----Dark Realm----

[color=9e0b0f]Kazen stood up slowly as he sensed a light in the distance. He wiped his face and took a few steps forward; his Light Armor crumbling away around him as he went. He left pieces of himself in his wake as he went, he dragged himself step by step through the darkness.
"....Anybody....somebody..." He muttered out as he looked over his shoulder; his armor was flittering away into the darkness alomg with the remains of his Keyblade.
Or was it his? He was struggling to remember.
"No...there's no escape from this place..." a shadowy voice whispered across his weakened mind.
He shook off those thoughts and soldiered on. He didn't have much in his inventory; the impact had shattered his gummiphone and most of his gear. He had no armor, no weapon, and worst of all; no way out.

The shadows began to stir around him as he moved through the endless wasteland. As he ventured he would come across the shattered remains of some poor World. Nothing ever useful, a few sprigs of wood and a broken music box. Roofing tiles scattered everywhere, along with other random debris slowly sinking into the darkness.
"This place is...claustrophobic..." He sighed as he collapsed against a mangled light pole. There was what remained of a street corner, the pole he slumped against was curled and twisted from whatever force rendered it here. He looked up into the 'sky' and let out a long breath. 
"There's a light somewhere down here...but it's small and so far away..." He said as he looked to his right; he could feel it there. A familiar light; he wondered if it was Soren. But those thoughts faded as he gazed into the distance.
"It's probably just this place trying to confuse me..." He said as he pulled himself to his feet and continued on towards the light.

"Whoever you are...hold on. I don't know if I can help, but if you're down here too...you shouldn't be alone." He stepped uneasily through the dark, holding his left arm at the elbow; it was broken and ached steadily now that he was moving again.
He felt a wet spot on his head, trickling down his neck. He 2asnt sweating.
"Damn..." He winced as he touched the wound and tore part of his sash from his belt and tied it around his forehead as a bandage.
"Come on...come on...give me an ether. I'd settle for a potion!" He cried out as he tripped over a treasure chest.

The box was small and terribly worn and bore the seal of Master Eraqus. It wasn't locked, much to his surprise. He lifted the lid and removed the item inside.

"A dark light, for those trying times...A gift, for those you've liberated. Your Derelict Testa shall be your retribution...go forth..." a voice whispered into his ear as a blinding light burst forth from the chest.
As quickly as the light erupted it was squelched out by the darkness.

"Remember; let your heart be your guiding Key
" the voice faded away with the light.

Kazen felt a surge through his heart and he dropped to his knees as the warmth spread down his right arm and into the palm of his hand.
His arm moved of its own will and seized the hilt of a keyblade the emerged from his chest.

"Aghh!" He cried out as his hand clenched the hilt tightly and ripped it free from his heart. As the haziness faded and his vision returned he stood wide eyed.
In his hand was a Keyblade; the hilt was bright red and the blade bore a slight resemblance to his original key; but with darker colors and a large Emblem Crown settled at the top of the blade.
The key felt heavy in his hand, but this moment was cut short as Heartless began to appear. 
"H-here we go..." He said as he let his left arm hang limp, he shouldered the keyblade on his right arm and prepared himself for a fight.
"Come on...come on!" He growled into the shadows as he steadied his tired feet. He moved instinctively, allowing the keyblade to find its target. As he swung his new blade it cleaved the darkness in front of him and cut down wave after wave of the Heartless. 
The shadows kept coming, and soon enough he was dealing with a Demon Tide.
The swarm of shadows arched up and slammed him into the ground. Kazen coughed a spray of blood and wrenched from the impact as the Darkness moved through his form, tearing at his core with every second as the wave passed through him.
He tightened his grip on his blade and raised it in defense.
"Hhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!" He cried out in fury as he struggled to withstand the torrential wave of heartless.
"You'll not snuff out my LIGHT!" He declared with rage as a large beam of light erupted from his blade and slaughtered the Demon Tide.

He dropped his blade and collapsed next to it.
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