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All over the Multiverse, Moogles would carry an invitation to all Independent Keyblade Wielders they can find, an invitation to the Palace of the Blachrenae on the World of Renovation. There, the message said, the fate of all Worlds will be resolved. 'Warriors of note' would also be invited, with the message saying that people with their skills would be needed 'to secure a future against the Heartless threat'. Note that with the world of Masikah, the Moogles would be accompanied by armed bodyguards with assault rifles and fragmentation grenades and even a flamethrower or two; it never hurt to be extra-prepared with pirates.

Either way, in each world, a Gummi Ship would be prepared to bring those who accepted the Invitation to Renovation, where the city of Constantinople was on high alert despite the relative peace. Gummi weapons, Magitech, and ordinary Earth guns and armored vehicles were deployed on the walls and streets, while more Gummi Ships were deployed in the airspace, along with ordinary airplanes and helicopters. The Palace of the Blachrenae itself was heavily guarded, but those who accepted the invitation would be let through with a minimum of fuss; even the very tilework was infused with the Light, which dampened any bad intentions towards the place and its inhabitants.

Those who can appreciate the beauty of the structure might observe its arches and colums and the red-bricked roofs and the landscaped gardens. There was also a fountain and despite the many guards, an abundance of butterflies and songbirds. Nevertheless, a line of black-clad special forces would go up to the foremost three or so Keybladers/Warriors of note, and say, "The Basileus, Basilissa, and their court are waiting for you."

At the head of this chamber were positioned two thrones of pure electrum, an alloy of Gold and Silver, upon which sat two 18-year olds; the first one also 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 shield with the image of a double-headed eagle. And lastly, and this would be a surprise to a certain Nobody, a Corridor of Darknesss would open, and from it would walk one last eighteen-year old male carrying his own purple-and-black Keyblade.

This young man would walk up to the three foremost 'adventurers', and give a slight bow, before introducing himself. "My name is Tocsax; the Basileus and Bassilisa on the thrones are Michael XIII Sideros and Maria di Italia, his wife. We are the leaders of the resistance to the Heartless tide and the remnants of the Old Keyblade Order. Or, if those terms do not mean anything, our simple explanation is that we are trying to save the various Worlds from those who seek to end them."

A purse of his lips as the boy continued, "This is the War Council, and we need you all for a quest, a quest that will bring rewards both material and...immaterial."
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