Tocsax chuckled.

"Well, it was mostly luck. Well, luck and a large amount of quality silk given to the wider Moogle Network. Basically, we needed one person who can get things done, another person who can serve as the moral centre of the group, and another who can balance things out. Id, Superego, and Ego, and I think you're a possible candidate for Id, if you don't mind me saying." He then followed up with:

"Oh, and we'll pay you, of course."

"Ahem," said the Captain, "I think it's time for you to come in as well, Master Tocsax?"

"All right," said the 18-year old boy before Mai grabbed him by his robe and, a bit justifiably, asked him to bring her back to the New Shinsengumi office or face pain. The young Nobody then looked at the 19-year old girl then spoke calmly:

"Okay, what are you worried about?" A moment of thought. "Oh. Right. Your parents. Well, they've been notified before hand, don't worry. Now, [i]can[/i] we meet the [i]Basileus[/i]? Emperors don't like being forced to wait, as you know."

After getting an answer, Tocsax would let himself free then head inside the interior of the palace. The group would then see a well-lit but air-conditioned room with stained-glass windows, painted purple columns, and mosaics made up of exquisitely colored tiles that showed scenes of hunting, war, ceremony, and nature, with the latter occupying more space the further they went inside the hallway. There, a large throne room, with row upon row of armed men to the side, awaited the trio and Tocsax.

At the head of this chamber was positioned two thrones of pure electrum, an alloy of Gold and Silver, upon which sat two 18-year olds; the first one wearing black special forces armor, and a Byzantine Crown on his silver-haired head. A Keyblade of black and grey was by his side.

The second figure was a woman, still in physical girlhood, clad in a dress of pure black and white silk with pearls, and a similar diadem. Her hair was lustrous black, as were her eyes.

Flanking them were two more 18-year old boys; the first one wore a silk robe and carried a book and staff, the second one wore special forces armor like the armed men close to the throne, but had as his only weapon a [i]shield[/i] with the image of a double-headed eagle.

Reaching a few meters away from these four figures, Tocsax then knelt down on one knee and bowed before getting up.

"My [i]Basileus[/i] and [i]Bassilisa[/i], I have brought you the people who would save the Multiverse."

A smile from the Emperor and Empress, for that was what Basileus and Bassilisa meant in English.

"Tocsax, no need for that. This is a War Council, not a ceremony," the Empress said before she and the Emperor got up, and it was the latter's turn to speak:

"Keyblade Wielders, and Mercenary," the silver-haired man with what looked like purple eyes said, "My name is Michael XIII Sideros, and this is my wife, Maria di Italia. We are the Emperor and Empress of the Basilea ton Rhomanion, although our titles mean nothing except for how they can contribute to the fight against the Heartless and the Dissolution of the Multiverse. And yes, I am a Keyblade Wielder; and I have a job for you."

"And by a job, my husband means that you three, either by your skill or your potential, are fated to accompany us in a quest that would save the Multiverse as we know it." Maria di Italia replied, her smile pure and innocent.

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