I am Pied Piper, dazzling you with beguiling tunes that attracts children to follow me, tailing me blindly.
However, my ulterior desire is to captivate each and every soul in this planet, not only humans, but all beings.
I drop my Pipe, search for other methods, emanating in tailing other means instead, blindly, promiscuously. I have lost my identity, my powers, turning up to be nonentity.
I am Cinderella, having the sweetest of voices, birds, the creatures of the forest jump into an orchestra with me.
Beings that have heard my voice are astounded by its beauty.
A prince fell for me, for my beauty, physically, and my voice.