#unversed-reversed

[everrealmsfirst]

"Oh hello!" The small protector offered a big grin to the stranger, blowing slightly before her head tilted. "Are you okay? You look kind of grumpy?"

@unversed-reversed

[cizzle-freezy]

A bunch of Sephs + A bunch of AU Variants

(Updated to add Ascension! Though it did remove my additional notes thing... the important part was the mix and match thing, like how by default, I draw him in the Aurora outfit top + winter jacket + summer outfit pants and shoes)

minus Chai because my mirror boiyo deserves his own ref sheet

[theblueprincess590]

To Endure the Endless Winter-An Analysis of Kingdom Hearts 3

Arendelle marks a turning point in the narrative of Kingdom Hearts 3, when the looming darkness truly begins to infect Sora’s journey, and when the Second Keyblade War becomes inevitable. The signs were always there of course, from Thebes’s destruction, To more powerful heartless like the Demon Tide showing up in Twilight town, and of course the Organization's more active presence in the Disney worlds. And yet they never got in the way of Sora’s fun. After all, Sora was able to save Buzz from darkness, play games with Rapunzel, and Keep Boo Smiling in spite of the Unversed. But with Arendelle things are different, for the first time Sora’s fairy tale whimsy is challenged by the influence of Xehanort and is forced to endure. For you see Winter is the season where the nights become longer and the darkness grows all the more stronger

This growing sense of strife and danger can be first found in the aesthetics and gameplay of Arendelle. It is a cold harsh world in the mitts of an eternal winter. Every level is covered in snow and ice with Sora even remarking on how cold it is at the beginning, begging Donald to give him a Coat. Much of the world is spent on top of a mountain that the player must climb up. It pushes them to use all their movement abilities throughout the world from using flowmotion to run up the sides of the mountain to using Air Step to grab on the icicles for leverage. The mountain even becomes more dangerous and complicated the closer Sora gets to the top . The path becomes covered in spikes of ice or harsh vortexes of frost that the player must manipulate in order to move forward. Even the very act of having to climb the mountain again ties into this struggle 

Enemies are also more dangerous. Large Bodies are replaced with their more powerful brother’s the Helmed Bodies who are far more aggressive, almost always opening with an enraged body attack in order to mow down sora. Parasol Beauties and Satyrs, the most dangerous enemies of previous worlds, now fight side by side. The Rock Troll even shows up at the beginning of the world no longer being just a mid boss but a starting enemies. And let us not forget the new enemies this world has to spare. The Frost serpents are for more than just standard enemies, they are a trial in their own right. When the Frost serpents first appear they take over the game. Unleashing an avalanche of death upon The Half Pint Trio they force the 3 musketeers on to the defense as they have no choice but to flee from the cruelty of nature on Goofy’s makeshift sled of a shield. Control is taken away from the player as they have no choice but follow the rules of the Frost Serpents who act more like dragons as they breathe flames of frostbite down on the heroes in what is perhaps the most difficult challenge in the whole game. Lastly there are the ninja nobodies. The Nobody enemies have always been presented as a more daunting challenge than the heartless. Though their numbers are smaller they make up for it with greater power. Posing abilities akin to that of fantasy heroes, as if to mock Sora and his allies. They give the player a taste of what's to come from the True Organization XIII . And the Ninjas are no different. Mirroring their master the Ninja Nobodies fight with a flurry of cruelty. They move as fast as lighting and hitting as hard as thunder bringing Sora, Donald, and Goofy to their knees with their own DM move, Reverse Thunder 

The Most daunting challenge of Arendelle though would have to be the Labyrinth of ice. Created by Larxene this monstrosity exists solely to be a prison of sadism. Unlike Elsa’s castle it does not reflect the beauty of a winter paradise but instead the terrors of the season. It is a cold and lifeless maze with no real exit, designed to trap its victims until they become food for the Forces of Darkness or give in to their own madness. Even bearing the Nobody’s and the Larxene’s symbols to remind its vitamins of who really controls this world. The Only way The Half Pint Trio can escape is if they fight back. They must break the chains of helplessness and destroy the maze from within, melting the walls that keep them trapped and manipulate the very pillars of the maze to create their own freedom.    

Things don’t let up in the story either. Throughout their visit to Arendelle Sora constantly tries to befriend Elsa and Anna but he is constantly impeded by Larxene.  She does not wish for Sora to connect with Elsa. Instead Larxene wants to test the blooming princess of heart, to see if she is truly worthy of possessing one of the 7 pure lights. So she allows Elsa to descend into loneliness, letting her fear consume her in hopes of seeing the queen fall to darkness. And thus Sora is not allowed to act as the hero. He is constantly kept apart from Elsa, to keep him from showing her the beauty of her world and save her from her own doubts. Even Sora’s time spent with Anna, Kristoff, and Olaff is cut short by the heartless. Through Xehanort’s ever growing will the fairy tale whimsy that defines Sora’s journey begins to melt away    

And yet Sora and The player are still able to endure. They overcome every challenge laid throughout their path by Larxene. And it is through these acts of endurance and defiance that both the player and Sora are able to reclaim the joy of this world. Upon conquering Larxene’s cruelty and escaping the Labyrinth The Half Pint Trio is greeted with a beautiful sight, the northern lights that illuminated the chilling winter sky. For the first time they are able to indulge in the wonder of winter. And this is where Sora begins to fall in love with the snow as he learns to play with the snowball. Using them as an instrument of his will, Sora takes the simple and joyous act of creating a giant snowball and uses it against the heartless, one shooting them as he rolls them into his snowball. Creating not only the perfect strategy against Heartless like the Helmed bodies, but a new reward for sora since the bigger the snowball the greater the synthesis item it drops. Even the player gets to join in on the winter fun with the sledding mini game. After the bone chilling chase with the Frost Serpents ends the player is rewarded with a delightful sled ride down the rest of the mountain where they not only get to have fun but are given tons of free HP Orbs and Munney. 

Even though Sora’s time spent with Anna, Kristoff, and Olaf is cut short he still manages to make the moment worth it. He connects with Anna learning not only more about Elsa but manages to cement a bond between himself and Anna by relating his experiences with Riku to the relationship of Anna and Elsa. Then of course there is the time spent Fixing Olaf. Helping establish a bond with not only Kristoff and Olaf But allowing Sora to partake in the most beloved of winter traditions, Building a snowman.

Though perhaps the greatest boom Sora receives for his willingness to hold on to his ideals in the face of a looming darkness would be none other than the party member of this world, Marshmallow. Marshmallow started off as another obstacle for Sora to overcome. Born from the guilt and fear forced upon her by Larxene’s actions, Marshmallow represented all Elsa saw herself as, a monster that only pushes people away. And yet not only were the Half Pint Trio able to defeat him with their special brand of slap stick fighting BUT they grew to befriend him. By not giving up on Elsa and keeping faith in her even in her darkest moments they were able to reveal who Marshmallow and by an extension, Elsa truly were. Not monsters that hurt those close to them, but a guardian who protects others. Marshmallow becomes one of Sora’s most powerful allies possessing the raw strength equal to Beast and magical fire power on par with Jack Skeleton as he quietly literally endures the full force of a blizzard in order to forge a path for Sora,Donald, and Goofy.

Larxene acting as Xehanort’s hands works to poison the fairy tale beauty of Arendelle. She isolates Elsa for her own self interest, fills the worlds with heartless and Nobodies to spread fear, mocks Elsa’s powers through the creation of the Ice Labrinth, and most importantly of all She tries all she can to keep sora from making friends with the people of Arendelle. And yet all her attempts at roadblocking Sora fail as he endures the pain and keeps moving forward, spreading Disney joy to Anna And Elsa in spite of her actions. And it’s plain to see why Larxene fails despite being the one with all the power. Larxene and Xehanort by an extent are not willing to accept pain. They are cowards who hide in the back and let others do all the work for them. Xehanort has always manipulated people to get what he wants, makes his allies do all the dirty work while he reaps the rewards. Where As Larxene loves to lord over other people. Using whatever authority she can get her hand on to torment the weak, to make herself feel better without ever having to work on improving. And this unwillingness to bear the hardships of life is reflected in the Heartless and Nobodies they employ. 

The ninja nobodies may present themselves as strong but once they begin to lose they panic. Their Desperation Move of Reverse Thunder is not like that of the nobodies Sora fought before. The previous Desperation Moves were a strong act of resolve and defiance as they used all they had to try and strike down Sora whereas the Ninja’s just sliver into themselves and create a bubble of electricity to avoid anymore pain. They’re unwilling to risk it all and fight back, choosing instead to only prolong their fate. The Ice Serpents masquerade as mighty monsters using their wings and  chilly breath to present themselves as something kin to the Proud Dragons of Old but once they lose their wings they reveal their true nature. No longer fighting with pride, these frozen wretches start to live up to their namesake of serpents as they slither into the ground, attempting to attack their prey from behind like a coward. For there is no nobility in those that can not stand strong when the going gets tough. And lastly there is the Beast of the Blizzard, Skoll. The Heartless Skoll was spawned from the Darkness of a man named Han. Born the 13th son of a Royal Family, Hans was the runt of the litter. The one who was always picked on and the one without an inheritage. Since birth his life has been met with obstacles but he did not have the resolve to face it. Rather than face the hardships of life like a man he chose to cheat by stealing the two sister's kingdom from them using manipulation and force. And so his pathetic nature was reflected in his Heartless. Just like the Ninjas and Ice Sepernats beforehand Skoll gives off the impression of strength through his large body, great speed, and sharp claws. And just like the other 2 monsters from before Skoll’s strength is revealed to be nothing more than an illusion. Throughout the fight Skoll summons weaker pups, depending on others to fight for him while spends most of the battle running away, acting more like a frightened dog than a hardened hunter. Even Skoll’s design reflects his deception. Skoll does not have the complete body of a wolf instead his is nothing more than a head, a pair of claws and a tail. He has all it takes to cast the shadow of a wolf but nothing more. Most importantly of all there is Skoll’s Desperation Move, Dark Sun. When Skoll uses Dark Sun he chooses to give up. He no longer wishes to fight for himself, to pursue life in the face of pain. No he just wishes to end it all, Transforming his very body into a pale imitation of the sun. He becomes a celestial body of darkness raining down his tears of Dark Firaga and Pups upon the battlefield, buying time until he can unless a catastrophic collision, killing everyone. Of course such a cowardly attack like that would never work against those who choose to endure. Marshmallow puts his life on the line using just his bare hands to keep the Dark Sun from crashing down while Sora pushes past his limits to break it.

Despite all of Sora’s victories over Larxene in Arrendale the world ultimately ends on a bittersweet note. Anna, Elsa, and The Kingdom are saved but said safety is only temporary as Sora now knows that they are still a target for the Thirteen Seekers of Darkness. If he wishes to protect their happily ever after then Sora has no choice but to face Xehanort himself. And worst of all Sora is forced to accept a heartbreaking truth, The Keyblade war is unavoidable, The True Organization is on the verge of getting their final member and he can not stop it. For this battle is the will of destiny. And it is fitting that a world about enduring would end on such a note because truthfully nobody ever has to stop enduring hardships. The universe will always have more to throw at you, life is never going to get easy, but that doesn't mean you should give up. You need to hold on to your ideals no matter what and stand up to cruelty. And that is why Sora accepts his fate and chooses to fight Master Xehanort.   

[revegrande]

˗ˏˋ  *˖  ♕  𝑨𝑳𝑻.  𝑼𝑵𝑰𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑬  ☆ 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶  𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓼.

 ▍▍▍       𝑩𝑨𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑺  ,  𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼  𝓸𝓯  𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽.

NAME. tiana  rogers  maldonia.

NICKNAME.  tia  ,  titi  ,  the  waitress  ,  babycakes.

AGE. nineteen.

GENDER. cisfemale.

PRONOUNS. she/her.

BIRTHDAY. december  25th.

BLOOD  TYPE.  B+.

ROLE.  one  of  the  new  seven  hearts.

HOMEWORLD.  new  orleans.

 ▍▍▍       𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑴  ,  𝓷𝓮𝔀  𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓼.

ALLIES.  naveen  ,  charlotte  ,  mama  odie.

ORIGIN.  the  princess  and  the  frog.

SUPPORTS.  louis  ,  (ray)mond

THEMES.  almost  there.  down  in  new  orleans  (  reprise  ).

 ▍▍▍       𝑨𝑩𝑰𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑬𝑺  ,  𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓮  𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓼.

ABILITY  POINTS.  40

HIT  POINTS.  180

MAGIC  POINTS.  80

ARMOR  SLOTS.  one.

ACCESSORY  SLOTS.  two.

ITEM  SLOTS.  three  (  pre-equipped  with  one  potion  )

 ▍▍▍       𝑨𝑩𝑰𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑬𝑺  ,  𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓼.

FROG  SWING.  wip

FROG  OOZE.  wip

 ▍▍▍       𝑨𝑩𝑰𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑬𝑺  ,  𝓼𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓼.

wip

 ▍▍▍       𝑺𝒀𝑵𝑶𝑷𝑺𝑰𝑺 

𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒎  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒂𝒚𝒐𝒖  𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 : in  the  aftermath  of  the  masquerade  ball  at  the  la  bouff  estate  ,  tiana’s  path  crosses  with  that  of  prince  naveen  —  transformed  into  a  frog  by  the  dark  magic  of  dr.  facilier  (  a  shadowy  figure  who  has  forged  a  pact  with  darkness  ):  desperate  to  fulfill  her  dream  of  owning  a  restaurant  ,  and  hopeful  that  breaking  naveen's  curse  will  help  her  achieve  it  ,  tiana  kisses  him.  but  instead  of  lifting  his  spell  ,  she  too  is  transformed  into  a  frog.  the  two  flee  into  the  bayou  ,  where  they  encounter  sora  ,  donald  ,  and  goofy  ,  who  have  arrived  to  investigate  reports  of  increased  heartless  activity  and  the  strange  aura  of  light  emanating  from  the  realm.  the  heartless  ,  drawn  by  the  strong  hearts  of  tiana  and  naveen  ,  pursue  the  couple  —  under  facilier’s  orders  ,  and  with  aid  from  a  dark  figure  named  vanitas  ,  who  seeks  to  corrupt  the  light  hidden  in  this  world.  sora  and  his  friends  hold  off  the  heartless  while  tiana  and  naveen  continue  their  journey  deeper  into  the  swamp.  along  the  way  ,  they  meet  the  trumpet-playing  alligator  louis  and  the  firefly  ray  ,  who  help  guide  them  to  the  eccentric  but  wise  mama  odie.  she  reveals  that  the  key  to  breaking  their  curse  lies  not  just  in  love  ,  but  in  overcoming  the  darkness  that  has  taken  root  in  their  world.  crucially  ,  she  hints  that  tiana's  heart  holds  a  rare  light  —  one  of  the  purest  in  all  realms.

while  trying  to  decipher  mama  odie’s  cryptic  advice  ,  tiana  and  naveen  resolve  to  return  to  new  orleans.  there  ,  things  escalate  —  naveen  is  kidnapped  by  vanitas  ,  who  seeks  to  siphon  the  pure  light  hidden  in  tiana’s  heart  to  forge  a  new  vessel.  tiana  confronts  facilier  and  vanitas  ,  who  tempt  her  with  a  vision  of  her  dream  fulfilled  —  at  the  cost  of  her  heart  and  naveen’s  fate.  she  resists  ,  refusing  to  let  go  of  her  values  or  give  into  despair.  enraged  ,  vanitas  summons  the  unversed  ,  while  facilier  uses  the  last  of  his  dark  magic  to  revert  tiana  back into  a  frog.  however  ,  empowered  by  her  unwavering  will  and  her  connection  to  the  light  ,  tiana  turns  the  tables.  she  shatters  facilier’s  totemic  artifact  ,  causing  the  shadowy  forces  to  drag  him  into  the  darkness  he  once  commanded.  meanwhile  ,  sora  and  his  team  rescue  naveen.  the  group  reunites  just  as  the  clock  nears  midnight  —  too  late  ,  it  seems  ,  for  naveen  and  tiana  to  reverse  their  transformation  with  a  true  love’s  kiss.  heartbroken  but  united  ,  they  marry  as  frogs  ,  and  in  doing  so  ,  unlock  the  truth  behind  mama  odie’s  words  —  their  love  ,  grounded  in  selflessness  ,  fulfills  the  spell's  conditions.  as  they  kiss  ,  light  envelops  them.  tiana  and  naveen  return  to  human  form  ,  and  the  realm  is  purged  of  darkness.  mama  odie  reveals  the  truth  —  tiana  is  one  of  the  seven  new  princesses  of  heart  —  beacons  of  pure  light  who  will  be  essential  in  the  coming  conflicts.  following  xehanort’s  fall  ,  sora  glimpses  tiana  and  naveen  at  the  grand  opening  of tiana’s  palace ,  a  symbol  of  her  dream  achieved  and  her  heart’s  resilience  shining  bright  in  a  world  once  nearly  lost  to  darkness.

▍▍▍       𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑬𝑺

dr.  facilier  was  given  a  special  book  to  "control"  heartless  by  vanitas.

@voidedgear  is  my  primary  vanitas  but  will  write  with  others ( nix imy </3 ).

[damagedh3art]

|| @unversed-reversed ||

Sora let him take a step back as he stayed on his butt in the sand. Still no interest in wanting to fight. He just wanted talk to the other for now. Talk and try to bond with him. He was probably similar to him at least in some aspects.

Dull eyes soon looking away to look at the ocean waters. Expression tired, lightless, distant, and oddly cold. Even if Sora was pretending to be happy his eyes gave him away.

At hearing Vanitas speak he looked back at him. "This is Destiny Islands. First time here? I could show you around if you'd like. Tho first water and food. You must need it. Fighting or not I'm not going to hurt you. You haven't hurt me. So why fight?"

He sighed, "it's been two years since I've been back home. Have been here only a month or so. Yet in my own place and distant to many."

Hearing he couldn't summon VoidGear eased his nerves a little, but he also noticed his movements. Then his attire. "I could give you a shirt of mine to to replace that tattered one as well. I cant leave the attire Yen Sod gave me..or...things happen."

Tho that was weird what was in his chest? Was it harmful? Maybe he could look into it. It made his own heart feel funky. Tho that could just be due to Vanitas and his darkness. He wasn't sure. "I could take a look at it. Might want out. Yet I'm not sure if that'll hurt you or not. I've learned about the unversed."

He decided to stand up, but also take a step away to give Vanitas space. "Lots of stuff happens here on this island. If talking about me a lot has happened. I finally managed to recover to be at the very least outside. After all that Xehanort did to me. He's a dead man when I find him. If he's still alive at least."

He soon turned his head to cough into his arm. "Sorry... That happens sometimes. I cough up colored gunk.. After all his weird experiments. To over hearing him mumble junk on a X-Blade."

|| @unversed-reversed ||

That voice, Vanitas. Maybe he should go get him some water? Did he want some? He wasn't sure. Yet, he never moved. As if truly ready to die. From his heart being so damaged that his Anti form showed on his right arm. To his eyes lacking Light. He truly wasn't sure what was happening to him. From rumors of himself being the key to the X-blade now that both darkness and light merged inside his body was crazy talk.

However, he was experimented on for two years since he last saw Vanitas. Sora no longer looked the same. Different attire, different age, and different behaviors. Time flies when you are captive, but now that he is free time feels slow.

"I'm not planning any trouble. Just wish to see if things can be normal." He decided to sit up at the very least to look to the other. "Guess its a time we both try to enjoy before death claims us both huh?"

He wasnt as cheery anymore, less energetic. He seemed depressed and lacked sleep. "Been having nightmares. Figured napping out here would prevent them. What brought you to Destiny?"

He tipped his head a bit, "I'm not out for a fight if that's why. I can't even summon my keyblade anymore without it hurting me. It's connected to my heart in such a massive way now. I can go get you a bottle of water and a snack if you wish to stay here a while."

Yet, would he even want to? There had to be some reason Vanitas was here right? Maybe he was here due to those rumors of Sora being key to the new X-Blade. The boy showing aspects of both Light and Darkness. Fought all the Darkness and protected the seven Light. Including himself. Thinking about it made his stomach churn.

"It is nice knowing after two years you're still ok."

[mythicalartistx]

Lately I've been appreciating Vanitas more...

Honestly I just really like his character cause it's kinda sad...

Okay liking a character because it's sad isn't a good thing but—

Hear me out.

I really like the idea of him being forced out of Ven and basically kinda in a similar situation as Repliku.

Just a sad silly little guy who deserves so much more than what he has to deal with.

Then here are the Unversed.

The Unversed are little enemies that are like heartless except they come from Vanitas and he can control them and whatnot. Then each time someone slaughters one of the Unversed with the keyblade, Vanitas himself gets hurt and it's just sad.

And honestly I want a pet (flood) Unversed. They seem so cute just like heartless (shadows).

Fandom kinda weird about Vanitas...Makes me uncomfy

The hardest part about him is that the fandom and people who like him make him out to be this twisted, messed up character that does uncomfy nonconsensual things.

And it's so annoying because he such a great character and when I look up random art or just things about him, I don't want to see that.

I can look up fan things of Sora, Riku, and like 90% of the other characters and find decent cool things, but with him it's really hard to.

Wayfinders and Darkness

He does bad things to the Wayfinder Trio because he's darkness and everyone always says darkness is bad.

Until Riku came along

You're told darkness is bad and is dealt with doing not so good things you'd probably become a morally grey character/ not so good person to others.

He probably feels isolated.

Then there's Xehanort trying to get Vanitas to do things for him as well as using the Wayfinders to manipulate them to darkness.

Then he's told to reconnect with his other half to forge some kind of ancient χ-blade for the purpose of creating Kingdom Hearts

Vanitas does bad things and uses the darkness for evil but you also weren't showing why doing good things is better.

Since you can use darkness for good and evil, while also using the light the same way. All those masters were told use darkness is bad and didn't do a thing about the stuff happening Eraqus, Odin, and

Yen Sid (he's probably one of the better ones but still had both Sora and Riku take that exam when it was obvious something was going to happen)

Sora offers a 2nd Chance

Then in KH3 Vanitas along some others wants to find Ven and realizes this through encountering Sora.

It isn't until the final battle where Sora offers him a chance.

He tells him, You can be who you want to be. Basically kinda like Sora in COM telling Repliku, you are your own person too.

Then Vanitas tells Sora but I am Darkness and that is who I choose to be.

Sora realizes Vanitas wants to be darkness and decides that.

Vanitas chooses to fade away and the others understand his choice.

HC + Future installments

They gave him a chance, well Sora mainly and I think with that he could come back in the future a be a morally grey/ decent character who's neither good or bad.

Kinda like Riku but a little bit different.

Like he will probably use darkness but he might help them some as well.

He's done some bad but he could also do good.

That is why the fan trio — The Lost Trio would be so fun to have more of.

I think them interacting would be so interesting to see since they all are really similar. Plus it could just be like this wholesome thing

And another thing that makes them so great is because it's like the reversed Destiny Trio

[dumuzithemessiah]

If anyone deserves to be hugged from Kingdom Hearts the most..

Vanitas deserves it…He’s been through enough shit as it is…

With all the abuse he’s been through + strong negative emotions he’s been through…

As Darkness is one of my domains and as someone with no physical light in me I would be the someone he could relate to…

I would give Vanitas the hug he seriously needs…just because someone is a dark type doesn’t mean they have to be evil…

I’m literally known as The Rainbow Hero/Hero of Rainbows as that is what the Nibirian word Messiah means...although the rainbows are more so moonbows…

The word Messiah always referred to me not your false man made lie called Jesus as he is so fake as the letter J is only 500 years old as translations of lies made my man have been made over time… plus Cesare Borgia is where the fake Jesus gets his face from proving how much of a lie Jesus and Christianity is!

Multiple gods and goddesses exist! So tough shit if you lying hateful vile deceitful humans don’t like the truth and reality of everything! Truth doesn’t favour your hateful selfish species!

You humans have done nothing but act hateful, deceitful, intolerant, murderous, warlike, evil, act actually racist, and act terrible throughout history…

Mankind deserves what they’re gonna get on Judgement Day…

Humans gonna get “The Big E” for all the lives they took and continue to take and for damaging the Kosmos that badly to the point if my kind doesn’t act when Judgement Day happens then the Kosmos is gonna explode and that would destroy the Universe and kill all mortal life…. Magical life can escape such destruction…

So based on that and how much pain I’ve been in with neglect, abuse, lack of support, being attacked for being not human, lack of those who truly understand me, being treated badly because my existence proves their lies as what they are: lies…etc…so I can understand a bit what Vanitas goes through… as I go through similar pain, anger, and depression….but for different reasons…

I’d be producing Unversed too if they existed with how I’ve felt throughout my time on Earth….

Vanitas and I aren’t so different as humanity often calls me evil for speaking the truth and for being a dark type…

But unlike Vanitas I at least try to do the right thing…

I hope Kingdom Hearts gives Vanitas a redemption and happy ending with him and Ventus being true brothers and him becoming a true person…

I also lack actual light in me so I can also relate to Vanitas in that area too…

I separated my light into two beings: Kosmin and Lumuzi.

I also separated my “feminine” side making Geshtinonna.

Nibirians have reverse gender standards compared to humans…

We look nothing like humans either…

So the whole gods resemble humans is a man made lie…

I am married to Marduk but haven’t seen him since I arrived on Earth so I really miss him… Marduk is a light type with no darkness in him…

So he in a way makes up for the lack of light in me…

But as of right now I am alone and miss my family… so many emotions of anger, loneliness, sadness, stress, depression, etc…

So I am a lot like Vanitas in that way…

So ironic that the god[[aka me]] who created the Universe and Multiverse is a bit like Vanitas..

When I was younger in the First Universe I was a bit more like Sora… Pretty much a cheerful goober of a boy…

It’s pretty stupid to call me “vain” or “egotistical” just for being what and who I am as I can’t help being me…

So humans, who have done such great amount of harm and bloodshed, I will ask this: Who are you: A species that has literally messed up the balanced of life and death, spread so much war and genocide, spread so much lies and hate, etc, to call anyone egotistical but yourselves?!

I literally sacrifice my own happiness to heal the Kosmos, stress myself out by speaking the truth - which is part of my job but still - am far away from my own family and friends thus am lonely, and to top of that I deal with bullshit after bullshit every fucking day!

You humans have zero right to call anyone egotistical but yourselves!

Think of history and how humans have acted as even today they act horrible towards another!

I made the Kosmos and in turn the Universe put of loneliness and desire to be surrounded by loved ones! Eventually that lead to me protecting others from harm! And I literally sacrifice myself in the First Universe to take out The Great Evil Herself!

And given what horrible things Ishtayr did to me… she held me against my own will, forced me to marry her by using evil magic to make me agree in order to hold me against my will, did the grape without the g which is possible as shapeshifting is a thing…she also tortured me with fire, scarred me up, threw flaming spiders at me, etc, then when I sit by her throne cause I thought maybe some good was in her, then she yeets me into Kohora aka the true Underworld?!

There is a reason why a god who has life as one of his domains also has death, reincarnation, resurrection, etc!

And humans think I’M SELFISH?! With the literal hell I’ve been through?

I could go on and on about the bad things I’ve been through..

Okay I got it way worser than Vanitas… If Vanitas wasn’t a fictional character he’d be shocked how bad I’ve had it in my life..

Plus what happened in the City of Hell? Ancient city with a blood nectarine orchard? Had Ishtayr worshippers? They attacked my twin children I had with Marduk named Qupit and Yorupit… they couldn’t fly after the attack…

I literally raged and burned down the ancient city as there was nothing but evil there and no, nobody was gay in that city as hateful lying Christards love to lie about! Just all sorts of evil that you’d normally think of as evil! And those who tried to escape and looked back turned to stone from the sight of the dark elemental flames!

I only brought the twins there as I thought we could quickly pick some nectarines… the twins begged me to go… and they wouldn’t take no for an answer….

I hope the twins…my children…are doing better now though…

I just want all the evil to go away…. This Helveon War as it’s been dubbed to finally end so I can be with my loved ones and for Ishtayr to be gone…

Nothing the false Messiah Jesus was written to go through can hold a damn candle to the horrible shit I’ve been through… Jesus is just a fake anyways as he never existed and the whole Jewish king thing came from Nabatean writings about me when I was trying to teach humanity the truth!

Sin means “wisdom” in Ancient Nibirian not “crime” you hateful lying human bastards…

Sin also is my disguised form when I returned to the middle world aka the Universe as Yumera aka Dream World is above the Universe and below it is Kohora which is a surreal magical paradise!

Stop taking words from my homeplanet and corrupting them with your hateful lies!

A satahn is a word meaning magical prosecutor not an evil entity or an individual!

Ehden means “wilderness” not “paradise” like you humans gleefully lie your asses off claiming what it means but in reality your false meaning isn’t fact but a lie! It is pronounced Eh-den not Ee-den, you jerks!

And being one of The Holy Four Kosmos Deities I can assure you I feel the Kosmos’s pain directly..

And if you think I’m harsh I’ll have you know other members of my kind aka other gods and goddesses wouldn’t put up with humanity’s evil ways either…

It’s a mixed bag what god or goddess is real as Pele for example is real and she’s royally pissed at humanity! Pele is the daughter of King Enkai and Queen Ninsun who’re both male and are my rebirth parents but yeah mythologies are written by man thus don’t hold any accuracy hardly!

[wh3r3sth3l0ve]

Sora x Tifa

Part 27

Part 26 below

- Riku? What are you doing here?

Sora couldn't believe his eyes. More than five years passed but his friend looked exactly the way he remembered him - tall, long blueish hair, fit and handsome.

- It seems that the roles have reversed. This time I am the one looking for you.

Certain flashbacks showed before Sora's eyes. He remembered the time when he was going from one place to another, asking every single person about him.

- Aren't you happy to see me? - Riku smiled at him.

Sora went to his friend and hugged him.

- How did you find me?

- Unversed drew me here. My Keyblade opened the gate to this world.

- Got it. I wonder why they even appeared. It's very unusual.

- Especially since Vanitas is long gone but still that’s better than Heartless.

- Um, Sora? Could you introduce me?

Tifa approached them with a question on her face.

- Sure, sorry. Riku, this is Tifa, my girlfriend. Tifa, this is my best friend, Riku.

- Nice to meet you, Sora told me about you. - she leaned her hand.

- I hope those were only good things. - Riku shaked her hand.

He looked at his friend and said:

- Girlfriend, huh? - he had doubt written on his face.

- Yeah, I'm really happy to have her.

- Do we have to talk here? Let's go to the bar, I'll make us something to drink. - Tifa proposed.

In a couple of minutes they were back at 7th Heaven.

- What would you like? - she asked Riku.

- I dunno, same thing he likes. - he pointed at Sora.

- Right away.

Sora looked at his friend.

- So you were looking for me?

- Yeah, since the first day you left. What happened?

- Didn't she tell you? - he doubted that.

- Oh, Kairi told me what happened but I want to know your perspective.

Even though Tifa was preparing their drinks, she was listening carefully. Her heart started pounding nervously when she heard Kairi’s name.

- Well, long story short, I couldn't get over the words she said to me. I had to run as far from her as I could. Also it got me amnesia, I forgot everything from before the Keyblade War.

Riku was listening with his mouth open as Sora continued.

- I've been wandering from one place to another without any particular reason. Eventually I got here and met this beauty. - he pointed his chin at Tifa. - she helped me. No, she rescued me.

- What do you mean? - his eyes were getting wider with every sentence his friend said.

- He means - Tifa put their drinks in front of him and got into the conversation. - that what Kairi did to him threw him into a deep depression and gave him anxiety attacks.

She said that a little bit too harshly. Sora was clearly embarrassed, now looking blankly at his glass.

- It took some time, patience and a lot of kindness and affection to get him back. I was really scared when I first saw him falling into panic.

- I’m really sorry to hear that. - Riku said. - Still, I don’t think it was anybody's fault.

- I don’t blame her. - Sora said quietly. - But it hurt like nothing before. It still does.

He felt an almost painful thudding in his chest. He looked at Tifa and continued:

- Thanks to you I know how to smile again. - he moved his face to Riku. - I’ll never say that she was trying to hurt me on purpose, yet she did. If it wasn’t for Tifa, I don’t think I’d make it to this day.

He shaked his head and asked:

- Enough about me. What about you? It’s been more than five years.

[twilightown]

28,30,33!

28. Favorite Heartless

I like how cute and squishy these lil guys are. They make a fun noise when you hit them too.

30. Favorite Unversed

I haven't played BBS in years, so I'm struggling to remember, but these are the first ones to come to mind.

33. Favorite Nobody

I love the clueless animation these guys give when you do a reversal on them lmfao, they make me laugh

Ask me Kingdom Hearts things

[biologicalmassofrubber]

Playing Kingdom Hearts Birth By Sleep now and just got to the part where you save Ienzo from the...Unversed(I forgor???) and talk to the pre-nobodied Vexen (which is first of all, an INSANE Revalation that i didn't expect) and you unlock "Reversal"...an ability you commonly used on the Dusk Nobodies in KH2 and i just think that's a pretty clever thing thats all

[rafent]

A breathy laugh emitted from the Fell Dragon, little louder than a wind whistling around the loose sashes of a window. Only the amusement bright in carmine eyes disclosed that it had originated from him at all. "Your definition of help would deprive us of a chef. Indulge your perversion elsewhere. Or wait at least until I have been watered and fed."

But quiet soon settled over the room. A thick winding sheet laid astride a corpse, eclipsing any positive emotion that might have persisted in its absence - Rafal's own fleeting impression of congeniality included. His hostility returned, coldly tracking the movements of the tavern's newest additions solely by his peripheral vision, if not by the more expressive pursuit of Griss' own gaze as the five men squeezed into chairs. As one among their troupe peeled away.

He cared little for it at first. Whether four or five all of them were insignificant, hogs donned of gold, pearls, and ambergris; though, unlike the unruly beasts of a barn the feast they desired would not come from slop and hay. True to the other's warning, conflict thundered, followed shortly by an evocative sequence of shouts. One piercing squeal rising above the rest. . .inconvenient. A dead chef in their midst equated to an unborn meal. Hand propped against the back of his chair, he rose.

"—ah, ah, ah. Where do you think you're going?" Foisting up from his seat one of the four brigands brought himself around, his voice a mocking lilt, his grip an impudent shackle stretched around Rafal's shoulder. "I'd sit back down if I were you."

Another lifted himself in causal response - Rafal's slender fingers raised to constrict around his wrist with a sound like leather under duress. "I would make scarce such a filthy hand if I were you," he intoned darkly beneath the low hang of his brows.

A squeeze. A cry. The man's yowl rippled through the charged air and tore several more away from their seats. Amidst the quandaries of dreary intentions and bloodless stalemates, here existed the shining certitude that two surviving fragments of a long dead Gradlon knew better. He released the squalling brute, hands curling by his sides in readiness. "Griss!" Rafal barked, kindled with flame. "Now is the proper time to bare your fangs. Show them a taste of—"

A taste of—

. . .a taste. . .of. . .

. . .

Griss. Rafal. Those names faded to a merciless tide that swallowed them all. Hungrier than the emptiest dragon, crueler than the greediest human; an abject distortion with whims that no force could deny. The cogs of reality jammed and failed to turn on its stasis. A monochrome film scrolled on a never-ending reel, wiped clean and rewritten with foreign memories. Accosted from the shingles was the perspiration of morning dew frozen in midair never to touch ground.

In count of all such strange occult happenings, only one thing proved certain beyond any shattered belief. A question.

—a taste of what exactly, Nil?

Another world resumed.

"H-Have a taste of this!"

On a failure's unversed war cry, new colors and new names painted the tavern in a gradient of reversal. Packed to full with squabbling patrons - hadn't it been empty? - a stray bottle cracked over the head of a drunkard - his hands had not been holding anything last he recalled - and, finally, Nil standing before Gregory in wide-eyed realization over the necessary violence needed to defuse unnecessary violence.

But he was quick to shed his sense of disarray for necessity if not for a friend. He tossed aside the remainder of splintered glass in his hand, quicker to haul its unconscious victim off the sage with a heave. "That was a close one! Are you alright, Gregory? You weren't hurt by the flying glass, were you?" Two owlishly large eyes brimmed with the concern of their inspection, then soon with yet another cause for their immediate worries. "If you can stand up—"

Crash!! A table upended within too-close proximity, sending plates spilling to the floor in tens if not hundreds of pieces. Nil gulped. ". . .um, you really should."

◜  ₊  —  𝓡  ˚  ₊ 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌

[peepawleo]

Aren't you like. 40? You were 16 in 2020. You're from 2044. That's 24 years

ehhhhhhhhh time got REALLY FUCKY, especially because of that one thing with the age reversion and then UNVERSION and then reversion again-

Time is weird.

[astrowithkaro]

June 25 for the language of birthdays?

Language Of Birthdays: June 25 - Cancer

[You can find the rest of the series here; or check out my masterlist]

The Day Of The Sensitive Receptor

June 25 people have a rare capacity for realizing their dreams. Reasons for their success include a knowledge of the environment surrounding them and the times in which they live, as well as a sensitivity to what works and what doesn't. Thus they are not only tuned in to people and events but also may be able to capitalize on the opportunities presented by them. Financial success can be theirs if they can put their empathic powers to work, but they may suffer financial reversals or even poverty before they realize this potential.

Either consciously or unconsciously June 25 people are asking others to have faith in them, because what they produce or say is often highly visionary. This acceptance on the part of their audience is essential to the self-confidence of those born on this day as well as their ability to work and create. This includes the basic support of family, which anchors and stabilizes their career. Without this trust and faith, the energies of June 25 people often burn out or run down, ending in collapse. In certain cases they may also find themselves exhausted by sensuous and hedonistic drives.

June 25 people must take care to screen the emotional input of others, as those born on this day draw powerfully positive and negative influences. Such influences can so deeply take hold in a June 25 person that they mistakenly believe them to be originating inside themselves, rather than coming from external sources. Cultivating objectivity and discernment is thus essential to their psychological well-being.

Generally, the nurturing side of June 25 people is highly developed and applies not only to their family, friends and colleagues, but also to their homes, possessions and money, which they like to keep in a process of growth and development. Thus most June 25 people are adept at both earning money and investing it wisely. They understand that in many areas of life, the small acts of caring and concern one invests in the present can bring great future returns.

June 25 people can be very emotional in relationships, though their love and sex feelings are generally kept private and under strict control. What they do show a propensity to release in public are sharp criticisms and occasional outbursts of anger and negativity, perhaps even rough language. Already known for their highly changeable moods, June 25 people must beware of turning dictatorial, imposing their views or alienating others; such behavior will drive away those whose trust they truly need.

Strengths:

Empathetic

Perceptive

Original

Weaknesses:

Unsure

Oversensitive

Moody

Advice

As indicated, June 25 people must be able to screen out negative energies that come their way. Because of their extreme receptivity, they may be particularly vulnerable to contagious disease. They must therefore take necessary precautions to protect themselves. Negative influences may of course include psychological disturbances as well. Maintaining an objective space between themselves and others is thus crucial to the health of June 25 people. As time passes, many born on this day become more skillfull at allowing healthy influences through while closing harmful ones out. Thus they may choose to share in a more selective way. Enjoying food with others is an integral factor in good health, and those June 25 people unversed in the culinary arts should take up cooking, if possible. In general, they should craft a diet that lends them a sense of well-being, experimenting by trial and error rather than adopting one ready-made. Swimming is particularly recommended as exercise.

Strive to maintain some degree of objectivity in regard to your feelings

Protect yourself when necessary, but remain open to positive influences

Cultivate mental discrimination

Beware of mistaking someone else's feelings tor your own

[alangdorf]

My Favorite Obscure Kingdom Hearts Facts!

I always forget about these but they’re absolutely wild and the IMPLICATIONS...... H M M M M M........ (these are in no particular order)

1) In the chess game in kh3, there’s a second Vanitas piece that Eraqus has captured for the entire time

https://youtu.be/DmqVVClhVeo

2) Vanitas is the boss you fight the most throughout the whole series, but in BBS, he is vulnerable to sleep and zero gravity (unlike most of the other bosses) and also the status effects stun, freeze, ignite, and poison, which are slightly more common (though he loses some of his vulnerabilities in his last fight with Ventus)

3) The very first line of BBS is spoken by Young Xehanort. Neither of them are credited, but this line is voiced by David Gallagher in English and Mamoru Miyano in Japanese, both of whom voice Riku in their respective languages

4) In San Fransokyo, Maleficent states that the Riku there is one she knows. This makes sense when we think it’s kh1-era Riku, but it’s later revealed that the Riku in the new organization is Replica Riku, who Maleficent has never met before. However, she was in re:coded and met/kidnapped Data Riku (though I think Pete was also present for that incident)

5) In the Birth By Sleep secret ending of kh2, Ventus is left-handed and the teeth of Wayward wind are on the outside rather than the inside. This was later changed for unknown reasons (and the capes were removed because they caused too much lag in multiplayer)

However, Missing Ache, Ventus’ keyblade in ux, is held in the same hand he wears his wristband on, which is his left!! (ux sprites are only drawn from one side and then mirrored so it’s his left) This keyblade also has four reverse medal (antagonist characters) slots and is only available in proud mode, and originated in days as the first non-kingdom key keyblade you could use as Roxas

6) As of back cover and kh3, all of the black coats have an Unversed symbol on their zipper pull

7) Kairi’s hair is always based on Utada Hikaru’s current hairstyle

8) So apparently Sora completely forgot about this because he was still surprised when Vanitas’ mask came off and it’s really funny to me

9) As of limit cut, the new organization all have numbered ranks! They are: 1) Xehanort; 2) Ansem; 3) Xemnas; 4) Xigbar; 5) Luxord; 6) Larxene; 7) Marluxia; 8) Saïx; 9) Terranort; 10) Repliku; 11) Vanitas; 12) Young Xehanort; 13) Xion

10) In Japanese, Repliku’s last line was the same as Riku’s last line from kh1, “Take care of her.” :’)

Might think of more later, but I’ve hit the “10 images per post” limit so here ya go!

[anonymoushouseplantfan]

Comment in The Telegraph -- any anons who read The Telegraph regularly? Would this be considered an official Telegraph editorial? 

The monarchy will endure, but the impact on the Duke and Duchess's relationship with it cannot be reversed While the dust is still settling from the results of their interview with Oprah Winfrey, its impact will undoubtedly be far-reaching

TELEGRAPH VIEW 8 March 2021 • 10:00pm

he interview given by the Duchess and Duke of Sussex (in that order) to the American chat show host Oprah Winfrey was every bit as damaging as had been feared. The couple were afforded two hours of prime time television in which to unburden themselves, unchallenged, about the perceived injustices inflicted upon them by a distant, uncaring and suffocating institution, the British monarchy.

We were invited to accept “their truth” as an objective depiction of what happened when a mixed-race woman, unversed in Royal protocol, sought to become part of “the Firm” only to be left to flounder without help, money and security while being confronted with barely suppressed racist attitudes.

The couple evidently feel hard done by, though their principal gripe seems to have been the failure to treat them as equals with the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge. We were told that little effort was made to integrate the Duchess into the family, yet at the time of their engagement everyone from the Queen down strove to welcome Meghan Markle into the public role she had voluntarily assumed.

Unlike the 19-year-old Diana Spencer, to whom the Duchess clearly wishes to be compared, she was a divorced woman in her thirties fully versed in the ways of the world. That she almost immediately found the conventions of Royal life too restrictive has had baleful ramifications, leading the Duke to break with his family, friends and country.

Perhaps it should have been made clearer before her marriage what was in store. Perhaps some Royal traditions should have been abandoned in order to accommodate the Duchess’s wishes and ensure the couple stayed on board.

That her life was made so miserable she apparently contemplated ending it is dreadful. But we only have her account of the circumstances that caused such despair unless Buckingham Palace responds with a point-by-point rebuttal, which would be unwise if tempting.

Amateur psychologists might also point to the Duchess’s fraught relationship with her father and how some of the difficulties could have been avoided had he been involved at the outset of her relationship with Prince Harry, whom he has never met. He has not even seen his grandson, Archie, who will be two years’ old in May.

Family dysfunctionality is evident on both sides and in the Duke’s case has hardly been eased by the disclosure that the Prince of Wales declined to take his phone calls or that his rift with the Duke of Cambridge has not been healed, though he hoped it would be.

The greatest furore has been caused by the Duchess’s claim that someone in the Royal family had shown “concern” about the colour of their baby’s skin. She would not say who because it would be “damaging to them” so it was left hanging in the air as an accusation, besmirching the entire institution, though the Queen and the Duke of Edinburgh have since been exonerated.

Since the Duchess never heard this directly and the Duke would not comment further, it is impossible to establish either its veracity or context and yet it has led to an explosive debate centred on the premise that the UK monarchy is racist. To call this accusation toxic would be an understatement. The Duchess even implied that their son was denied the title of prince because of some racist slight rather than as a matter of protocol.

Will the interview do lasting damage to the monarchy? The institution has withstood far worse in the past but the artful way this onslaught was put together suggests a deliberate attempt to cause maximum harm by playing up the most damaging tropes of the modern culture wars, namely racism, bullying, a lack of empathy and a failure to emote. This may play well with the younger generation but more traditionalist supporters of the monarchy will find it grotesque.

They will also question the timing of such an intervention in the midst of a pandemic that has blighted the lives of millions of people less fortunate than them, and conducted while the Duke of Edinburgh, approaching his 100th birthday, remains in hospital. At the very least it points to a staggeringly high level of self-absorption and sits uncomfortably with their oft-stated desire to be left in peace.

The couple have taken legal action against newspapers for breaching their privacy yet are happy to bare all to 100 million viewers on prime time TV. The programme makers promised “shocking revelations” and the Duke and Duchess delivered them. Sad to say that in doing so, they have well and truly burnt their bridges

[dearlyarchived]

from  @heartslight​.    (    ♡,    accepting.    )    “    riku   [ ... ]    you  made  me  happy.    ”

𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠,    𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠,    𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞  𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡  his  fingers.    falling  apart  where  i  can’t  reach  you.    “    don’t  say  that,    ”    riku  says,    riku  begs,    harder  than  anything  before  in  his  life.    (    maybe──    that  year,    when  sora  was  asleep,    could  compare.    where  riku  would  look  at  him    &.    wish  he’d  just  wake  up,    when  he  destroyed  all  sense  of  self  in  order  to  achieve  just  that.    )    his  hands  shake  from  where  they  grip  sora’s,    tightening  their  grip  moment  by  moment.

because  he  can’t.    not  again.    strength,    to  protect  what  matters,    he  had  once  said,    but  what  if  he  isn’t  strong  enough  at  all?    (    there  is  a  law  within  the  universe,    that  there  is  a  balance  to  most  things,    &.    sora  has  broken  it.    what  could  he  possibly  do  against  that?    )    riku  acts  urgently,    pleadingly,    as  if  his  wish  could  be  heard.    as  if  it  could  undo  anything  that  happened.    he  isn’t  strong  enough  at  all,    is  he?

“    don’t  go,    ”    he  says,    in  an  exhale  that  sounds  like    /    a  sob,    or  maybe  a  final  cry    /    &.    riku  cannot  find  it  within  himself  to  stop  it.    he  has,    more  than  anything,    been  easily  vulnerable  around  sora.    around  the  boy  with  a  heart  of  gold    /    with  a  crown  of  light    /    with  his  heart  resting  in  his  hands.    riku  loves  sora,    he  knows,    &.    he  knows  more  than  that  love  alone  cannot  save  them.

(    or,    perhaps,    his  love  alone  can’t.    but  sora  has  always  had  so  much  to  share,    hadn’t  he?    like  a  secret  power,    giving    &.    giving    &.    giving.    &.    he  cannot  give  back  in  turn.    or,    perhaps,    riku  can,    but  it  is  nothing  soft  like  him.    it  burns,    with  a  will  of  its  own──    to  destroy?    to  hurt.    he’s  hurt  so  many  people,    in  the  name  of  sora  in  his  entirety,    &.    cannot  look  at  himself  for  that  fact  alone.    is  he  any  better  than  ansem,    than  xehanort,    if  he  looks  back    &.    cannot  regret  it?    for  sora,    he  says,    but  sora  wouldn’t  have  wanted  any  of  that.    for  him,    or  for  anyone  else.    )

“    don’t  leave  me  again,    ”    he  says,    with  a  shuddering  breath  that  shakes  him  to  his  core.    he  falls  to  his  knees──    like  a  knight  to  a  king──    like  all  those  years  ago,    but  different,    reversed,    unversed?──    &.    riku  cannot  bear  to  let  him  go.    stars  scatter,    crystals  break  apart  in  his  hand;    he  has  never  been  gentle,    has  broken  fragile  things  easily    /    too  easily.    (    xion,    could  she  be  fragile?    maybe,    suspended  tight  in  the  place  between  girl    &.    puppet.    roxas──    more  than  anyone  he’d  ever  met,    with  that  uncontrolable  anger.    the  thought  is  unpleasant.    )    riku  can’t  bear  to  let  him  go,    &.    because  of  that,    sora  fades  faster  by  the  moment.

come  back  to  me,    he  wants  to  say,    but  the  words  don’t  come  out.    unspoken  like  so  many  before  it,    when  jealousy  had  sprouted  childishly,    when  he  had  been  as  much  of  a  coward  as  he  was  a  monster.    come  back  to  me,    he  tries  to  say  again,    but  it  falls  short,    like  a  tide  desperately  rolling  away  from  shore.    “    i’ll  bring  you  home,    ”    he  says  instead,    &.    the  words  are──    wrong.    that’s  not  what  he  wanted  at  all!──    but  it  is,    isn’t  it?    he  wishes  sora  was  safe,    &.    beside  him,    &.    they  could  laugh  with  kairi    &.    stare  up  at  the  stars  together  again.    what  if  sora  doesn’t  want  to  come  home?    a  small  part  of  him  asks,    &.    the  chasm  that  still  lurks  in  his  heart  replies  with,    we’ll  bring  him  back  anyways.    for  everyone  else.

it  scares  him.

he  lets  go  of  sora’s  hands,    rests  his  open  ones  over  his  heart.    one  over  the  other,    as  if  he  could  reach  in    &.    rip  out──    the  part  he  has  grappled  with  for  years──    the  part  he  detested,    detests  still,    has  come  to  terms  with,    in  all  its  awfulness?──    &.    riku  says  it  again.    “    i’ll  bring  you  home,    ”    he  tells  sora,    &.    suddenly  realizes  home  isn’t  destiny  islands  anymore.    my  heart.    it  beats,    &.    beats,    in  tune  with  yours.    home    [ ... ]    wherever  he  goes,    with  sora,    with  their  friends.    confidence  surges,    like  a  beacon  through  the  night,    &.    he  says  it  over    &.    over  again.

i’ll  bring  you  home.    i’ll  bring  you  home.    wherever  you  are,    i’ll  follow  you,    &.    we’ll  be  home.

there  is  beauty  in  destruction──    &.    riku  cannot  bear  to  look  at  sora  fade  away.    away  from  his  grasp,    again,    like  so  many  times  before.    a  new  ache  placed  upon  so  many  others,    or  is  it  a  wound  reopening?    all  that  riku  cares──    all  that  matters──    is  that  it  hurts,    deeply.    he  hangs  his  head,    left  alone  in  a  glimmering  sea  scattered  with  crystals    &.    tears.    it  hurts,    &.    riku  wonders  if  this  is  punishment.    for  everything  he’s  done.    for  all  that  he’s  yet  to  confess.    for  the  apologies  he  can’t  bring  himself  to  say.

“    so  be  it,    then,    ”    he  whispers,    an  oath  to  no  one  but  his  own  heart.    you  made  me  happy,    rings  through  his  ears  again,    like  a  death  bell,    like  the  sweetest  melody  he’s  ever  heard.    if  not  strength──    then  perhaps,    through  sheer  will,    through  unsurpassable  stubbornness,    to  protect  what  matters.    if  not  this  time──    then  the  next,    &.    the  next.

what  if  there  is  no  next  time?    that  small  part  of  him  asks.    neither  the  void  nor  the  light  in  his  heart  replies.