As the three ventured further into the room, the door behind them shut. There stood a wizened old man. The three might recognize him from the picture downstairs. However, something seemed off about the man. Before anyone could say anything, he walked around the three to the desk. 

[color=00aeef]"Ah, I see it is finally that time..."[/color] the being said, staring out the window. [color=00aeef]"I did not think this day would ever come."[/color] The being turned around to face the three. [color=00aeef]"It seems that you three are the chosen ones..."[/color] The man glanced at a picture on his desk. It was an exact copy of the one downstairs, except smaller. [color=00aeef]"I do question the wisdom of the decision, but what's done is done. The Keyblades choose their wielders. So it is, so it has always been, and so it will always be..."[/color] The man then turned to the three again, not allowing them to ask any questions.

[color=00aeef]"As I'm sure you three are aware, there is a major conflict between the Heartless and the Nobodies. This conflict is important enough for them to start seizing control of the worlds. Yes, I said 'worlds'. At one time, the world was one and everyone lived in harmony. However, Darkness soon entered the peoples' hearts and consumed the world in neverending Darkness. Yet, a small glimmer of light remained in the hearts of the children. These children gathered their glimmers together, and recreated the world. However, this new world was separated. The reason? The True Light was still hidden deep within the Darkness."[/color] the wizened old man started pacing back and forth, almost as if he were agitated.

[color=00aeef]"It was discovered many years later that the Darkness spawned creatures of no emotion and of a hunger for hearts. They were dubbed 'Heartless' by their founder, who found a way to artificially manufacture Heartless. The Heartless are drawn to the Darkness in peoples' hearts, and consume those hearts, creating more Heartless. However, the body is left behind. Without a heart, the body should not exist, and cannot feel emotions. These are the Nobodies. However, what the Heartless truly desire is the hearts of Worlds. When a World's heart is consumed, that world is lost to the Darkness."[/color] the man turned to the three.

[color=00aeef]"That is where the Keybladers stepped in. A Keyblade is a mystical and powerful weapon. Though it takes on a peculiar and humurous shape, its ability to fight the Darkness is astounding. So much so that Heartless and Nobodies alike fear it. I was a Keyblader once. I was Master Yen Sid, one of the strongest Keybladers alive, apart from Master Mickey and Sora. However, in Sora's last battle against the Heartless, he lost. He was killed, as were his friends. Soon, Mickey and I followed, but we died of old age. Now, it is up to you three to stop Ansem and Xemnas from drowning the worlds in neverending Darkness. If they were to succeed, then there will be no recovery like there was before. No, the time is now, and you three are the chosen warriors who will open the door to the True Light."[/color] 

Yen Sid then sat down in a chair behind the desk, almost as if he would allow questions now. He knew they would likely have many, as his story was a long one. However, he [i]needed[/i] to tell them what their fate was. There was no escape, and time was running short.