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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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[He shrugs; he supposes it's rare, but that doesn't change the fact that there appears to be at least one more person with it out in the worlds.]
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He doesn't actually remark that though, not when they finally reached their destination; one of the higher buildings within the Dark City. He steps forward, pushing the door open.]
It's this way.
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So we're close? That's good... but hey. Is everything okay?
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[He doesn't look at her however, and holds the door open for her to step inside.]
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You're not fooling me.
[ But she doesn't push on it for the moment, instead moving further into the building and looking around, hands clasped behind her back. ]
So...they don't come in here?
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No... but they have more trouble reaching high places, especially inside the buildings. Coming here should buy some time at least.
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...What were you talking about before? About "light"?
Do you live here? [ Not such a happy thought, and she frowns a bit as she asks. ]
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[The castle above the city is a totally different story though.]
I was talking about the light within the Heart. It calls to the Heartless.
...No. I don't.
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[ ... Thaaaaat's about when the lightbulb goes off in her mind. Why yes, she is dreaming, isn't she? ]
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Still, he can't shake the thought; could it really be just that, just a dream?]
...Even if it's a dream, it's better to stay away from the Heartless.
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