Seth walked through the hall of light looking at all the pictures of warriors and friends. He was most drawn to the pictures of friends smiling for the camera and he instantly thought of his friends back at the orphanage.  He remembered when someone was adopted, they’d take two pictures: One to keep in the orphanage, and one to give the one getting adopted so they wouldn’t forget their friends. It brought a smile to his face when he remembered the great times he had with all his friends. The happy memories suddenly changed to the burning building of the orphanage and the man standing there laughing as his friends screamed in the flames.  

“I’ll find who sent him, I promise. I’ll make them pay from what they did,” Seth mumbled as he clinched his fist in anger. He turned from the photo in the direction of the singing but even though it was cheerful he had an uneasy feeling about it. No, it wasn’t just this music, it was this whole temple. Ever since he stepped foot in this place he had felt like he wanted to vomit. It could have been any number of things though: the teleportation to this world, the voice, or it could have been all the energy used to craft this place with the other Keyblade warriors. Either way he’d kept it a secret since this place was a neutral ground, a place of peace. 

“Telling them I feel like vomiting when I walk through this temple isn’t the best way to go about it,” Seth said to himself. [i]It would make me look suspicious and possible a threat down the road[/i] Seth thought. She shook his head and sighed, “Don’t need to worry about that. My little psycho state earlier probably didn’t help.” [i]Madness and peace don't mix. that must be why I'e got this feeling[/i] Seth thought.