Alexander the Great and Drake are stuck in Library Locked-In Overnight and forced to have a deep conversation.

Alexander: By Zeus, this edifice holds more scrolls than I conquered cities! What knowledge remains hidden within these walls?

Drake: Yo, knowledge is power, fam. But real power's knowing how to drop the hottest track and connect with the people, ya feel?

Alexander: Connect? My connection was forged in the fires of battle, leading my men to glory across the known world!

Drake: Glory fades, A. Tracks live forever, echoing through generations. Think of it like, lyrical immortality.

Alexander: Immortality is earned through deeds, not mere words sung to a fleeting rhythm! My empire, though fractured, still shapes the world.

Drake: True, true. But a good beat can shift the whole vibe of a generation, inspire movements, touch souls deeper than any empire ever could.

Alexander: Perhaps you underestimate the weight of leadership, the burden of shaping destiny for millions. It's not just about catchy tunes.

Drake: Nah, I get it. Pressure's real. But even kings need anthems, anthems to rally the troops and celebrate the wins, you know?

Alexander: So, you believe art, your music, holds a power equal to that of a conquering king? Intriguing.

Drake: Look, we both chasing legends, just different lanes. You on the battlefield, me in the studio. End of the day, it's all about leaving a mark.