Dear friends. Dearer enemies.
[ A familiar and not-familiar voice. The darkened city skyline. For those that know it, Xehanort's home is recognizable, though the view is not from the porch this time, or even from the second floor balcony. The speaker is perched on the roof, standing tall and steady against a howling wind. At the edges of the
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He was not saved in my time and the presence of my Heartless and my Nobody proves that he will not be saved in your time, either!
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Show me that you have worth.
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I eagerly anticipate this day.
[ He'll be ending the feed now, his point made: he'll be waiting. ]
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