Heartless are creatures without Hearts.
Nobodies are creatures without Emotion.
Enter the Soulless- beasts without Souls.
Nobodies are creatures without Emotion.
Enter the Soulless- beasts without Souls.
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The years roll by; as time does not stand still. Sora grew up to be a stunning young man, married Kairi (Riku was his best man), and died eventually, his name going down in history in many a world as their savior. The Organization has been long since destroyed. It's been long since Ariel was queen of Atlantica, since Beast's and Belle's son became the king of the castle, since Wonderland was... well, nothing really changed in Wonderland, everything's screwy there. There has been relative peace for a long time, the occasional Heartless here and there, nothing that would cause a panic. Until now. Two hundred and some odd years from the moment Xemnas was defeated.
At first, people thought the Heartless had mutated. They sure looked like Heartless. They reacted to violence like Heartless. But they weren't Heartless. They consumed people, not their hearts, creating a new one of them in the process. When one entered a room, the occupants seemed to all express the same emotion at once. The worlds knew how to fight the Heartless, but this was different. Ansem's successor, Mitsis the Wise, researched the new breed of creature then hurriedly sent out her report. The ten page-long report described a creature she called 'The Soulless'. She had discovered what they were, how to destroy them, to keep them from spreading, to protect worlds from collapsing to their power as they had to the Heartless long ago. Unfortunately only the cover of the report made it to the current King of Disney Castle. It read simply as thus:
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Urgent! Deliver to King Mickey the Third Immediately! The following document contains critical information on the Soulless.
~Mitsis the Wise
Of course the new King felt he needed to jump into action. A spitting image of his great-great-grandfather, he summoned the Keyblade to him and opened the paths to the worlds. To hunt out the Keybearer to solve the problem once more was his mission. Leaving Queen Cwen, his bride, behind, he traveled to Traverse Town to aid the worlds and find the rest of Mitsis' report.
Unfortunately, the Soulless had been organizing as well. Black, freakish creatures with what appeared to be red scarring in their flesh seemed to be the lower-level specie, as they were not as powerful as the creatures that created the Endless Plain. A strange, bizarre world to which the Soulless began to flock. The more humaniod they appeared, the stronger they were, until it was impossible to tell a Soulless from a creature born naturally into a world. Except when placed in the same room as 'normal' creatures. The Society has formed, a group of Soulless of great power, each reflecting a different emotion and power. Fear has gripped the connected worlds and some are searching for ways to close their homes from the menace. To stop what horrors wait for the Worlds, a new Keybearer must rise with new friends. Is the new generation up for the challenge? Or has blood finally run thin?
The Cast:
The Good:
Ralwin- The Guiding Light {Anderan}
Zaft- The Keybearer of Light {Yami Kilmore}
Kenta- The Illusionist {Rambert}
Exile- The Burning Vengeance {Exilewing}
Tyro- The Guardian of the Mestari's souls {Tyro}
Tsarin- The White Rook {Kita-go-nyaa}
The Neutral:
Ranakia- The Embodiment of Survival {Tigeress}
Ryu- The Survivor of Darkness {Oblivian}
Mezzo- The Conductor of Sanity {Anderan}
Kuxri- The Blade Storm {FatalFrost}
The Society:
Xikta- The Hateful Sorceress {Kita-go-nyaa}
Xavier- The Shadowed Assassin {Oblivian}
Zelxin- The Depressed Demon {Hirochi-Zangus}
Zorga- The Desiring Deviant {Culex}
The Bad:
Milly- The Darkened Memory {Tigeress}
Unknown- The Greatest of Shadows {Smeagle the Great}
Minor Characters {Done By Kita-go-nyaa}
King Mickey the Third
Queen Cwen {Disney Castle}
Mitsis the Wise
Hades
Olympian Pantheon
Ioa- Captain of the Guard {Traverse Town}
The Good:
Ralwin- The Guiding Light {Anderan}
Zaft- The Keybearer of Light {Yami Kilmore}
Kenta- The Illusionist {Rambert}
Exile- The Burning Vengeance {Exilewing}
Tyro- The Guardian of the Mestari's souls {Tyro}
Tsarin- The White Rook {Kita-go-nyaa}
The Neutral:
Ranakia- The Embodiment of Survival {Tigeress}
Ryu- The Survivor of Darkness {Oblivian}
Mezzo- The Conductor of Sanity {Anderan}
Kuxri- The Blade Storm {FatalFrost}
The Society:
Xikta- The Hateful Sorceress {Kita-go-nyaa}
Xavier- The Shadowed Assassin {Oblivian}
Zelxin- The Depressed Demon {Hirochi-Zangus}
Zorga- The Desiring Deviant {Culex}
The Bad:
Milly- The Darkened Memory {Tigeress}
Unknown- The Greatest of Shadows {Smeagle the Great}
Minor Characters {Done By Kita-go-nyaa}
King Mickey the Third
Queen Cwen {Disney Castle}
Mitsis the Wise
Hades
Olympian Pantheon
Ioa- Captain of the Guard {Traverse Town}
The New Worlds
- Deviant's Playground {Loosely based on the website Deviantart}
Rapture {Bioshock}
The USG Isshimura {Dead Space}
New Gotham {Batman}
Montressor's Space Port {Treasure Planet}
The Endless Plains {A fragmented world created by the Soulless}
Kingdom of Games {A world based on a chess board}
Elenia {A destroyed world of darkness}
New York City {A Bustling Metropolis- Gargoyles}
Vanadiel- {A war-ridden World}
Baron- {A consumed Medieval World}
The First Post:
The sweet smell of baking goods punctured the warm, welcoming air of Traverse Town. As the intersection of Worlds, Traverse Town played host to many a creature from all walks of life. Many refugees from worlds plagued by the strange, malicious creatures with deep red scars strew across their flesh, came here to seek shelter. This World was well protected by and hero, many of whom had survived their own World's destruction. Still more simply flocked to the World in fear that their own home may be next to suffer great tragedy. The air felt tense each time a Heartless appeared in the Second and Third Districts-- as each time it was believed it could be a chance that the terrible new creatures had finally come to invade-- and relief swept through the same areas when it was destroyed by one of the many guards that had been selected by a younger female warrior. The dark-haired female had hailed from the Olympus Coliseum under orders from Ares to man the World and prepare for war. The god had always enjoyed war-making and this was a perfect chance to show his skill, although he could not be certain that he would join the fighting himself.
Ioa was not a remarkable young woman, although she could wield a sword with ease. All of the remarkable fighters from the Coliseum were sent to Worlds in great peril- such as Agrabah, which had been recently attacked by the monstrous menace. Her only task was to prepare Traverse Town and put down any would-be attackers before they numbered too greatly. And numbered greatly, they did. The monsters-- what the King of Disney Castle spread as 'the Soulless'-- multiplied so rapidly once they took hold that it was impossible to slow them down if they slaughtered at least ten people- but not just people were a threat in this way. The Soulless ate Heartless and Nobodies that still roamed about from the darkness in people's hearts. They even ate each other indiscriminately, only to create new, more powerful creatures. And what was worse, a new World had appeared on the outskirts of the furthest World from Traverse Town-- which lay in the center of all the Worlds-- a place called the 'Endless Plains'. Although they just appeared to be a cluster of misshapen asteroids, this World was teeming with Soulless to the point where it was impossible to tell whether they were being spawned from there or if they all were compelled to gather at this location.
A small mouse-like creature stood at the front gates of Traverse Town, watching the new arrivals come in. He was garbed in a white robe with red accents along the shoulders and down the front. No amount of disguising could mask his large round ears-- a trait he inherited from his great-great-grandfather. A dark-haired woman with pale complexion and a broadsword clipped to her side stood next to him, dwarfing the regal-looking character in comparison.
"They've just come from Twilight Town. They've fled in fear. Nobodies have always been drawn there, I can see why they came here." She remarked to the diminutive creature.
"I see too. We must find the Keybearer."
"Can't you do it, My Lord?" Ioa questioned.
"My task is to locate the Keybearer so they may fulfill their destiny. Besides, Cwen would have a fit." The mouse smiled up at Ioa.
"Ah, yes, the wife... I'm sure she would prefer you to come home safely... I hope we find our Key soon. Traverse Town won't be able to house too many more people."
"And the Society will be acting up soon... they've been quiet for too long. Their leader must be planning something." The mouse remarked, pulling up a hood to head out on his way.
"Maybe their leader got eaten by one of their own." Ioa scoffed, though she knew this would not be true. Once more the mouse flashed a smile at the young guard.
"Take care. Be sure to keep an eye out for the Keybearer." He waved and headed off to a small personal Gummi ship just outside the front gates. Ioa sighed, turning to the cluster of refugees.
"Alright! To the Second District with you! No loitering! Those with weapons report to me!"
On the other end of the Universe, a dark storm was forming. The Lady Xikta was not pleased with the resistance being put up in Agrabah. "The Worlds don't usually band together in this fashion... perhaps it is just Ares causing the ruckus. I will have a word with Hades." She mused, watching warriors from the Coliseum and Agrabah fight off Soulless through a large mirror hanging on the bleak wall of her chambers. The room she had built for herself was a large audience hall that she could morph to her own will. She could only do this by fusing Soulless she had created on her own into the stone walls, but it suited her liking. "I believed the Pantheon wouldn't interfere too much, but it appears I misjudged them. Perhaps we should re-think our tactics." She placed her fingertips on the glass and the image of an elder palace guard being torn apart by frantic Soulless faded into a mask-like face. "Mirror, Mirror, on the wall... which shall be the next World to fall?" She purred, stroking the glass with a strange affection not common to her disposition. She had found the mirror in another world after leaving the Deviant's Playground, where she was created. Mitsis- once someone she called a 'friend' had taught her how to use its power and explained that its origin dated back over two hundred years to an old, jealous queen. Xikta had always felt a connection to old jealous queens who lusted for power and thusly felt a strong connection to the magic mirror.
"The next to fall, it's true, is Wonderland you will undo." The Mask within the mirror replied.
"You're so clever, little mirror." She cooed affectionately. "Let us summon the underlings to my side and see what they've accomplished today."
The sweet smell of baking goods punctured the warm, welcoming air of Traverse Town. As the intersection of Worlds, Traverse Town played host to many a creature from all walks of life. Many refugees from worlds plagued by the strange, malicious creatures with deep red scars strew across their flesh, came here to seek shelter. This World was well protected by and hero, many of whom had survived their own World's destruction. Still more simply flocked to the World in fear that their own home may be next to suffer great tragedy. The air felt tense each time a Heartless appeared in the Second and Third Districts-- as each time it was believed it could be a chance that the terrible new creatures had finally come to invade-- and relief swept through the same areas when it was destroyed by one of the many guards that had been selected by a younger female warrior. The dark-haired female had hailed from the Olympus Coliseum under orders from Ares to man the World and prepare for war. The god had always enjoyed war-making and this was a perfect chance to show his skill, although he could not be certain that he would join the fighting himself.
Ioa was not a remarkable young woman, although she could wield a sword with ease. All of the remarkable fighters from the Coliseum were sent to Worlds in great peril- such as Agrabah, which had been recently attacked by the monstrous menace. Her only task was to prepare Traverse Town and put down any would-be attackers before they numbered too greatly. And numbered greatly, they did. The monsters-- what the King of Disney Castle spread as 'the Soulless'-- multiplied so rapidly once they took hold that it was impossible to slow them down if they slaughtered at least ten people- but not just people were a threat in this way. The Soulless ate Heartless and Nobodies that still roamed about from the darkness in people's hearts. They even ate each other indiscriminately, only to create new, more powerful creatures. And what was worse, a new World had appeared on the outskirts of the furthest World from Traverse Town-- which lay in the center of all the Worlds-- a place called the 'Endless Plains'. Although they just appeared to be a cluster of misshapen asteroids, this World was teeming with Soulless to the point where it was impossible to tell whether they were being spawned from there or if they all were compelled to gather at this location.
A small mouse-like creature stood at the front gates of Traverse Town, watching the new arrivals come in. He was garbed in a white robe with red accents along the shoulders and down the front. No amount of disguising could mask his large round ears-- a trait he inherited from his great-great-grandfather. A dark-haired woman with pale complexion and a broadsword clipped to her side stood next to him, dwarfing the regal-looking character in comparison.
"They've just come from Twilight Town. They've fled in fear. Nobodies have always been drawn there, I can see why they came here." She remarked to the diminutive creature.
"I see too. We must find the Keybearer."
"Can't you do it, My Lord?" Ioa questioned.
"My task is to locate the Keybearer so they may fulfill their destiny. Besides, Cwen would have a fit." The mouse smiled up at Ioa.
"Ah, yes, the wife... I'm sure she would prefer you to come home safely... I hope we find our Key soon. Traverse Town won't be able to house too many more people."
"And the Society will be acting up soon... they've been quiet for too long. Their leader must be planning something." The mouse remarked, pulling up a hood to head out on his way.
"Maybe their leader got eaten by one of their own." Ioa scoffed, though she knew this would not be true. Once more the mouse flashed a smile at the young guard.
"Take care. Be sure to keep an eye out for the Keybearer." He waved and headed off to a small personal Gummi ship just outside the front gates. Ioa sighed, turning to the cluster of refugees.
"Alright! To the Second District with you! No loitering! Those with weapons report to me!"
On the other end of the Universe, a dark storm was forming. The Lady Xikta was not pleased with the resistance being put up in Agrabah. "The Worlds don't usually band together in this fashion... perhaps it is just Ares causing the ruckus. I will have a word with Hades." She mused, watching warriors from the Coliseum and Agrabah fight off Soulless through a large mirror hanging on the bleak wall of her chambers. The room she had built for herself was a large audience hall that she could morph to her own will. She could only do this by fusing Soulless she had created on her own into the stone walls, but it suited her liking. "I believed the Pantheon wouldn't interfere too much, but it appears I misjudged them. Perhaps we should re-think our tactics." She placed her fingertips on the glass and the image of an elder palace guard being torn apart by frantic Soulless faded into a mask-like face. "Mirror, Mirror, on the wall... which shall be the next World to fall?" She purred, stroking the glass with a strange affection not common to her disposition. She had found the mirror in another world after leaving the Deviant's Playground, where she was created. Mitsis- once someone she called a 'friend' had taught her how to use its power and explained that its origin dated back over two hundred years to an old, jealous queen. Xikta had always felt a connection to old jealous queens who lusted for power and thusly felt a strong connection to the magic mirror.
"The next to fall, it's true, is Wonderland you will undo." The Mask within the mirror replied.
"You're so clever, little mirror." She cooed affectionately. "Let us summon the underlings to my side and see what they've accomplished today."
