friend, glad you’re enjoying the music

[@nastasiatayna9012]

It's rare, but your ambiences i can play while working or painting, and they help to keep focus and productivity. While walking - they help to feel the atmosphere around and be in moment. And for sleeping - they help to fall asleep deeply and i never see nightmares if i sleep with your ambience. Just wow. 🙏💫🤍 Thanks Internet i found u.

[@etherealodysseymusic]

That’s so great to hear, happy to be a having a positive impact with your life

[@Musikfürnachvorne]

Hello Orlando, thank you so much...I hear your music all day long... Have a wonderful day , my friend in London

[@etherealodysseymusic]

Hello again my friend, thanks for checking in : - ) I hope you’re doing well - I’m happy to be providing the soundtrack in your house hold!

[@fougere]

Love the atmospheric quality!

[@etherealodysseymusic]

: - ) thanks

[@gregoryscott.]

The rich tones of the ethereal drone sounds that generate the backdrop are especially noticeable and extraordinary here and greatly accentuate the many textures heard in the foreground. 😊

[@etherealodysseymusic]

Thank you my friend, I’m glad you appreciate all these details ! : - ) have a great day

[@Tony-z6j]

Thank you.

[@etherealodysseymusic]

It’s my pleasure !

[@TheLadc5]

Good morning, Another great piece, beautiful sounds. Your artwork just continues to improve more and more each week. So much realism and clarity with the image. Great job.

[@etherealodysseymusic]

Morning my friend, so glad you resonated with these darker tones today. I thought it would be appropriate to embrace the darkness given the time of year, then back to lighter atmospheres next week : - )

[@TheLadc5]

@@etherealodysseymusic in light of recent events I could totally see why. 👍

[@jeros2911]

The misty and gloomy setting is a very nice touch, well done Orlando! 👏💯

[@etherealodysseymusic]

Thank you my friend ! Thought it would be apt given what time of year it is

[@fts_space_shark]

I love this.

[@etherealodysseymusic]

Thank you my friend : - )

[@gewinaaa]

Delivered! Again!

[@etherealodysseymusic]

: - ) thank you

[@etherealodysseymusic]

Thank you : - )

[@Bamilotang]

Really good while laying in a warm bathtub 👌🏽

[@etherealodysseymusic]

Enjoy 🛁

[@the-comments-poet]

The abyss I look at the drops of rain Like tears on my window pane Hypnotic stream On the edge of a dream Mirror in mirror Within - the quiet sound A brooding song Comforting sadness - friendship Suspended on a shallow breath I stand on the edge I dream, I fear, I hope I live, I die- I clutch On a moonless day On the edge of time On the edge Looking in

[@etherealodysseymusic]

Beautiful - you captured the setting so well

[@johirhossain8355]

❤❤❤🙏🙏🙏❤️❤️

[@etherealodysseymusic]

[@Omaklemm]

[@SouthernSultan阿力]

Abbadons home

[@etherealodysseymusic]

You could be right 👀

[@SouthernSultan阿力]

@@etherealodysseymusic the Angel of the Abyss

[@susiesourball]

Why do all these have a giant stone head? Why don't you refresh the ai prompt

[@etherealodysseymusic]

The stone head theme is actually a conscious choice to give the channel a unique identity and brand consistency. While each soundscape varies in mood and setting, the stone head acts as a familiar symbol that helps viewers immediately recognise my channel. On YT, consistency is key to building trust and standing out, and if each video had a totally different look, it would be harder to create a lasting impression. Maybe that answers your question and gives some insight into my thought process. And of course, there are thousands of other ambient channels you can explore if the stone heads aren't your thing

[@ObsidianEchoes69]

​@etherealodysseymusic what great insight to creating your brand. That's something I need to look into doing!

[@M155ABYSS]

@@etherealodysseymusicI dig it. It does make it recognizable and looks really cool.

[@Diamond86248]

I like them, it's very godly, ethereal vibes. Look at something else if you don't like it