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The shadow of the moon descended upon the worlds. A time where few stood awake as even evening was eaten away as the dead of night stood in its place. Starlight as the guide reflected back to the fledglings under its gaze. The clock was coming ever closer to the time of midnight. The dreamers awaken and the waking find themselves bewitched away hearing a chorus of a single voice, ringing in their mind with an abnormal warble.

Wielders
Arise and follow your light.


And yet when they arose to find themselves, it was not their rooms or any area known to them. Instead they were surrounded by murk, thick as a night without stars. The chill of an ocean gail upon them and the roar of thunder behind them. A corridor of shadow, as turbulent and ever-changing.

Approach
Do Not Fear the Shadows
For you hold the Key already

A mass found itself into their hands. In their grasp both a source of light and a familiar weight. Yet unimaginably different from anything they’d known. A warmth overflowing from it in ripples synchronizing with their own heartbeat. A familiar token erupting around them, feathers, crystal shards as colorful as a rainbow, pages torn from their own diaries, into a maelstrom of light around them.

They come
Guard
Fortify your heart
Behind You!

As if on que a surge of shadows writhe. As the contortions came into a clearer picture under the illumination of mass in your grasp proving itself to be creatures, familiar even to those who had never seen them. Instinct or perhaps something completely different prodding you to attack before they split and multiplied. With a tremor that reached deep into your very bones with a violent vibration the creatures screamed.

Suddenly the distorted trill stopped as the mass, a weapon, lodged itself into one. Or to be more accurate your body had moved to cleave one of the imps in two. As suddenly as you felt the tense sensation of your body being dragged into moving on its own did you feel the release and relaxing of your own muscles.

And now, these creatures approached. The voice was gone but the corridor remained, there was no way back. Either death to the mass of multiplying shadows or following the voices instruction to follow the light that was being blown away at a rapid pace. Even as the lone imp disappeared you could feel that several more of a greater strength were coalescing.

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The Regal Rper Pik Colorless Spectrum Killerclown Mook-LandStrider loveweaver -Wilson-

As a note only Regal and Pik are clear to post so far
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[The Regal Rper]

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[Div class=headfont]Yue-Jui | Area: No Clue [/div]

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He blinked, heavy breathing, the haze over his eyes fading, situational awareness returning, bright eyes searching, settling on uncertainty. Yue-Jui looked around and found himself surrounded, shapeless masses of writhing shadow like the one he had just cleaved in two slowing rising from the strange colored textured ground as they formed yet maintained at a distance.

And that's when the weight in his own hands registered in his head. The weight in his hands was foreign yet the grip familiar. Jui looked down, saw a sword in his hand with the blade along the guard looking oh so similar to the vast emptiness of space, sprinkled with stars and nebula along its entire blade, as if forged from the very fabric of cosmic energy itself.

Well, waz dis now? A brow rose as his face contorted in confusion, he couldn't recall having been in Combat Practical Exercises today but with how his breathing was he may as well have been.

Spirals that made up his pupils, deepened as he stared, rejoining the smaller dot, becoming whole. Both disturbed and intrigued by the vibration he felt from the blade Jui stared at it and felt some compulsion, like a pull or a tug was calling him in his head.

He winced, clutchin his forehead, recalling le voice, only some of t words. "Sumtin bout light" he muttered, stumbled to his left n then took a knee 2 catch his breathe.

The sudden movement of his body had left him momentarily dizzy and slightly out of it and Jui was aware that the shadows with piss colored eyes were watchin, hesitatin, at least till their feral shrieks hit a crescendo before one charged his way then the other.

Lingering fear at the insanity of this situation made him hesitate, Yue-Jui rose, stumbled backwards, then feeling a pulse in the weapon he still gripped, felt a compulsion that guided him as he swinged forward, cutting the feral shadow goblin in two.

The moment the beast was cut in half like a knife through wigglyjelly, he felt a rush, surprise, and then his next step led into a one handed thrust. He stabbed, piercing through one imp that soon went limp and vanished into the air like a dust raider fleeing the scene. Three charging wee lil goblins dispersed around him making his eyes narrow, the pupils solidifying to normal. His eyes shifted left to right, feet shifting, position turning this way and that and his one hand grip became two hands.

"Wat?" He asked, eyes shifting to the bobbing, moving squat little demons of the dark. "I take out ya frien n u pesky little midgets lose ya bite is zat it?" He snorted, hacked, then with a sudden turn, a rush forward to the one behind him- Yue-Jui skidded to a stop, opened, fired and he spat a loogie on the inky imp of dark.

A keening cry came from the monster as it reeled at Jui's disgusting action and as if answering the cry, others came rushing towards him, a feat that made him grin.

He kicked the spit covered one with a leg sweep, jumped over it as he leaped over a claw swipe aimed at his left thigh that cut the top of his jeans but not into skin, so with a grimace brought his sword down over that one's head. Landing with a stomp that he put all his weight in to keep the spit covered one grounded with his weight, then jumping off it like a board, Jui landed his boot on the approaching two with each foot, volleying off them to swing at the fifth and sixth behind them at their midsection before brutally jamming his heel into both to create a collision as they collapsed.

The moment he regained his footing, Jui ran at breakneck speed and shouldered the nearest dazed one he had stepped on into the other, then throwing his sword with his right hand, he chucked it towards the one that got knocked over, swatting a charging confident blob of ink screaming at him with an uppercut as it rushed him, then grabbing it and throwing it into the one he shouldered before, he used those two as a wall lift to yank his blade out of the fallen Shadow's throat with a disturbing pop that hardly phased him.

"Sorry cretin, ain't no haurd feelingz, but ya neva should ave attacked me t begin wif. They don't leht wimps into Academies in District 1." Then without a word he stepped, turned, and using momentum cleaved both stumbling shadows heads into two before he turned towards the downed imp that he had spat on before that was now backing away, maw open, a low feral growl.

If anything, it left Jui amused- slightly on edge as he was still figuring all this out, and a little impressed at the creature's level of recovery. "Well, surprised u got up so quick. Don't worry", he snickered, the snicker becoming a grim grin. "I haven't forgot bout you."

Grinning just a bit wider, more out of displeasure, Jui launched himself forward, aware more shadows were slowly seeping out of the murk around them- he kept his eyes and ears open for any other imps nearby.
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[Pik]

Alice Hazel Sorrel


Darkness. Words can not explain the shear amount of emotions Alice felt as she awoken in this place. Scared Sadness Panic ..... Anger .. Vengeance.
All where equal in her mind the moment her new weapon sliced that creature in two. Leaving nothing but its ashes behind.
These monsters are the same that taken her world away from her, her town, her town, her ...... family.
She wanted nothing more then too cut each and every single one leave not one behind that can hurt others.
But that realistically impossible, Alice was still sane enough to figure that out form the obviously increasing army approaching her.
She needed too get someplace safe, but where could that be wait there was a voice ...... the light.
The path too her safety was right in front of her she just had too get past the endless horde of monsters but how shes no fighter, but maybe she had just what she needed in her hands.
Almost as if shes done this a million times before she raised her weapon pointing it at the group in front of her and closes her eyes.
And with that she felt a filmier power with in her almost as if she was swimming under water back home again.
A moment would pass and as soon as a creature would go too strike large bobbles of water would appear around the weapon and quickly strike the monster in front of her.
And with this Alice ran towards the light blasting what ever creature was in her way, and still unaware of the company around her.​

 

[BriiAngelic]

• Corridor of Yue-Jui
• Following Alice

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  Shadows fell one by one to these reapers, some ever leaving behind crystals only to be quickly swallowed up by other shadows. The numbers kept multiplying as the very amalgamation of darkness spread closer and closer to the battle of attrition wore on. The light that sustained the corridor wore on though flickering at moments when the darkness spread forth.
  
  As each foot soldier fell another two replaced it’s space. It’s tactics switched up as it’s mindless attack began to have some coordination. The shadows that were once reaching for nothing more than to rip, tear, decimate, now worked to surround Yue-jin. Attacking in a more coordinated pattern.
  
  A flash to the left would reveal the mere ends of a cloak. Glowing lines were all one could see off of the figure before as suddenly as they appeared they disappeared like they’d never existed in the first place. Someone had left, and they’d been there without notice. Yet as soon as this figure left the cooperation they had maintained failed.
  
  Closer and closer the shadows spread as the very type of shadow had begun to shift. Foot Soldiers no longer hold their grip instead dissipate into the corridor itself leaving only a few lumbering beast like creatures. The darkness battled with the light illuminating the ink corridor in a blue violet aurora. The creatures' tendrils were covered in a crimson and lumbered near three times Yue-jin’s size. An eerie glow came from its eyes leaving trails as it moved. From behind two more stood. It’s approach shook the very grounds.
  
  The Regal Rper
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  The waters bubbled up and released. The shadows were being felled left and right by the girl’s magic. This was a problem. Few were such naturals at magic to have the clarity of mind to perform as soon as they awoken. The shadows still mindlessly attempted to get closer and closer. Even the ones with so much magic they could be said to be magic incarnate fell.
  
  The figure reappeared in this new corridor. Still bathed in the dark the lined cloak lacked even a distinctive figure as to prove to be male or female. Yet that was no problem as the girl continued to run. Footsteps that would echo the corridor grew louder and louder as the figure walked after the runaway, yet somehow still keeping pace.
  
  As both came closer and closer to the end of the corridor the figure did a snap of their fingers, still hidden under the cloak's long trumpet-like sleeves. An echoing sound that ended with the figure disappearing yet again leaving but not without their presence remaining tied to the girl, unknowingly. Yet as the girl passed through the exit the corridor collapsed, having nothing left to sustain its temporary existence.
  
  The light became less of a farway faint existence as the corridor was lightly but well lit in a pure white light. The floor below was crystal blue. But looked empty, as if it were incomplete. In fact if one strained their eyes they could see below the glimmer of blue light a large mass of shadows with eerie glowing yellow eyes. All around was nothing but endless darkness far from the careful safe glow of the circular floor.
  
  First Of The Guardians
  Touch your key to the Glyph
  
  And with those words,thoughts,memories came forth a glyph on the floor. A blue intricate design with three large circles and three smaller circles for points. It’s ink was dull looking as if it were years old.
  
  Pik
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[Pik]

Alice Hazel Sorrel


The army of creatures was easy enough too take care of, anything that crossed Alices path was quickly blown away form the power that came from the mysteries weapon in her hand.
But regardless of the amount of power it brought she can very easy feel her self getting weaker with each shot almost as if some sort of number within her was quickly depleting lowering until it would hit zero.
As Alice approaches the corridor she could hear someone approaching behind her. quickly taking a peek she could see the dark figure casually apportioning her but yet some how keeping in pace of her running. They must be the ones behind this but she was in no shape for a head on fight and something tells her she would lose even at full strength. And the sec the figure reached her, with a snap of there fingers it was gone.



The corridor collapsed as soon as she entered, leaving the poor girl trap inside this dark room. The light now too fair too even consider ruining towards, it seems that whatever dream or reality she found her self in has given her a fails seance of hope. Droping too her knees Alice finally felt the drain from using as much of the power as she did, is this the end, is she going too end up just like her world, maybe mother and father are waiting for her within this darkness. beneath the floor she could see those creature probably ready too come take her at moments notice. And then she heard it that voice again, a key? now that she thinks about the weapon is oddly shaped like one. Appearing on the floor a glyph, this must be what the voice was speaking of. Alice steps froward and stabs the key into the glyph.​

 

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[Div class=headfont]Yue-Jui | No Clue → Exit [/div]

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A blur. Overtime each stroke, thrust, and slash made the temperature in the room rise just a little more, sweat slowing dotting his forehead, gradually emerging from pores. Leaping backwards to avoid a strike, a hiss caught his attention behind him as the imps emerged not far from his flank- catching him off guard.

Deftly using his momentum and foot posture Yue-Jui turned on his heels and caught the claws with his blade, stopping his momentum and saving his back a nasty slash. With a grunt he pushed the imp back and with a thrust finished it, but with every fallen cretin, two more rose to take the last's place.

"Damn!" His grin shifting to a sour snarl. "How many of you are there?!" But the response he got was a wail as they charged, in twos instead of ones. He parried one strike, blocked another, took a swipe while his target dodged and the other followed to strike him. Batting the offender away with a sweep the second imp charged, locking him into guard as they pressed and pushed against each other. Their getting smarter, he grimaced as the one pushing him shrieked and gnashed its fangs at him, recoiling when he headbutted it.

A flash caught his peripheral and he saw one imp coming from above. Reflexes kicking in Jui turned his guard against the opponent locking him into a turn that had the imp in his former spot and taking the hit meant for him. The moment the weight was off his blade, he lunged, however in that same instant he became aware that there were now far more than he had noticed before. Imps circled him, drew in closer and sweat now ran down his cheek in two beads before dropping to the ground. Pupils shifting, spirals formed, in that same instant his eyes scanned the whole region seeing no openings. Should I jump them? He thought while pivoting, thrusting his blade at one that got too close, keeping his eyes shifting in every direction as the shadow beasts circled in. No...something's different now.

Lines. Lines made of light. Jui's spiral pupils shifted, expanding within his iris and his eyes focused on the distant barely visible lines. But the moment his eyes focused on them, was the same blink after that they were gone, along with the rest of the shadows that seeped into the corners. Yet, a gut instinct told Jui things weren't over yet.

The swirl of darkness and the birth of the giant that came moments later was a sign he had been dead on right. Jui grimaced, taking a step back with his two hand grip just as the first tremors of the lumbering monster made its move forward. Looking around, scanning for any other creatures and finding his only real opponents these colossal beasts- Jui made a decision.

"I've got one tin to zay to you, ya fat toxic tentacle grabbin frakazoid..." And then he ran. Bolting down the corridor, rushing towards the exit in the opposite direction Jui's footsteps left a drum solo of tap, tap, tap, tap. Grimace on full display as he zoomed down the corridor towards the only exit he knew.

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[-Wilson-]

Cato Procella

The cool embrace of the gale snapped the boy out of his daze. Prompting Cato to clutch his pallid arms against his rhythmic heart, seeking out any warmth as the breeze had sent goosebumps to litter his lithe body. Trembling in the murky void as his mind raced and heart thumped against his shaky ribs. Only now did a stable thought present itself to the uneasy child,
"Where am I?..."

A surprised Cato yelped at the sound of his own breathy voice echon amidst the inky blackness, coiling his body together out of fear for the 'cold' weakening him. Seemingly oblivious to the disembodied voice; when the voice had his undivided attention, he just wanted to return home to the warmth of the summer breeze and racing through sandy hills. The gleeful thoughts bled some courge into the blond youth, numbing the chilling hug of oblivion briefly. Although still fearful of the unknown he began to look around with vivid glances, there was... nothing, just nothing but the booming sound of thunderclaps but what had felt like years was in reality a few brief moments. The short lived serenity was broken by the invasion of the looming imps

"Follow the light... isn't that what you said? "
He loosely asked to the vacuum as Cato pressed himself to make a decision as he was unsure of what his fate might be if allowed himself to be attacked, he was paralyzed; like a deer in headlights down to his bone. The foreign blade that he held in his shaky grip lashed at the shadows that crawled the tar coated room, his strike lacked in power but the swift movements of the white weapon made it earlier to attack multiple times. However even this spark eyed youth had his limits as he felt himself growing weaker with each hit that he dealt. The boy's fear keep him on his shoes as he ditched his sandals in order to move more nimbly on hie toes, despite his left arch being wrapped up Cato was able to light on his feet in order to combat the numerous amount of imps.

"How many of these things do I have to cut, geez it never seems to end"
Cato hurled on his body on as he weakly cut down the swarm due to his stamaia wearing thin quickly, feeling utterly powerless as his burning desire to see the warmth of the sun again might of been the thing that kept the small boy huffing on. His hand gripped tightly upon, refusing to let go of the blade while his crimson ribbon danced about with his loose hair.
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[Mook-LandStrider]

Amalia

“What are you doing Amy?”

A distant voice echoed all around her. After a few seconds she heard a voice call back, echoing all around her.

“Learning to fall, so I know to always pick myself up.”

Body spasming Amy felt her mind suddenly fly back into its meat machine, her mind gaining the perceptions she had lacked only seconds before. Though, despite knowing that she was wide awake she still could not see, her sight blacked out by the inky darkness that surrounded her. That is when she began to hear it, a thunder noise sounding in the deep. The noise suddenly became recognizable and Amy felt her body warm as goosebumps formed. The noise was fitted into her memory, the grand white clock was ticking onward… yet she recognized the struggling tricks anywhere. The clock was soon to be striking twelve.

Standing up straight and almost like she was at attention Amy felt fear wash over her, the time was late… that much was obvious but just how late was it? Had she missed the whole show? Shooting her hand down to where her pockets always were she couldn’t feel the relaxing cool of metal from her watch. The feeling was soon replaced as she heard a voice echo within her mind. Almost as if responding to Amy grasping at air something found its way into her hand.

“Even in the darkest of nights, light still resides in all of us. The hope that will never die, the hope of worlds innumerable.”

Immediately Amy let out a loud gasp as she felt bravery well up and overwhelm the fear she had once felt. Cards, clocks and odd symbols seemed to erupt from all around as Amy guarded herself against whatever was now pulling at her from afar, something alien… wrong and so very broken. Lurching backwards Amy was left in the passenger seat as the blade seemed to act on its own. Pulling it out from the place it lodged itself Amy took a step back, readying herself in an odd defensive stance.

Holding the long keyblade in the air above her like a rapier the girl suddenly thrust forward, the blade piercing through the creature. Pulling the blade back she made a motion, swinging it back up and into position as more of the creatures advanced. Stealing herself Amy didn’t stand there and wait at all. Taking a hard first step she threw her weight into a long swing, using the weight of the blades tip to begin to carry her into a heavy swing.

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[BriiAngelic]

• Daichi Kobayashi || Keyblade Guardian of Earth

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  Key Status: Stage 1: Fenrir
  Magic & MP Status: Unawakened / NA
  

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  People Always Reaching for the Top || Daichi's CS File
  
  He awoke to an utter darkness. A chill passed through his bones as he realized he was no longer in his room. In fact this looked like nothing he’d ever seen in the village or Pulse. An eerie echo reverbated in his head as a roaring thunder sounded behind him. Was there rain coming? He went to put his hands to his head but stopped as a weight felt in his right.
  
  With this weight came light. He was holding a sword? It looked like a sword even as it let off a low light. Around him a whirlwind of glowing leaves left with the breeze that was slowly becoming easier to withstand. He turned to the path of the leaves. Follow the light? Well the light in his hand wasn’t leaving anytime soon so he should go towards this light then right?
  
  As he heard the voice return he skated into a 180 turn. The darkness was moving? As if instinct he tore through one like paper. Oh. Okay he could do this. Guard. That’s what he did best. He went into the fray. Cut, Stab, Jump, Slash. One by one the creatures fell. Their little attacks weren’t doing much on their own. This was shaping up to be a weird dream, is what he’d usually think but it was all too real. The wind, the eyes adjusting to the darkness, the sounds of thunder.
  
  Still he should have known that it wouldn’t be that easy. He could fight with the best of them but he was used to being in a unit. These things had him beat in speed and they were only getting stronger. Lines passed his sight and he turned. That person was headed to the light. Turning away from the creatures was a bad idea though as he felt heat near him.
  
  The creatures he’d been looking away from had not only increased but there were new ones now. He jumped back just in time to avoid a wave of fire. Fuck. They were magical and he didn’t have Cev, or Ayo, or Llyr as backup. He couldn’t do this alone. He should have turned and ran as soon as that voice said to.
  
  Now he was playing a game of keep away as he ran towards the light. The figure had disappeared. That didn’t mean much to him though as he did his best to race to the light.
  

 

[BriiAngelic]

• Dive Sequence Plaza
• Following Yue-Jui

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  The glyph reacted shining with a pale blue light. A loud unlocking noise echoed through the floor. The design on the floor became more swirled as though the entire floor was an ocean of water. Before Alice knew it she found herself revitalized. Her wounds and fatigue healed and her magical energy hypercharged.
  
  Guardian of Water
  Mage of Mist
  Awakening to Your Full Potential
  Lies beyond the door
  
  As if on cue the space she entered through lit up a ghostly shimmer of a door. It didn’t exist fully yet. Just a mere trick of the light but it was detailed. Two heavy-looking metal doors bolted up with paint all over its front.
  
  

  

  
  
  You cannot go it alone.
  The Guardian of the Earth Approaches
  
  A corridor opened and out it spit another human landing with a heavy thud to the floor. As the human stood to his feet the floor below him reacted. Patchwork spaces of empty existence now filled in with rock and canyon looking stained glass. Between the waters and the earth floors of marchland appeared.
  
  Guardian of Earth
  Awaken Your Glyph
  Approach
  
  Another glyph appeared in the center of the room. Unlike the previous one this one was a dull sandy brown. It was clear that whatever voice kept echoing to them was heard by both. The corridor behind him snapped to a close and disappeared. Along the edge of the circular floor two roman numerals appeared (I) and (II) judging by its spaces there was room for ten symbols.
  
  

  

  
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  The beasts came lumbering down at full force just barely coming for the heels of Yue-Jui. The corridor became more and more unstable as the man barrelled through. The beast let out a roar as it went for a final pounce for the boy as he passed out of the corridor. The beast nearly few at him before the corridor snapped shut leaving an arm still clawing before dissipating into a dark mist.
  
  Like the first and the second guardian with a new addition to the landscape. This time the darkness surrounding them burst into an aurora of colors similar to the northern lights. The floor added color to some of the rocks creating caves of mineral and crystal in the pictures.
  
  Guardian of Space
  Your Arrival Marks The Third
  Unleash your power
  Awaken the Glyph of Space
  
  Yet another roman numeral appeared at the edges of the floor (III). Similarly, another glyph came into existence in a semicircle in the center of the floor. It's appearance marked with the dull purple of its ink.
  
  

  

  
  Pik The Regal Rper
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[Pik]

Alice Hazel Sorrel

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This felt great the amount of power and energy that just went inside of Alice was like drinking a bunch of energy drinks all at once she felt like she could run a full marathon with this amount of energy.
But it seems her time here isn't finish just yet now a new door appears that is not yet excusable too her unless she has a partner and just as luck would have it two men would apear right before her in her time of need. Is this some sort of fairy tail dream.
The earth guardian as the voice called him he dose not seem like much but considering where she was any sort of strength would be perfect for her. And then there was the space boy he made quite an entrance quick on his feet if that severed arm is anything too go by. They don't appear to be the perfect knights in shining armor but shell need there help regardless.
"Hey both of you! take those strange weapons we have and stab the symbol it will cure you fatigue and any wounds you may have!"

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[BriiAngelic]

• Corridor of Amelia
• Corridor of Cato

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  The shadows were little match for the girl's sheer power, much less the skill in which she wielded her oversized key. The only way they could keep up with the onslaught of devastation the girl was bringing was through time. Every second she wasted on slaying one brought forth another speedier one. Even if one couldn’t stand up to her power they could do their best to wear her down overtime with the advantage of a lack of self preservation.
  
  The corridor was overwhelming with dark energy as the light came back twice as strong. Speed demons came pouring out as aside from the smaller imp like creatures. The larger faster versions of the imps were far better at coordination than the smaller ones. Still it failed to make a difference as the corridor filled more and more with light.
  
  

  

  
  
  So much so that a previously hidden figure appeared behind the wall of shadow beasts. With a loud tssh the figure raised both of their robe covered arms and before them appeared a portal of darkness in which came forth came a dozen shadows with ghost like properties. As the quick nimble spectres attacked, the figure walked through the portal and it closed with a locking sound that echoed through the corridor.
  
  

  

  
  
  Good Luck Guardian of Novas
  Burn too Bright and you’ll face only Pain
  
  The figure was gone, their voice didn’t even sound human. It was now harder and harder to deal blows to these newer shadows as the first two types still went in to do as much damage as possible trying to split this guardian’s focus three ways.
  
  Mook-LandStrider
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  Shadows continued their volley of attack at the young boy. Each one coming in from a different path still none had any more thought than attack, attack, attack. The hearts of the keyblade wielders being such an appealing target. The corridor began to light up as fire apperated the area he started at. It was spreading down the edges drawing closer and closer to the boy. In exchange for this new found light there was heat, and it grew more and more impalpable as the fire spread.
  
  Less of the imps appeared as more and more fireball-like things started to float around throwing it’s flames wildly in every direction. Unlike real fire this one didn’t spread as it should have, in fact it seemed to ignite nothing existent but the air itself. Which begged the question that if this air that was entrapped in this place was flammable, how had there been no explosions? How then did it not all ignite at once?
  
  

  

  
  
  Suddenly as if the voice from before had felt the shift the air shifted directions doing a complete one-eighty pushing with all it’s might to keep the flames back. Still the boy felt no weight, no resistance against him. While this gale obviously affected everything else in the corridor he alone could withstand it.
  
  The very location itself had a mind of its own, that much was clear. As a portal opened up within the flames there was perhaps the question of if it was truly the location or this mysterious person that walked with the fire and acknowledged not the heat or the flames. The figure cloaked from head to toe with a thick cloak covered in illuminating lines and glyphes of various shapes and colors.
  
  -Wilson-
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[-Wilson-]

Cato Procella



The brisk gale surged on, whipping Cato’s blond locks about like leaves on a tree’s branch. Misplacing his once neat bangs into a messy, windswept mess. However he did not take notice on the gale, nor the fact that his hair was getting Leaf blower treatment. His thoughts were lost to the current, it did help cool the stunned youth down to the point where he could properly render the raging blaze right in front of his glistening pupils.
“ Wha... What? (I sure hope that these creatures aren sentient) “

He hoped with all his small heart. It could kill him if they were aware as Cato couldn’t bare the thought, maybe he had just stumbled into their territor? Or... he could of even of upset them. The boy’s naiveté was painfully blaming himself for them attacking himself, stemMing from the fact he really didn’t have a clue what he was facing. Cato even hesitated briefly while going over his possible hypothesis but at the arrival of the Flame core heartless his mindset kicked back into fight or flight mode, numbing his shaky mind for a short scarce moment. Dancing around on his heels in a nimble fashion, jabbing quickly at the newly spawned beasts with a wide eyed expression. Sinking his ivory teeth into his bottom lip, every bone in his body still chattering like his body was crying for warmth.

Every swipe and slash of the Enigma that the boy clasped in his left palm caused him to quiver as he dared to cross with the devil’s breath. Cato’s bare toes crippled to the murky blackness that he had been darting across with his swift feet movement. Only hindered by his wrapped arch that caused him pain when he moved in a specific manner, the adrenaline surge nullified the feeling but the stiffness of his Right ankle remained.
“ (Hang on.. is that someone?) “

The trembling youth noted the presence of a cloaked figure in the flames, or the flickering flames were playing fox tricks on his attentive eyes. Regardless his second natured sword(?) wielding skills continued to whittle his way through the harsh blaze’s Contents of inky shadows. While Cato blurted out a harsh shout over the wailing gale, seeking out a response within this madness. His scarlet ribbon glinted at the presence of the warm hues, the wild blaze was oddly calming as the bright colours bled out into the void‘s inky black nothing.
“ Is someone there! If there’s something there.. please just say something, anything “

Cato cried out with a shaky, tired but aware voice. He seemed to be close to breaking down, the sudden pressure from the alien surroundings as well as the assault he was currently facing and the sheer absurdity that he struggled to fathom. Somehow managing to get himself worked up to such a degree that Cato forcibly shut himself up for a moment just so that he didn’t get roasted by the fire core‘s raging fire attacks. His right fist was noticeably clutched against his chest as he attempted to smite more of the inhabitants of the battlefield.
Then the boy lifted the mysterious weapon above his head, creating an upward draft that would tear through some of the heartless closest to where he had cast Aero. The green gust would repel the nearby heartless away, allowing a moment to himself as he continued to cast another Aero to fling them away once again. Those things had to stay away, he couldn’t stand be near any of them.

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BriiAngelic

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[The Regal Rper]

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[Div class=headfont]Yue-Jui | No Clue [/div]

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Fuck this shit had never been more true. Like a hopplegopple running from a predator in the tall greens of the open fields Jui fled for his literal life, ground trembling under his soles as he sped towards the door shaped light, swearing the entire time and shouting at his giant obese assassins to slow the heck down and maybe fight each other over who got a bite of him first instead of chasing him like angry honkers.

"Forplay wif literal monsters, spice of my young life--OH FUG!" He ducked under a swipe with a roll and then stabbed at the beast.

It did virtually nothing except make the beasts pause and growl.

Jui scowled. "Well screw you too!" Of course, they roared and just as he was about to be squished Jui rolled again, with the other charging to stomp him he shot to his feet, ran towards it and with a roundhouse, stepped on the head of the monster pursuing him and then ricocheting off it, gave himself a further boost down the road as he stepped on the head of the other one and leaped off that one towards the door. "DAMN!" He landed, continuing his bolt without a waste through the remaining corridor. "Where in the Underworld am I?!"

A particular boom caught his attention just behind him that made him slip on his next step. That slip made him turn his head, which gave him time to see the beast reaching for him with its claws.

Shrieking in a hight pitch voice, as the only real way to react, speed tripled and went into overdrive but not before Jui stabbed the creatures claw and then bolted while huffing and puffing, adrenaline flooding. Hearing that roar just behind him, Jui lunged forward and passed through the remaining foot gap through the door with a 'Waaaaaaah!' plus a 'oof' as he landed, rolled, and watched with bated breath as the doors slammed on the arm before it dissipated into the air, a foot away from his leading leg.

Panting, sweating, staring at the door for a moment in shock, Jui went down with a sigh, resting his head with a mindful thud and resting his forearms over his eyes as he calmed down.

But then the voice came back.​

"What the--" he froze, mid rising. In the same instant he noticed...others.

Others?

Ignoring the instructions from the discarnate voice, Yue-Jui's spiral eyes shifted. The girl standing near what looked like a water rune, the guy who also seemed to be near a rune. The runes or Glyph as the voice had called it drew his attention next. And finally his attention was drawn back to the blue haired girl as she gave- him, no both him and the other guy details about the Glyphs.

Healing, magic, restored? Jui pondered at her words. No...no, too good to be true.

He neither approached nor relaxed, his stance shifting to a subtle guard. In Thaumaturgy 260 he'd taken required lessons on understanding advanced magical concepts. The idea of dimensions, the possibilities that other realms were there, ideas that matched the old legends and stories-- had he somehow dream walked his way into one?

Guarded stance falling just a little, Jui approached counter-clockwise towards the glyphs. Standing at a distance but close enough he eyed the so called Space Glyph and the numbers on each of the others. Third, huh?

Eyes lifting up, the spirals gone, breathing now more controlled, stance slightly relaxing, Jui spotted the door. The moment he saw it he squinted then glanced at the others, noticing the weapons they held for the first time; each was a different version of his own strange blade and after processing this he glanced back to the glyph at the center of the floor.

"Za heck id goin n ere?" He finally said after seconds of strained silencd, a derisive sneer forming as he stared at the glyph, grip tightening on his weapon, the stars within the blade shifting in the black space and some brightening. "I can't even recall le final tin I did beefour I awoke. You expect me t just listen t your instructions jst behcause le situa calls it, huh?! I'm talking to ya, ya disembodied voice!" He grimaced at the surrounding space. "Tell me wat happens if I do wat you just said!" He turned, eyes spiralling, "What is this?! You trickin people nto sum kinda hexed ritual shit or something? I touch sat there glyph n more or those monsters are gonna come crawling out o' ze Pits of Tartar, am I right? I see that gate tant physical yet also. N these numbers!" He pointed with a swing and gesture with the tip of the star spike of his blade pointing towards the Earth and Water Glyphs. "If she's the first, that guy is the second n I'm ze third- den deres more of us trapped n dis ez realm taint I rihtz? Tell me, if you can, da hell is dis? Y zis blade feel so familiar yet foreign, y you helpin us? I've read enough stories to see where an adventure is bout to begin! Wat happens if we go through zat door if my glyph is le last one you need n how da fires did I dreamwalk nto diz realm??"
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[BriiAngelic]

• Daichi Kobayashi || Keyblade Guardian of Earth

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  Key Status: Stage 1: Fenrir
  Magic & MP Status: First Stage Unlocked || MP: Unhindered
  
  Interacting With:
  Yue-Jui ( The Regal Rper )
  Mentions:
  Alice ( Pik )
  

  
  

  ~ ??? ~
  "And what if I can't? What if I'm not worthy of her ideals?" || Daichi's CS File
  
  He wasn’t sure how to feel about this new room he found himself in. He stood and looked back to find the corridor was gone. As he took a single step on the floor to get himself up he found that the landscape changed as if welcoming him. He was amazed at the total malleability of this universe, or was it just a dream?
  
  Weirder still he was no longer alone. A girl stood in this room, clearly younger than him. If he had trouble with those creatures he could only imagine how much worse it must have been for her, especially since she didn’t exactly have a fighter’s build. Then again neither did the mages back home, rare as they were. Oh he was staring too long.
  
  Then the voice returned. He threw his hands up to cover his ears knowing that it was to no avail. He could still hear it. He wasn’t going to be escaping it any time soon, he could only hope that the voice at its end wasn’t one of the nasty Fal’cie of legends. He pulled his shirt forwards and checked as much as he could without exposing himself to this new girl.
  
  No mark. That he could see anyways, he was unconscious previously to this. Actually he hadn’t noticed until he went to play with his clothes but he was definitely still in his pajamas. What an interesting thing adrenaline will do. He turned back to the girl and walked up intending to say something when another human came to join them in this adventure.
  
  As terrifying as it was to see the corridor snap shut with a beast still attempting to get to him, it was even more curious how yet again their space changed. Nothing was removed simply added, was that significant in some way? The floor now lit up a III. Did every part of the circle need to be filled? How many more would they be waiting on?
  
  The voice returned as well but it had felt somewhat different, more distant. His musing had been cut short by the voice of the girl. Fatigue? Wounds? Well his shoulder was bothering him with how he landed on it. Even if it wasn’t he didn’t want to risk pissing off the voice. Bad things happened to those who didn’t complete their missions, until he could prove otherwise he was going to assume he’d been marked where he couldn’t see and just do as they say.
  
  The other guy however seemed to have other ideas judging by his shouting for answers. Honestly, power to him for that, the ones with the strongest will always did burn brightly. However they didn’t live long typically. While the guy was absorbed with his search for answers he stabbed his sword into the glyph watching as it lit a pale sandy brown.
  
  With an audible sound of unlocking echoing through the floor he jumped. But soon he felt a rush of magic. His discomfort was healed, he felt charged with magic. He’d never known how to use magic before, despite his best efforts he couldn’t control his mana. Yet right now he felt as though he could create an entire wall out of his magic. The door off to the side of the I became a bit more corporal.
  
  “Well okay.”
  
  He threw his shoulder into a windmill feeling better without the tense locking or bruising. He shifted a bit on his feet making sure that he didn’t feel anything worrying. Yup he felt great, and that meant that he needed Space dude to do the same.
  
  “It’s like she said. I feel a lot better. Well it’s your turn Mister Guardian of Space. As brave as you are for trying to demand explanations I don’t plan to die for your insanity so hurry up and listen to the damn Fal’Cie if you wanna live.”
  
  
  
  
  

 

[BriiAngelic]

• Corridor of Cato

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  A mad giggle was the boy's only answer. The robes and their illumination only got brighter even as the flames were held at bay. The figure walked forwards with every step another monster appeared in it’s shadow. The winds did not affect them. Neither did the flames and their flickering seemed to not touch the figure. The robe would not catch fire, something magical was at play here.
  
  Even more worrying the cloak seemed just as unaffected. Their face stood covered, not an inch came close to being illuminated nor did the hood move from its place dipping down to conceal the user from sight. Their robes’ arms hid their hands from view but there was clearly a weapon in their hands in the standard form of a sword.
  
  Guardian of the Winds
  One Should Take Care Not To Go to The Monsters
  
  As the creatures rallied around the figures the flames grew stronger. With a quick dash, the figure seemed to disappear into thin air. The monsters crawled even closer as the flames started to overtake the force of the winds. Then the giggles returned from behind the boy as the figure reappeared there. With a small window of time to react the figure shoved. Nabbing the boy’s bracelet with the other hand.
  
  If You Surivive You May Get This Back
  
  -Wilson-
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[Colorless Spectrum]

USHA LOUVEL

There was a lonely filling in Usha's chest, around her was a chilling warmth. It was familiar. She knew of this feeling, as the sight of the lit windows of houses that were filled with laughter while she stood amidst the bare street under a crying sky. Remembering this feeling is heartbreaking. It has been so long since that fateful day when everything changed. And that today where everything was-

Wielders
Arise and follow your light.​

She opened her eyes, finding herself with nothing to see as there was only darkness around her. She didn't understand what was happening. There was nothing to comprehend.

Approach
Do Not Fear the Shadows
For you hold the Key already​

The voice in her head kept on talking, wondering what it meant. She took a step, "Huh?" Suddenly there was a weight her dominant-hand carried, it gave off a light warmth that eased her troubled heart. A familiarity that was never there, a blade but something different altogether. "The Key..."

They come
Guard
Fortify your heart
Behind You!​

As if on instinct, she turned and used the object that she was holding to block whatever it was that the voice told her to. The move that she did, she couldn't tell if it was because of the training with her adopted father or because of the blade that seemed to guide her actions. But there was no time to mull over it, with the illumination of the blade she could see in full what it was that attacked her.

The very same things that took her home in the blink of an eye. Usha didn't know what they were, just that the sight of it flared her with anger. She watched the abomination writhe in place before running to it a second after, slicing it clean with clenched teeth. It was gone. She felt freer now that the writhing black figure was gone yet there was a feeling of impending doom. She still wore the battered clothes from that tragic day, her leather jacket over a plain shirt and dirt patched jeans accompanied by her steel brown boots.

Follow your light. She remembered, turning and flitting her gaze until her eyes landed to a light that was hastily dimming out of reach. She ran after it, taking her eyes off the surge of the abominations from earlier, not knowing where it would lead her to, she hoped that the light would bring about something good in what seemed to be a helpless place.

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[MysticPainter92]

Eden Rose
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Eden wakes up slowly sensing that something is wrong. She shivered from the draft in the corridor, realizing she was still in her pj's, wearing only a orange hoodie and shorts. Rubbing her head with one hand, she gets up slowly, as she looks around the pitch black room. A dream perhaps? If it is she doesn't like the feeling its giving her. She pinches herself and feels pain her green eyes widening realizing she is awake and alone. "This is not Twilight Town. Something is seriously wrong." Eden looks at her hand seeing a giant key? That voice in her head as she woke up... Follow the light?

She looks around seeing a faint light in the distance but for some reason she feels unable to move. "What's going on? If this some kind of prank?" The voice reappears as Eden finally lifts up her arm looking at the weird blade in her hand.

Approach
Do Not Fear the Shadows
For you hold the Key already
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'This thing is going to protect me? I don't even know how to use it!" She senses something growing behind her as the voice comes back.

They come
Guard
Fortify your heart
Behind You!​

Eden feels herself spin around, splitting this creature in two as more began to appear. "So these are the shad-" Her words are cut short as the remaining creatures scream giving Eden a feeling of dread as she stabs one stopping the screams. 'This is so not how I planned to spend today' She thinks as she slices through more and more of the shadows. "Will you just go away!?" She says slicing one of the creatures in half. She sees the light and starts to run towards it feeling her strength start to fade. She turns around and sees one lone figure but can feel more multiplying behind it. 'Just get to the light' She kept repeating to herself as her energy fades.

 

[BriiAngelic]

• Corridor of Usha

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  A scent of a dying world followed the girl as she went barreling towards the light. The darkness followed hot on her heels quivering as she passed. The shadows grew and grew without hindering, yet the malice was held back in equal parts. The creatures moved not towards her. Instead, they went deeper into the shadows seeking out where she had been. Clawing at the nonexistent exit they burrowed upon each other.
  
  From the side of the shadows, a figure appears with a clear whoosh of air. The figure in a glowing robe of glyphs. Hidden under the bright light the robe gave off. They raised their blade high and let out an arc of magic. The once closed entry now opened up. The creatures turned to the new hole in the fabric of the corridor. Soon they swarmed it fully.
  
  
  
  The figure turned and held themselves in front of the darkness letting loose a barrier of stone. They put themself between as the protector of this strange new impossibility. Raising their blade in Usha's direction they let loose a volley of orbs of pure light. As the light flew forth there was a large sound of a locking door. No longer had the shadows appeared. Instead now stood a much smaller chamber of light and there was only one way out. The only proof the figure was once there was the wall of stone at the end of the corridor.
  
  Colorless Spectrum
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[BriiAngelic]

• Corridor of Eden

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  Light circled the girl as the tokens came closer to her. A warmth spread as the light awoke happy memories from the mind of the girl. A beckoning to continue a reminder of all that was still worth fighting for in this world. A warmth that could just as easily be a burning. Just one step too far and it’s light could harm. Just as so every light awoken more shadows.
  
  From the spreading shadow on the ceiling came forth even stronger creatures. Fliers in the shape of what might be called a dragon. They came in swarms filtering around the room surrounding Eden. Each attack became the precursor to another.
  
  

  

  
  
  From the shadows, a humanoid came floating down. Unlike the creatures that had appeared before it there was sentience to this one. The figure stood away circling the girl throwing in the occasional ranged energy attack attempting to knock the girl off her game. As the blade scrapped the floor whenever the figure didn’t attack a sound similar to nails on chalkboard sounded out.
  
  MysticPainter92
  
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[Mook-LandStrider]

Amalia
Guardian of Novas.
BriiAngelic

One, two, three four… the number kept going as the blade spurred Amalia forward. The numbers kept coming on ceaselessly and she already felt exhausted. During a momentary break in the horde Amy stood up straight before stumbling to the side, her keyblade instinctively moving to keep her from toppling any further. Taking a deep breath Amy pushed herself back up and onto her feet, her arms feeling like spaghetti and her legs feeling as if they would give out soon. Managing to steady herself she raised the keyblade again just as the faster creatures began to pour into reality.

Momentarily wavering she took a few steps back just as the light grew in intensity. Gritting her teeth she allowed herself another glance up and temporarily threw herself out of rhythm. Gazing at the figure as it created the dark doorway she felt an almost irresistible urge to charge it but before she could begin to move towards it she watched it disappear. Having focused on the man she ended up lowering her guard just as the faster heartless bore down on her.

Feeling a claw slash into her side the girl let out a grunt before lashing out to the left and right, the pain starting to turn into anger as Adrenalin flowed through her, spurred on by the fact that she was entirely surrounded. Yet as she continued to fight the light continued to grow stronger around her, just as a voice spoke up. The words didn’t make sense to her and she didn’t let herself dwell on it, she had more to deal with as more heartless poured in, redoubling their efforts to bring her down. As the fight continued it soon began to look like they may very well bring Amy down as another scratch landed on her leg.​

 

[-Wilson-]

Cato Procella
BriiAngelic



Cato‘s face was painted in a look of disbelief of what had just transpired. His widened eyes accompanied by his slightly parted lips certainly demonstrated who bewildered the boy was. Cato found himself to be rather captivated by the bright robes, his eyes following the figures’ movement dead on. While battled the numerous of fire cores that continued to attack him head, swiping the monochromatic blade across the ebony mass in a uppercut fashion. The Position that he found himself holding the sword(?) was rather to put it... uncomfortable and quite painful as his wrist just wasn‘t agreeing with what his legs wanted to do. Cato often found himself slipping on the nonexistent floor, struggling with his balance due to his fatigue that was now creeping up his back.

The blond continued his nimble onslaught of the determined heartless. Pushing them back with weak gales of Aero, his ribbon whipping about as the storm from behind surged past Cato. However the flames appeared to be gaining on him. A spilt moment of hysteria ensued as he pondered whether this was just some convoluted fever dream or a living nightmare, sure he had felt a bit feverish the previous day but he doubt that his mind could come up with such wild moment. Playing it safe he decided to withdraw back a distance and away from the harsh embrace of the heat, he made a taunting gesture towards the shadowy creatures: their piecing yellow eyes cut a whole straight through Cato. They just looked dead with pupil lacking eyes, like floodlights on a football pitch. He was attempting to beckon them towards him and away from the lively flames, telling himself to grow up as there was no way in hell he was going to perish in such a empty place.

It was when that the hooded individual that the giggling went through his person like nails on a chalkboard. Swinging his head over his right head shoulder when the eerie sounds resurfaced from behind him, all while deflecting a white hot fire ball. Wait... he then realised that his beloved bracelet was missing from his right hand wrist, Cato them raised his voice to a rather hot and aggressive tone.
“ That’s not yours’ to take! Give It back you sham! “

He spluttered, enraged by his absent bracelet.
Cato’s eyes had welled up as he batted his long lashes at the figure, his face was tight as the boy clamped down on his pale lips. Unaware of his harsh tone as the bracelet was dearly important to the boy, it was his Grandmother’s. Then all of a sudden another fire ball threw it self in his direction, failing it notice it til the last moment. It was tight a evasion but they only damage done was to a few of his longer pieces of hair, searing the pale locks apart.

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[Colorless Spectrum]

USHA LOUVEL

Usha had been running and if she was being honest it felt hopeless, but she couldn't just give up willy nilly. She looked back and watched for a split second the shadows that swarmed the spot that she stood minutes ago. She did not understand what they were, their purpose, they seemed animalistic in nature. They let their instinct take over. But it wasn't time to dilly dally, she had to get out of whatever this place was.

Her footsteps echoed as she ran towards the light but in a momentary passing, her attention was grabbed by an unknown glowing figure. "Who are you?" Usha asked stricken with both confusion and curiosity. She had initially thought that she was the only one here in this place of despair but... The Figure let out a magic she has never seen, one that showed a way back to her world. "What are you doi- no!" The black writhing figures went for the entrance of her world, like ants finding something sweet to bring back to their colony. It was disgusting.

There was an anger that she couldn't control. Her home was already gone and this person ruined what was left of it. How can someone be so cruel? Usha screamed at whoever they were, the blade she was holding was gripped tighter than ever while a barrier was made to cut her way back. The Figure let out a light, blinding her with the intensity of it and when she opened her eyes they were gone. Behind her was the only way out but, "DAMNIT!" She threw her blade to the stone barrier, still stood as it was with no sort of crack while the blade disappeared.

Usha clenched her teeth, promising to herself that she will get out of this place and figure everything out. She ran, once again towards the light with blazing anger in her eyes.

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[BriiAngelic]

• Merging Coridors

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  The corridor shook as the light flickered. This was unacceptable, Novas could not fall yet. If they fell then there would be no keyblade wielder of Novas until the dawn of the next year. Novas champion couldn’t handle another year on her old bones. The light extinguished completely for just a moment before erupting again in a blaze. Half contributing due to the light of another keyblade wielder and half due to the reining fire that came with this new wielder.
  
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  The figure left and it would not be the oddest thing. Instead now he was left with a wave of heartless and a corridor with a mind of its own as the floor bubbled and shifted. Instead of the corridor of light that had once been an exit there was only one path into the inky black sideway that hadn’t been there previously. Yet he didn’t get the chance to decide to approach as the winds shifted pushing him in. As he got closer the light returned surrounding him as another human was being attacked within
  
  
  Guardian of the Winds
  Partner up
  Save the Guardian of Novas
  And Escape to the Light
  
  Yet they would not have long to decide as the heartless starting to attack. Yet even the speediest of these new ones would find themselves matched easily by Cato. No longer would they have the advantage of speed, now they just needed to put out this fire.
  
  Cato ( -Wilson- ), Amelia ( Mook-LandStrider )
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[The Regal Rper]

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"Fal'See?" Jui tried and failed to repeat. "Le blue hell you onz about? Wat the heck is a Fal'See? What's wrong wif you two?" He squinted. Really? he looked away from them both then looked around. Nothing?! Not gonna speak up at all here? C'mon magic voice, you can't be shy now! Of course he had a feeling this would happen.

What magic voice in any book he read ever spoke up when called out like this? Plot would be dead in seconds if the kind voice went Aldrich.

To these two he might as well as looked like a crazy lad skipping down Twister street without a care in the world. Which begged the question at the moment-

Should I drop le act?Because if this was getting no where why wouldn't he drop the act. There was nothing to prove by continuing and since he couldn't feel that pressure in his head like last time, he had to believe that whatever had spoke to him bore no presence in his mind.

"Unless its in our heads and we can't tell?" He muttered absentmindedly.

Mental Magic had never been a thing in his realm. But this was a different realm, one with different rules- rules he didn't understand. Wiping memories was a shakey road to walk on when you could control the minds (and bodies by extension) once you learned how to twist the knobs and pull the levers in the brain through magical intoxication. Rock boy over there had just confirmed one thing out of anything, whatever or wherever realm this was- it was definitely some pocket dimension, some alternate reality that he had been sucked into with who knew how many others judging from those numerals.

It was clear to him from the response of the other two, if this thing that was genuine, then he had no reason to refuse. Despite his defiant distance, his caution to the air, Jui's body was sore. He just had been through enough training not to show it. The leg that had been slashed by the jeans held a small cut, the rips in his jacket showed scratches in his skin, his hair was a mess and his clothes still clung to him with sweat. If the glyphs did work, mayhaps he could use it to recover. Perhaps even recover his sweet rads- because man, he had not liked those things shredding his jacket.

But the thought hit him. What if this is some sort of influence? What if this weapon that found itself in his hand was a part of the influence? Back there, back then, he had moved for a moment on his own, he had been made to react without consciously doing it. It hadn't been reflex, instinct or anything of the sort- Yue-Jui wasn't sure how conscious or aware he had been when he'd done it, all he remembered was darkness then awakening from it and finding himself cleaving that shadow in two. It had been the epitome of out of body experiences and right now the thought was what was making him hesitate

"Were you possessed...when you woke up here?" He said for once in sensible words. "Were ya bodies moved, as if controlled by strings, did ya tink when le first of doz ugly umbra goblins attacked ya, did ya react wifot reactin? Why should we trust dis ere voice?" He asked, let the question sink in with a pause then finally cut them off before either could respond with: "Where I'm from- since it seems I somehow have me soul trapped n dis version of Underworld, Normies can't do much magic. Dere's few of us zat can. We ain't naturals, I don't know bout you lot since from what Rock Guy over there is sayin, you folk aren't from my dimension, but n my realm, Normies are weak. The weakest in le hierarchy. At least in a magical sense. Now dere's ways ta get around that, items n wat not- but they are pricey, n they are costly. Ya lifespan gets cut in half or if not that, your sanity fractures over time from the magical overload that ya body was neva meant ta handle. Ya go mad, loony, ya personality warps or worse, ya become a shell of ya former self. I, got lucky." He paused here, eyes hardened as he stared at the blade in his hand for some odd reason- shook his head, looked around. "Hearing voices isn't a good sign," Jui continued, "n I've neva used a bloody Crux in my entire life. So either I died during my walk to meet up wif friends n some punk spirits stole my soul n dragged it to dis underworld- or, I got pulled nto some dreamscape in mah sleep n this is all some lie, created as an act of kindness."

His eyes flicked to the door, the glyphs, then back. "Point is- if there's more of us, I want to see at least one other person to confirm it. Unless either of yous can convince me y all of this makes sense to you, the swords, the Voice in our heads- all o this- becuz if it wanted us dead" Jui said real loud before dropping his voice. "Like that light thing from earlier, then it woulda done something by now...wouldn't it?

Now to see if anything bit the taunt.
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