Soren walked through into Merlin's cottage. Archimedes hooted and shouted for Merlin. "Your apprentice is back you blabbering oaf!" With that he put his head into a wing and began to nap again. Merlin came out of the back room and glared. "Now see here you daft bird! Oh bother never mind. Ah Soren my boy! Brought the second key?" Soren stepped back and with drew the blank keyblade from his heart. "Ah yes quite right. The moogles and I will fill it with power. In the mean time I have your next three keychains." From his hat Merlin produced the sleeping lion, way to dawn, and the wheel of fate. Just as Soren took them a letter flew in the window. Merlin picked it up and gasped. "Oh my dear boy we have to empower this keyblade now!" He took the way to dawn keychain back and ran into the other room slamming the door. 

Soren took the paper as it drifted to the floor. It was from Yen-Sid to Merlin. It explained that Yen-Sid had sent a moogle to retrieve Kazen but when he had caught up with him had to hide and watch as Kazen fell to sleep. The moogle had apparently barely escaped. 

About an hour later Merling came back in with the way to dawn. "Here Soren take this and I'll open a gateway to the realm of sleep. I'll aim for traverse town but be prepared for anything." Merlin worked his magic and a blue sphere with points around appeared. Soren didnt need to be told and touched the sphere and dove into the realm of sleep.

Waking in a dark cavern Soren stood shaking lightly then popped and elixir. Traveling to the realm of sleep took alot out of a person. Looking around he realized he was in merlin's cave and hopped across the stones and too the door. Exiting and now seeing in the light he realized his clothes had changed. Emerald green cargo pants and black shoes with a black shirt. On his back was a dream eater symbol and across his front was a dragon in green with golden eyes. Soren shook his head and summoned his keyblades. He now had to fill both of them with power to get these blanks to reveal their true forms. Attaching the sleeping lion to the spellbinder he set out for the first district.