The Final War, Light Vs Dark

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Dawn smiled. She tried to speak but couldn't. She just wanted to laugh. It was her. She just wanted to take this moment in to the utmost amount of time. Who knew if this was going to be a permanent thing after all. Her role model was right in front of. The girl her father told countless stories about.

Instead, Dusk let go of her an began to answer her questions. He too of course was in tears from all this, but he managed to suck it in and just reply. "I'm Dusk, and the crybaby holding onto you is Dawn. We're both 14. And as for dad, last time we saw him he was a nobody. I kinda had a dream, or I think it was at least, but he sacrificed himself for you. We killed his heartless a little while ago. I don't know if we'll ever see him again though."

The girl glared back at him. "Of course we will. I won't accept us getting mom back and losing dad right as she comes... I refuse." She put her face back against her mother, trying her hardest not to let go.

"If you say so sis. I don't know the first thing about nobodies or heartless so I don't know."

 

Ananta felt the weight of Lucrix's spell around her. She fell to the ground and knelt down, stabbing her keyblade into the stone to try and stop herself from hitting the ground too hard. She looked up and widened her eyes in horror at what he had done next. Lifting her keyblade up, slowly, she pointed it straight at him. Symbols representing time appeared around the tip. It slowly gathered before she was able to open her mouth. Standing up, she screamed out at spell at Lucrix. "Stopaga!" she screamed, loudly. A beam of light erupted from her keyblade and shot straight at him. She was hoping for it to hit him.

Anta had also joined the hugging session. He was just a little late, is all. He was bawling his eyes out at Karina. Probably moreso than Dawn was crying. His head rested on her shoulder as he couldn't, or wouldn't, feel like letting go. "I'm sorry, I'm just...I couldn't believe it...I...I saw you die...I saw my auntie die that day and now...here she is." he spoke. Letting go finally, he pulled Dawn away and held her hand tightly. He nodded at Dusk's answers. "It's right, he split outta here quicker than a banana and we haven't seen him since. Oh...and mom is up there." he pointed towards the illusionary castle across the way. Looks like **** was going down.

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Gexln hit the ground with a loud thud and skidded slowly to a stop. Tossed around like a ragdoll, as though he were no threat whatsoever, his pride now hurt equally as much as his body did. Standing up slowly and breathing fairly quickly, the Nobody's problems may have eased slightly, but looking over at R and Xero he could see that theirs were only getting worse. A sea of keyblades and warriors rushing towards the two spelled their death unless somebody interfered. For the first time in a while, Gexln hesitated. His wounds were severe, he could feel blood dripping down his right arm, there wasn't much chance of survival if he went in.

At that moment, his eyes came to rest on Xero, charging some kind of attack as many keyblade wielders rushed towards her. His decision made, he made a flying leap towards Xero and landed merely a few feet away from her. Normally he would have made some sort of comment, maybe even a joke, but the situation was no laughing matter. Turning to face the onslaught of keyblade wielders, Gexln began cutting them down once more.

After only a few moments, things were already becoming a struggle. As one wielder fell, another rushed forward to take their place. Another block as a keyblade came at him from his side, another swing from both blades to dispatch the projection. Suddenly, an intense pain could be felt around his stomach region. He quickly turned his attention, ignoring the excruciating pain only to see a blade protruding from his chest, fatigue slowing him just enough that its wielder had managed to sneak the attack in. Blood began seeping quickly from the open wound now, but he couldn't stop. Gritting his teeth in determination, a low growl from pain and discomfort could be heard as Gexln released his keyblade and gripped the blade and began pulling it out. After a few seconds, the blade was out, and its wielder lay dead at Gexln's feet. The damage was certainly there though, as the blood continued, and Gexln knew no healing magic whatsoever to prevent it from leaking out of him.


Juliet was surprised her father had been picked up and thrown so easily, and even moreso when he stood up. Just what would it take to bring him down? She couldn't worry about it too long though, for if she did she would be open to an attack from Valinton easily. Taking a couple of steps cautiously towards Valinton, she began circling around him on the narrow wall. He was a dangerous opponent, and if she wasn't careful the fight could be her last. Seconds seemed to last for hours, but finally she saw what she thought to be an opening in his defense, and lunged forward with the keyblade, attempting to stab forward.​

 

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Xero heard fighting behind her and she looked to see Gexln battling other projections. He looked very tired and wounded and also fatigued. Suddenly he was stabbed from behind and her eyes went wide, "Gexln!!" She screamed at him and began to look back and forth between the attack she was charging and Gexln. She didn't know what to do anymore. Keep charging the attack, or help Gexln? Which one?! "Gexln! Don't you dare die! Not now!" She shouted to him. She couldn't stop charging the attack or else it would detonate before R said to release it.

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Valinton only stood there silently and still as the girl circled him. He closed his eyes and tapped into the darkest part of his heart. The girl then attempted attacking him and with a grim smile, darkness suddenly exploded out of him and began circling around his body. The smoke like darkness soon began to dissipate and wing beats could be heard as wings suddenly appeared from the smoke and began to blow everything away. Growls and snarling could heard as the smoke finally cleared and a dragon appeared where Valinton once stood. He roared a loud, ear piercing roar as he hovered in the air. He was about 20 feet tall and wasn't about to let this girl of twilight get the best if him.

 

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Lucrix heard the woman cry out her spell, turning to look at it. The spell shot towards him as swiftly as possible, but not fast enough. The Nobody opened a Dark Corridor, intercepting its path and sending it to Between and Betwixt. "I'm sure it must have hit something," Lucrix remarked. "Perhaps a lesser Nobody." He began to notice the change in the sky, feeling the power build up. He smiled from beneath his cowl, from behind his high collar; though empty, it was merely a memory of success. The tall entity moved towards Ananta, hand outstretched. "Now, it is time we end this charade..." he muttered, summoning another Dark Corridor over Ananta, sending her elsewhere. He kept it open long enough to follow, leaving behind Xindai.

Meteora began to work in full power, accelerating towards the tower. The terrain broke in larger chunks and flew upwards toward the giant mass, adding to its strength. It was nearing the tower, threatening to break it apart.

Lucrix and Ananta arrived in Between and Betwixt, alone. Lucrix closed off the Dark Corridor, but he knew Xindai was able to follow if he chose. However, Lucrix doubted that Xindai physically could. "It is over," Lucrix said, putting each arm into sleeves. "In a few seconds, the Reality Marble will be shattered and Xindai will cease to be." Lucrix turned away and walked further from Ananta.

 

The bleeding had to stop, or at least slow down, and it had to happen right at that moment. Gexln concentrated for a brief moment and released a pulse of dark energy, knocking the wielders around him onto their backs. Quickly, he took his scarf off from around his neck, and tied it very tightly around his stomach. It wouldn't prevent the blood from seeping out completely, but it would slow it down a lot. "Not planning on dying anytime soon, so don't worry about me. Focus on the battle" Gexln responded to Xero's calls. He then heard a whistling sound come from behind him. It was made from an axe, cutting through the air. Spinning around, Gexln blocked the axe with both of his weapons, but found his knees weakening a little found the force behind the strike.

Gexln eyed this new opponent carefully. He didn't seem like anything spectacular, that much was certain, but his strike had certainly had a bit more force behind it than most of the other projections he had encountered. With a mighty heave, Gexln pushed back the axe and went for a double stabbing motion at the enemy, but to his surprise the axeman parried the strikes by swinging his axe around like a large pendulum, and then followed up with his own attack. The Nobody of the Dark leaped back a little, avoiding the attack narrowly. "Stubborn aren't you? Shame you're going to die here" Gexln commented, going in again for another attack.


Juliet stopped still in shock as her weapon seemed to miss. She wasn't sure if Valinton had moved out of the way, or she had just plain missed her attack due to all the smoke, but one thing was certain; Valinton had just stepped up his game. Where the humanesque warrior had once stood, a mighty dragon now hovered above the ground, it's huge wings sending gusts of wind in Juliet's general direction. Whilst it was somewhat intimidating, Juliet couldn't help but show a sly grin for two reasons, both being fairly simple. The first was that she was now in for a tough fight, which meant a challenge, and the second was she had an idea of just how she was going to come out on top. Juliet didn't know much about dragons, but she knew something very well about flying enemies in general; when grounded they generally don't perform as well.

Raising her keyblade, Juliet pointed it in Valinton's direction as a great light began appearing around her the weapon. "Bigger they are, the harder they fall" she said simply, still maintaining that sly yet mischievous grin. From her keyblade came a small beam of light, flying towards Valinton's left wing. The beam was similar in appearance to that of one used to seal keyholes, but much more powerful. If it hit, it would create a small explosion that would likely sear the great dragon's wing and make flying much more difficult for him.


Caleb arrived back in the Keyblade Graveyard. He had come back to finish what he had begun earlier, before he had gone after Enox and Ananta. Satsujin, his comrade and friend, was injured extremely badly. From where Caleb was in the air on his glider, he could see that nobody had tried to help him. Making great haste, the swordsman rushed on his keyblade glider towards Satsujin and landed beside him, before pondering what his next step should be.​

 

Beuce saw Karina was walking up to him with a pissed look on her face. He'd had plenty of practice dodging those punches. Enough had come at him...Right as he was about to dodge, Rienzel was called away, leaving Beuce to fend for himself. "Wait what?! Rienzel i don't know how to do this without you! HOW DO MOVE!" That was all he was able to get out before a punch connected to his jaw. Pain shot through his entire head as he flew back a couple feet. Thank god for unrealistic durability of RP and anime characters, or that likely would've broken most of his face.

He stood up, rubbing his jaw. Looking at Karina's reunion with her children and brother, a slight smile came across his face. It was touching. She was always so depressed, but right now she was happy. This war was coming to a close quickly. The darkness was receding. He could tell the illusion castle was just about done. He turned, dismissing his keyblade, and walked away from the family without another word. He wasn't a part of it. Not really. He could see a familiar dark haired Shirou duplicate helping someone who was surprisingly not dead. "Hey, you need some help there?" ​

 

Being whisked away, the look of surprise on her face was not washed away. She floated there, in Betwixt and Between, trying to process all that had just happened. Taking a deep breath, she moved around and listened to Lucrix talk as he walked. Moving to her feet, she adjusted herself and soon started to follow behind him. Her movements were sluggish and rather labored. Reaching forward, she tried to grab Lucrix's arm, wanting answers. "Why...are we here...?" she asked him, finally. The area was not a good place for her and she was not happy with being here. However, she was stuck so long as she was here. "Take me out of here..." she asked.

Natana scoffed at Karina. "They're just kids, why the heck would I hurt them?" she crossed her arms. She walked towards Karina, stopped at Beuce. She leaned towards him, a sly grin on her face. "Of course, this man needs to be dead, seeing as he did kill that boys' father..." she nodded towards Anta. Her nails grazed Beuce's cheek and left small scratches as she dragged her fingers away. Walking away, she glared at the reality marble. "I guess my time is almost up..." she muttered to herself.

Anta shook his head when Karina asked him the question. "N-No, I've been super nice to her, why would I hurt a pretty little hair on her beautiful head?" he commented, looking at her and blushing just a bit. He listened to Natana make a comment and frowned at it. It was true, Beuce did kill Anta's father...and he wasn't going to just let him go for doing so. "Dawn...Dusk...that man killed my father...he needs to die." he let go of Dawn's hand and summoned his keyblade. Rushing towards Beuce, he made another comment. "My name is Anta, you killed my father, NOW DIE!" he screamed.

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"Do you wish to die?" He asked, stopping and glancing at her as she grabbed his arm. The shell he wore was thick and heavy and Ananta would easily feel a high-level gravity spell coated upon his person. "It would be a waste to have you caught in the crossfire. Should you have paid more attention, there was a build up of magical energy in the air. You would be as good as gone, much like Xindai will be. Would you like to orphan your child?" Lucrix did not bother removing his arm from her grasp, there was no need. "We shall leave here soon, so do not be rash. I am looking for a particular place to open a new corridor..." He concluded, continuing his walk. Whether Ananta would let go or be dragged along was truly none of his concern.

 

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Valinton was able to fly away from the beam of light. He then deeply inhaled and when he exhaled a giant flame thrower of dark firaga shot out of his mouth. He created a wall of black fire all around Juliet as he did, preventing her from escaping. He then landed in front of the girl and roared once again as he then attempted to snap at her with his jaws.

 

Caleb sighed. His friend was critically injured and dying. He needed someone with good knowledge on healing, someone that could take the situation as seriously as it required, someone that would keep a level head under pressure. Someone that wasn't Beuce. He needed urgent help, but in his mind Beuce could only make things worse. "No offence Beuce, but I need someone that is sane to help. Preferably someone that doesn't talk to strange voices nobody else can hear" he said. He wasn't trying to be rude, he was being honest and trying to keep his friend alive.


Juliet looked around in both surprise and panic as the dark flames circled around her. The wall seemed too thick to simply jump through, and reflect probably wouldn't hold out long enough to avoid the burns. The only solution left was to face the beast head on, something she had intended on doing anyway. As the mighty dragon lunged forward with his razor sharp fangs, Juliet had only a split second to decide what to do. She wasn't sure how, but in her head she swore she could hear a small man yelling at her to jump onto the hydra's back. "This thing isn't a hydra.." she said.
"Get up on the hydra's back!"
Juliet jumped up into the air.
"Get up on the hydra's back!"
"This thing isn't a damn hydra" she said, as she began her descent, angling herself towards Valinton's back.
"Get up on the hydra's back!"
"IT ISN'T A DAMN HYDRA YOU STUPID IDIOT" Juliet yelled out. She landed on the hydra dragon's back and began running up his neck, towards his head. As she got towards the head, she swinged her keyblade with a huge effort, channeling her frustration through the attack.
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Letting go of his arm, she followed behind silently. "Anta would not be orphaned, he has his father left if something were to happen to me. He also has his friends..." she spoke, lowly. In her mind, she was processing everything. How would she do anything here? And wherever they were going, she was going to be quite far away from it all. Deep down, she was worried sick for her son and could not believe she even sent him to this war in the first place. Looking at herself, she noticed her armor was not as saturated as it was before. In fact, it was looking rather lackluster and did not seem all too much as beautiful as it was once before. "Where are we going? Or at least, where are you going?" she asked Lucrix. She was shaking from how scared she was. She wasn't this scared since quite a long time ago. At the very least, sixteen years. Sixteen years ago, was possibly the scariest moment of her rather calm life. What instantly came to mind, at least, was that day. Either way, she was shaking and could not stand shaking.

 

Valinton looked around for a bit after he had missed biting at Juliet. He suddenly felt something land on his back and soon realized it was the girl. He then frantically tried knocking her off by turning and shaking his body but to no avail. Soon Valinton felt Juliet slam her Keyblade into his head and was taken aback by how much it actually hurt as his head flung to the side.
Valinton then soon flew high into the air with Juliet still on his back and turned his body to where his back was facing the ground. He then let himself fall out of the air in attempt to crush the girl underneath him as he landed on the ground, leaving a crater in the ground as he reenteted within the fire walls.

 

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Kross had done enough of exploring, he couldn't find anything of value in this place though he had not been here for so long. He stopped in his brisk pace and stared at the sky."The RDRC is doing well, there are only the common variety in this place now, I should get going, the worlds are crying out again."He said, gripping the handle of his keyblade and tossed it casually in the air, his faithful glider flew to him. He mounted it and gripped the handles, his keyblade armor coming on."Let's do this."He said, his helmet covering his face before he launched off into a portal of light, the portal vanishing in a flash.

 

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Lucrix remained silent for a long stretch of time before coming to a stop. He turned to Ananta, his gaze visible from the shadows of his cowl-and-collar. Those eyes, cherry pink with a daunting, baleful glow; the kind of shine that can only be cast by the undesirable truths of the worlds. "War... in war there are casualties. In war, death is unavoidable. Faith can only get you so far, but it can never shield you from the truth... are you going to risk everything? Are you going to gamble away everything, placing all your chips on faith? Hope? Martyrdom is what you seek, I believe... but in the end, only pain exists. Hatred rises from pain. Another adventure, another war, another death... Truly you are not ignorant of this truth?" The Nobody asked her, his gaze never leaving; his eyes never blinking.

"I truly believe that you're a damnable fool if you think everyone is going to survive this war. If they do, there will be scars that they can never recover from; in the end, they will be dead on the inside and will become just another Nobody." He concluded, eyes narrowing with rage and sorrow; nothing but memories of his past swirled within his mind, the memory of his Heart stirring the emptiness of his heartless shell.

 

"The truth...?" she questioned. The only thing she knew of this war was that it would end. It would end horribly and many would lose their lives while a few survived and would live to tell the tale. Then, they too would die and the tale would soon become a story or even a myth. Perhaps, the story would come to repeat itself. Whatever the case, Ananta couldn't help but feel like she should agree with Lucrix. "I am sorry...but I do not believe you have told me your name. If you have, it has slipped my mind. I feel like two people, no matter if they are enemy or friend, should at least know the name of the person they are talking to. My name is Ananta." she spoke to him. Time had passed long enough for her to calm down and regain some energy, but she needed to leave this place if she wanted to regain the crystalline energy she had spent to travel to this war. "I never said everyone would survive, either. I know some are going to die or have already died. I may even die." she nodded at that. "But, I know I do not want to go through this war without at least trying to not die. My son got that from me, I suppose, seeing as he was beaten pretty badly last I saw of him." she chuckled.

 

As Valinton swung his huge dragon head to try to shake Juliet off, she went flying backwards. Instinctively, the girl held her keyblade in front of her, raised it above her head, and then plunged it down into the mighty beast's back. There she hung, all through his turning upside down, until Valinton suddenly dropped out of the sky and began hurtling toward the ground. The girl looked over her shoulder and nearly screamed. Underneath the weight of a dragon, at that speed, the impact could possibly kill her. "REFLEGA!" she yelled out, causing a barrier to appear around her right as she collided with the ground. The barrier by no means prevented her harm, but it took enough of the impact so that she survived. With that solution came a new problem, however, as Juliet tried to get up. She may have survived Valinton's attempts to crush her, but now she was stuck underneath the weight of the dragon.


Gexln stepped back a moment as his weapons ricocheted off the warrior's axe. He was skilled with his axe, and much, much faster than he looked. Wiping a bead of sweat off his face now, and breathing heavily, the darkness wielder decided to try a different approach. Feinting to his left first, the axe wielder attempted to block the strike that didn't come, and it was at that moment Gexln advanced on him, rushing forward. His assault was met with an axe swing aimed at his head, but a simple duck avoided that. Gexln dropped both blades at his feet now and placed both his hands right where his opponent's chest would be. A slight grin appeared on his face; he could tell the fight with this one was over. Channelling as much energy as he could muster into his arms, Gexln began a furious barrage of dark firagas, much in the same manner his projection had to Xero. Within moments, the spot where his previous opponent had stood was nothing but a pile of ash, and smoke rising from it. Immediately after that though, Gexln's strength failed him, and he collapsed there, right nearby Xero, whom he watched as he lost consciousness, hoping he had done what he could to protect her. ​

 

The marks drained off his body all into the black mass above him. His wings faded, all the was left was the glow of power around him. If this combination failed, it was over. But this was the attack which slew his other, the nobody of the world. He wouldn't let I's memory be spurned by allowing Xindai to survive it. No, he would fell the armies of the dark creator here and now, with this one attack. It wouldn't fail. The enormous black orb grew and grew, gradually becoming engulfed in a black fire. Together with Xero, he initiated that which would shatter this false land they were in.

O dark harbinger of end
Life from body i shall rend
Almighty fire which sears the land
I cast you down from my hand
Rain forth from the heavens
Star of the night, My greatest weapon
Black Sun.

He gathered together all the force and power in his body, and willed it up into a single mass. The orb was now finally complete. In one final sweeping motion, he hurled it forward into the center of the army. At first the orb seemed to contract and become smaller, but that was shortly counteracted by an explosion like no other. The land, soldiers, even the sky itself broke under the might of the Black Sun as it rapidly expanded and engulfed the dark armies. The shockwave from such an explosion knocked those who were yet to be drawn into it to the ground with ease, only to have fate catch up to them a mere moment later. An army which once brought the world to it's knees fell before the heartless of the world. R felt nothing. No remorse or sorrow, nor rage or hate. He only watched. Watched as the mind of The Dark Creator burned before him.


Beuce was about to slap his No-son-of-his silly for making that reference at all, let alone twice, and getting it wrong both times! I mean really! Amatuers! However, he was stumbled by a sudden shockwave. Even at this distance the impact from the explosion was enough to knock him off balance. He looked in the direction of the reality marble and knew it was over for Xindai. "Well that's one less thing i've got to worry about. I was busy keeping him out of my head by thinking nothing but the Nyan Cat song over and over. Like really, why would you even make a ten hour version of that?" In any case, he snatched the crystal off Anta's neck with a swift motion and brought it over to the unconscious assassin. Even if he was already dead, which was very possible, this thing had brough the dead back before.

Not having the slightest clue how this thing worked, he began poking him in the cheek with it. Then he had an idea. Comparing the size of the crystal to the nearest opening once or twice, he inserted the gem into Satsujin's nose. He stood and dusted himself off as the crystal worked its magic. It probably would've worked with nothing more than contact, but this was Beuce. That was way too easy and not nearly hilarious enough.​