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1st Road
[The first thing one might notice when entering this dream, is the rain - heavy drops falling to the ground, pooling on the ground to puddles.
The Darkness weights heavy in this world and dream, shadows sliding over rain-slick streets, waiting waiting waiting to fight an opponent, to devour a heart, to create yet another of their kin.
But aside of the Heartless there is only one other being present in this dream, a boy, dressed in a dark coat, a hood hiding hair and face. He is wandering the city, ignored by the Heartless - as tempting as they might feel by the muted smell of his heart, there is something about him that warns them off; a strange, possessive smell that stems from one of their own.
It has been a long time since Riku's dreams have been anything, but this.
Anything, but dark.
He isn't bothered by that, not anymore. Not since realizing that someone has to bear the weight of the darkness.
That in this, he can protect all things he holds dear; even if once he has taken the last step, has accepted all of Ansem's powers as his own, he will no longer be able to return home or to his friends' side.
He has accepted that.
The darkness - be it real or dream - has long lost its terror to him.
So he continues wandering the streets, maybe aimless, maybe to find that one person he has been preparing to encounter.]
The Darkness weights heavy in this world and dream, shadows sliding over rain-slick streets, waiting waiting waiting to fight an opponent, to devour a heart, to create yet another of their kin.
But aside of the Heartless there is only one other being present in this dream, a boy, dressed in a dark coat, a hood hiding hair and face. He is wandering the city, ignored by the Heartless - as tempting as they might feel by the muted smell of his heart, there is something about him that warns them off; a strange, possessive smell that stems from one of their own.
It has been a long time since Riku's dreams have been anything, but this.
Anything, but dark.
He isn't bothered by that, not anymore. Not since realizing that someone has to bear the weight of the darkness.
That in this, he can protect all things he holds dear; even if once he has taken the last step, has accepted all of Ansem's powers as his own, he will no longer be able to return home or to his friends' side.
He has accepted that.
The darkness - be it real or dream - has long lost its terror to him.
So he continues wandering the streets, maybe aimless, maybe to find that one person he has been preparing to encounter.]
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And if you're planning to go against me yourself, you'll be hurt.
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[Not when hungry, dark shadows linger in whatever corner they can claim for themselves, eagerly searching for a heart to consume - be it bright or dark. Not when in the not too far castle, their counterparts are gathering and scheming.
He snorts again and shakes his head just once at her second suggestion.]
There is only one person I plan on fighting tonight, and that is not you.
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In that case, who is it you plan to go against?
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That is non of your business.
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We'll see. If it becomes my business, I won't hold back.
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Hn. As I said, suit yourself.
[He is not going to let anyone interfere with what is to come. There is too much at stake.]