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Kol HaLev (קול הלב)

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Who said you can make a movie with just one AI?! Those rich investors keep making ridiculous decisions based on money alone!!💢 I’m out here using free limits, and look how many AIs I have to juggle to make something like this—based on my own art! I use Gemini to create backgrounds and people, image-to-video, Vidu AI, Veo AI, and Pixverse AI. Music made by Suno. ai. This one is insanely hard because AI still doesn’t understand Gypsy and Jewish soul at all.💢 This AI-generated work feels too much for me; I’d rather create art myself than rely on so many people. Studio Ghibli had a really hard time making a film like Kaze Tachinu (The Wind Rises). It’s a masterpiece. They worked on this movie for 1 year and 3 months,  It took animator Eiji Yamamori 15 months to finish just four seconds of footage. Director Hayao Miyazaki insisted the scene be entirely hand-drawn without CGI.

Average Ghibli Film: Most of their classics took between 2 to 3 years to complete.

The Wind Rises: Officially spent about 2 years in the main production phase.

The Boy and the Heron: Took nearly 7 years, as Miyazaki’s team reached a pace of completing only one minute of animation per month.

The Tale of the Princess Kaguya: Isao Takahata’s masterpiece took roughly 8 years to finish.

And many people contributed to creating the hand-drawn 2D animation.

Amadeo gypsy: Welcome, Pit and Naminé! Our new friends!!

The party: *cheers dramatically*

Ephemer & Skuld: Excuse us? Are we invisible?

Periwinkle: Err... also welcome, Ms. and Mr. Too 💦

Ephemer & Skuld: Wow. We really got promoted to “also.”

Narrator: And that was the moment the party became awkward forever.

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[Intro] [fast drum fill, bright piano chords, slap bass enters] [distorted electric guitar lead, brass stabs]

Feel the fire of the open sky Carried in songs that never die Through every road and every land We find our home in heart and hand

Sun, light the way for us to see Guide every step, set our hearts free Voices arise like ancient prayer Bound by a love we always share

Feel the fire of the open sky Carried in songs that never die Through every road and every land We find our home in heart and hand

Out of the dust, we stand again Not just by fate, but faith within We journey far, yet still we know Where love remains… is where we go

Feel the fire of the open sky Carried in songs that never die Through every road and every land We find our home in heart and hand

Feel the fire of the open sky Carried in songs that never die No matter where the winds may roam With you beside me… I am home

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Naminé: Sometimes I feel like we’re just moving without a real direction. The city feels so heavy lately — all this concrete, but no warmth. Do you ever wonder if we’ve lost what ‘home’ really means?

Pit: I do. It’s strange… we have walls, a roof, even a place to sleep — but that doesn’t make it home, does it? It’s the feeling that’s missing. The flowers under the concrete — they’re there, but we can’t see them.

Naminé: I used to think growing up would make everything clearer — that I’d find where I belong, what I want. But instead, the world feels bigger and I feel… smaller.

Pit: That’s because the questions get louder as we grow, not quieter. I used to ask Big sister, Punch, ‘Where are we going?’ She’d say, ‘Forward.’ But forward to where? No one ever says.

Naminé: Do you think we’ll ever stop asking? Or will we just pretend to know and keep walking?

Pit: Maybe we don’t need to know the destination. Maybe the real answer is in what carries us through the storms — the people who stay, the moments that calm us down when everything is spinning. the kind that makes you feel safe, like a warm room after a cold day. When the sky finally opens, and for a moment, everything is okay.

Naminé: *Start shedding the tears* I want to believe that’s still out there. That we can build a home from that feeling, even if the world keeps changing.

Pit: *Try to smile and be brave with tears flowing* We can. Maybe the home isn’t a place we find. It’s something we create — with every choice, every song, every hand we choose to hold. Maybe… we’re not lost after all. We’re just in the middle of the storm, waiting for the sky to open.

inspired by the song “Maison”

Au-delà, De l’orage il y a De l’amour, de l’amour, de l’amour, Quand le ciel s’ouvre, Tout redevient calme Et tout va bien.

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Pit: Oh, look! And there’s Hades. With that blue fire hair… looking like a human birthday candle.

Naminé: Hehe. Nice one, Pit.

Hades: Wow. Comedy gold. What are you three, open mic rejects?

Punch: Says the guy who lost to Pit in sandals.

Hades: Yeah, sandals. Meanwhile, you lose arguments to your reflection.

Periwinkle: Ohhhhhhh!

Hades: Hey! Don't boo me like that!💢

Punch: At least my reflection doesn’t run the world’s worst Airbnb for ghosts.

Hades: Oh, right, because your love life is way more alive than my clientele.

Pit: Bro, you literally dress like a Spirit Halloween Dracula.

Hades: Oh please. And you dress like—what is that? A failed potato sack cosplay?

Pit: You’re just jealous of our drip.

Hades: Drip? Sweetheart, the only thing dripping is your brain cells out of your ears.

Naminé: Okay, but real talk, your hair looks like a stove left on too long.

Punch: Or like a neon sign for “Open 24 Hours.”

Hades: Yeah, well, better to be lit than… whatever you three are.

Pit: Still doesn’t change the fact you lost to one gym bro with biceps.

Hades: ENOUGH!!! I’LL HAVE MY REVENGE!!!

Naminé: Hades...we still can save you....we can have friendship like this with Pit.

Hades: It's too late, daring. They call me cruel. A villain. A monster. But tell me…would you want my throne? I do not bring death — I only receive it. Every soul that crosses the river, I take into my care, whether they were kings, beggars, or heroes. I am not their judge, only their keeper. Those gods rule the sky and the sea, bathed in worship and glory. I rule silence. Darkness. The place no one wishes to see. And because mortals fear death, they fear me. They curse my name, never knowing that I have given them nothing but fairness. Yes… I am Hades, Lord of the Underworld. Not evil. Not merciless. Only necessary. And yet… still alone. They made me into like this! And I won't stop for my revenge for the world! I will be on Kujaku's side, after all, I am not supposed to exist anyway, and what's the deal with changing to a good guy? Not my style at all. Bye!

Pit: Hades.....but...we're friends....you still care for me.....