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                    ✣ 「 ヴェン」 ❦❧ ─  .... and... once again Ventus and his extraordinaire tosh have gotten himself lost. How in Kingdom Hearts could one even get lost in the straight line of Lanes in between? Yeah, he definitely broke that one. Scratching his head, looking back and forth, wondering which way he’d gone again. And siiiiiiiiigh loudly. Why was direction so hard? He was almost home, hoping to be on time to have tea with his Golden trio of Sora, Kairi and Riku and some other friends they have invited over for a fun party.

                     “Mhm...?” The bright glow emitting from his pant pocket.

                                                         Pulling the Trinket out; his Wayfinder.

             “What the.... Why would---!” It illuminated to a blinding light, blocking his face with his arms, as the trinket heating up hotly in the palm of his hand. Just before the Wind Master could even comprehend what was happening --talk about deja vu-- a ripple, like his body breaking down into smaller molecules and sucked into a vacuum, tossed and twirling all over the place.. and then spat out in only Lights knows where. Feet sitting the floor instead of his Waveboard Key Glider, the light dimming down and the blond breathing hard, catching his breath. “That’s... definitely not in world summon...” It was too long, too rough, and the spell trying to summon him felt too ...unstable. the moment he could grasp his bearing back... sapphire eyes met with gleaming light of sunset hue across the horizon.

                                      ... that peaceful little hamlet of Twilight town.

               Choo-choo sound of trains on track, of birds in the sky and the chattering of the locals around, doing their daily business. Nostalgic sensation floored the Master, wobbling into the smaller street to lean against the wall. “....and I wondered who summoned me...” So much for wanting to go home on time for once. It’s always business, it was a wonder why Aqua had closed herself off, this summoning to another world business was far too tiring. Setting foot toward the main street once more, with a confused and lost look, it didn’t help some people stared at him as they passed by --specifically his black cloak-- yes, he looked like from some Satanic cult worshiper, but whatever. Question of the day was:

                              “Which way was to Master Yen Sid’s Mysterious tower again?”

         He’d wished his navigator was working, it got  B U S T E D  in the last mission.

[torewindtime]

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Maybe they should have paid more attention to the local 'the end is near' guy. Maybe they would have been a little more prepared. Maybe not though since everyone thought that a zombie apocalypse was just some pop culture phenomenon that couldn't happen in real life. Well the joke was on the entire world's population. Xeha didn't know what percent of the population had been wiped out, but she knew it was a hefty percent.

She mulled over the math of how many people she'd seen die and how many friends and acquaintances she'd lost as she crept down the street to look for supplies. The numbers moved steadily upward by the day. Like everyone else still alive her days were numbered. The end seemed pretty fucking near to her.

Silently she slipped into a shop and went row by row checking for foes living and dead. Seeing none she grabbed what she could fit in her backpack and left. A loud noise down the street caught her attention and probably the attention of every zombie in the area. Someone was about to be in deep trouble.

[goldeneyedsniper]

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*Xigbar walked down the hall. He had anotehr mission, and this time Roxas was to go with him. it was just a matter of finding the short keyblade wielder.*

Yo, Roxas, we got a mission to do, where you hiding at?

[son-of-regis]

It was Prompto’s idea to take the weekend off playing royal. All of them were tired from hiding from the empire. Ignis pulled the car to a parking spot and parked it. They would spend the week end at a nice hotel that was along the beach. Ignis and gladio went to check in while Noctis went to explore with Prompto.

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Running, running, running!

Sora couldn’t believe how stupid he’d been! He knew there was a horde creeping through the city, and he knew he should have waited like any sane person would have, but no. No, Sora had to be Sora and risk everything, like always.

And, like always, he ended up regretting it.

He ran as fast as his legs could take them, but those creatures seemed to be spilling out of everywhere! All he did was accidentally kick a metal can, and suddenly, he had maybe a hundred of those damned things chasing after him. Sora supposed that was his luck, anyways.

Just like it was his luck to not fit in with the last group, either. Then again, it was only the second group he’d tried out. The first one fell completely apart at the seems and everyone went their own ways, leaving him stuck by himself (something Sora really hated). But the second one? Well, it would have suited him, if not for the seemingly megalomaniacal dictator that wanted to control every single aspect of everyone’s lives. Some fishy stuff was going on with that group, on top of that, and Sora decided he would sneak away.

Which led him to his current situation.

Knocking a zombie--god, he hated calling them that; it sounded so childish--to the ground with his bat, Sora took a sharp turn into an alley, his sneakers squealing against asphalt for a moment as he scrambled forward.

Forward into someone.

The force in which he hit the other body was enough to send them both to the ground, Sora immediately rolling away, thinking it was another one of the dead. But, once his brain actually caught up and took note of things, he realized that it was a person! A real, living person!

Great. Now Sora had dragged someone else into his mess!

“Be quiet, be quiet!” Sora hissed, slapping his hands over the other’s mouth. The stranger had wild, blond hair and some pretty blue eyes. “There’s a whole mess of those things closing in; we need to get out of here quietly!” His voice was a strained whisper, brunet locks flopping around as Sora looked up and down the alley. He got up, releasing the stranger’s mouth, and jogged to a nearby door. Turning the handle and pushing at it gently, Sora grinned when the metal moved without too much noise.

“This way, this way!” He ran back over to the stranger, offering a hand for the other to use to get up off the ground. “C’mon, hurry!”

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I actually don’t do chain mail, but I suppose I can make an exception this one time ^^.

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The Meme for People Who Hate Happiness | accepting whenever25.Your muse finds out mine was lying to them.

“You knew.  Didn’t you?”  Prompto’s voice was so, very, calm.  So, very, cold.

He felt it.  He felt so, very, cold.  He hadn’t really intended to snoop but there were so many books in that library and they were all so very interesting looking, and he hadn’t really known he’d stumbled upon a research journal of sorts when he started looking at the sketches, and–

This place.  Where he’d woken up.  It was for people without worlds.  People who survived their homes being swallowed by Darkness.  And that meant… that might have meant that… Noct and… and everyone…

“You knew that Eos was gone.  Right?”  There was a little anger in his voice, eyes hard.  “All that… trying to make me comfortable, all the distractions before I could ask questions.  You knew this whole time.”

It felt like a ball of hot lead had settled into his chest, hot and angry but weighted.  Prompto sort of wondered why he wasn’t crying.  He hadn’t really run into the urge to do so.  All too large and shocking and… not real.  It wasn’t real, couldn’t be real.  Of all the… all the people who shouldn’t have survived…

[royalbratprince]

❝ not all good people are innocent. ❞

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“No, they’re–”  Noctis felt a little dryness at the back of his throat when he swallowed, gaze dropping for just a moment.  Good people.  Good… people…

Maybe innocence and being a good person had nothing to do with one another.  It’d been a thought he’d considered, then pushed away.  Every time.  His father–

Hadn’t he been a good person?  Noctis always thought so.  Busy, sure, but warm.  A warm father.  A good king.  But innocent… no.  No, not by a long shot.  All those people.  All of those innocent people, just…  Sacrificed.

For him.  For the sake of the world, maybe, but–

How many classmates?  How many apartment neighbors?  What about Prompto’s family?  Iggy’s?  He knew what happened to Gladio’s, and maybe that was their duty or whatever–

Swallowing again, making a concerted effort to evenly meet the gaze leveled at him, he nodded slightly.  He tried to think of his… his station.  His duty.  Things he truly hoped he could use to try and right wrongs of the past.  If that were possible.  If he could even identify them all.

“They’re not.  Of course they’re not.  All we can do is try to realize our mistakes, take responsibility to fix what we can, and do our best to never repeat them.”

A king’s words and a fool’s heart, probably.  Still, he’d rather it that way.