It is the prelude, the beginning of a preset fate. It belongs to another world, inhabited by humans. Humans bound to their own self-destructive nature. Their own creation, their own weapon
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CinderRoxas, the mansion is covered with filth and dirt. I want it clean. Now.
Kill the mice and feed them to the cat, Axel. Also, get rid of the lizard. Burn it, or throw it into the river. I don't care the procedures you follow.
To the depths of hell's fire his black souls lure the lost children.
The darkness stirs from its very core, spreading, uncontrollable. But in this fight, there is no Light, except the tainted Sirius of naught-born Keyblade.
There will be more than just one death. This is. The end of the beginning. A rupture. Betrayal. A trial. For them.