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Master's Report: Final entry Y'know, I'm really going to miss doing this. I'll be sure to continue this in the future, when I'm not a heart in a box and I actually have hands again. Destiny, its a funny thing. No I mean really, thinking that you're in control of where you are going when its already been pre decided is hilariously delusional. Destiny, its a funny thing. So its done then, I have done my best to make sure everything happens as the book described. I've heard their snickers and snarly remarks, “Oh the Master, he's so wacky, he is so chilled out, he doesn't seem to care.” I've wanted to let them know that this is all happening according to my design and that its actually already happened, but I've been silently laughing to myself about it, so there's a minor victory. Destiny, its a funny thing Oh and speaking of victory, I have given the key to the kid and told him about his “role”. You should have seen the look on his face when I gave him the keyblade and only told him it had an eye in it after he was already holding it. As I thought though, he quickly grasped what its purpose is, he knows what he needs to do and he also understands that its already been written, he's already fulfilled his role and the war hasn't even started yet. Destiny, its a funny thing. And with all that my homework is done, its time for me to make myself scarce and set these wheels turning. Shame I won't get to see the madness of the keyblade war, but hey, there's always next time. Oh and don't worry, I told him about the whole meteor shower thing. Once his apprentice unlocks the door to other Worlds, the boundaries between them will break and crash down. I've told him to make sure they are somewhere there won't be so much collateral damage, an island perhaps? Destiny, its a funny thing. ~ The Master ~~~~~ “Destiny. It's a funny thing.” The man in the black hooded robes thought to himself. His name was Luxu and this was his role. Take the keyblade with him, make sure it is passed down, a journey which led him here, where there were no shortage of skilled wielders. Either way he had to be here. It was his destiny. “Luxu!” A young girl's voice he recognised shouted and a bright coloured keyblade swooped past his hood as he sidestepped from harm's way. Turning to face her “Ava! Do you see? This! This is the Master's will!” He shouted back and raised his own keyblade in preparation to battle. Ava recognised the distinct keyblade. The stark contrast of the darkness inside it to hers which materialised from the light within her own heart and illuminated with warm colours to reflect that. “Y-you're the traitor! Where is the master?!” She was angrier at him now than she had ever been. Her tone didn't match her soft pink robes. She didn't give him time to answer before she struck at him again. The two exchanged clashes, fitting in with the countless armoured soldiers all around them who were all doing the same. The sound of metal blades striking each other filled the air. Ava and Luxu continued their battle among the screams and flashes of colour as magic shots of fire and ice dashed around, scorching some soldiers, freezing others in spot until their enemies shattered them with a follow up hit. Blocking Luxu's retaliating strike, the two were locked in place. “I have to do this! If you believe in our master you would let me!” Luxu shouted, the two of them grunting as they tried to force the other to lose balance. “But you're risking everything in the process!” Ava shouted. There was a plea in her voice now. Maybe it wasn't too late. Maybe she could change the future. But destiny cannot be changed. The blast from the X-blade shattering was like an earthquake, with the destructive blast radius of a large bomb. The light expanded like an orb, it tore through everyone in its path, shutting off their hearts instantly. And as the blades and their owners fell, as the light encompassed them, so too did Ava. The last of the foretellers was dead. Luxu stood before the chaos. The last few armoured keyblade wielders were still clashing away with their massive key shaped weapons. The sound as the metal clanged, the swishing with every swing, it was a familiar sight and sound to Luxu. The warriors were locked in their duels despite the carnage as the shock-wave took out each and every one of them, tearing through their armour, leaving them and their blades littered across the barren brown grounds. Then the last remaining keyblade wielders were extinguished like the rest mid combat. Knowing his own destiny was at times a tool Luxu used for his own benefit, knowing fate already determined he would survive this while at others he despised it. This wasn't a game, this was his life and yet here he was, at the fated lands, observing the war just as it was written in the book. After the last keyblade fell with a thud and the clanging of its armour clad owner, there was an eerie quietness and Luxu was now stood under a dark but starry night sky, the bright blue hue radiating from Kingdom Hearts lit up less of the sky as the giant heart shaped moon deconstructed, clouds covering where it once was. He stabbed a dark kayblade into the ground, the blue orb with the strange marking toward the key shaped blade at the end facing forwards at the scene in front of him. His master had told him the importance of this keyblade, the orb was called The Eye, it recorded events it witnessed and wrote them into a mysterious book called the book of prophecies. The grounds were littered with discarded armour, broken and battered keyblades and the mountains. The eye had a good view of the events, the X-blade that materialised and shattered, the summoning of Kingdom Hearts itself and the devastation the keyblade war had left behind. He stood with his hood up, that mysterious box he had been given and told never to open, which he now understood why. And two small children who had also survived. After the war had ended, he had found them asleep just near where he was. Their hearts had been damaged by the blast that erupted from the X-blade but they were alive. “But which one do I choose?” He thought to himself. But he knew the book of prophecies existed already. He hated that book. He hated being a prisoner to his destiny, he could have control over it if he had the book which foretold events yet to transpire. Whatever choices he thought he was making were just illusionary to him. He sensed the light and the dark within people, that's why the master had picked him for this role. And he sensed an equal balance of light and darkness in these two boys respectively. Whether the keyblade would be passed down to the light or the darkness was his choice to make as long as he kept the blade away from them for now. He let go of the hilt and in a flash of dark energy the keyblade vanished. “Come on you two. Let's get you home.” He reached a black glove covered hand out and summoned a portal of darkness, the black and purples coursed through it. He picked up the two young children who were still asleep with one arm and the box he dragged by the handle with his spare hand. “May my heart be my guiding key.” He said to himself as he stepped through into the darkness. And with that the only living things in the area were gone. That land would become the fated place for a war that was still yet to come as per the book of prophecies foretelling. But for now it would be aptly written into history as the keyblade graveyard. ~~~~~~ It was mid morning, although the sun light suggested afternoon as it shone into the room via the massive window, open to allow a small breeze in that made the curtains that laid over them drift but not enough to disrupt the game of light chess being played between the two young boys. A variation of chess where the goal is to get your king in the raised platform in the centre of the board, who has the most strong pieces on the board when they do so wins the game. The light white pieces being moved by a young pre teen boy in a white robe, fair skinned with dark blue shaggy looking hair that matched the colour of his eyes. This gave the other boy the opportune time to bring up the subject. “Have you heard of the ancient keyblade war?” The other boy asked. As he moved one of the black pieces. His skin was more tanned, his grey hair struck out against it as did his distinct golden yellow eye colour. His hair spiked toward the back and the rest neatly hanging around his face. Xehanort was very interested in talking about forbidden subjects, despite Eraqus''s dismissive attitude every time he did. “Yeah. The master's favourite story.” Eraqus sounded like he was starting to get a bit fed up of hearing Zehanort talk about these things. Although he believed them to be true. “So, you know the lost masters then? They are the ones who started the keyblade war.” Xehanort continued to probe, hoping Eraqus would slip up one time. “Never heard of them.” Eraqus replied, but the moment of silence before he did was telling. Besides Xehanort already knew the truth anyway. It frustrated Xehanort that Eraqus always acted ignorant, he was the only person he could talk to about these things he studied so intensely. “...You can drop the facade.” Xehanort said. The two of them moved chess pieces around as they talked, strategically sliding them even during mid sentence. They knew each other's playing style well. Xehanort always was a little more aggressive, trying to take pieces without worrying too much about what comes next, this often would allow Eraqus to make a crucial move at the right moment to beat his opponent. “Well keyblade war or not, the world exists today in a balance of light and dark because of them.” Eraqus said. The boys were almost tied in their game, an equal number of pieces and powers on the board. “But what if it happened again? And this time more darkness is left over?” Xehanort picked up a king piece and moved it forward into a position that would force Eraqus to either lose the game or to call a stalemate. “On that land, shall darkness prevail and light expire. The future... Its already been written.” Xehanort looked over at the door in front of him and then up past the golden frame and up to the plaque above it. The plaque matched the frame of the door in golden colour, seven large keys protruded from the middle at the bottom half, 13 small, sharp looking symbols he didn't quite recognise but knew represented the darkness on the top. In the centre of it all, the master's keyblade which he had heard the master refer to as No Name. The keyblade was still in great condition, its sharp edges and menacing dark glossy finish as menacing looking as ever. Eraqus noticed Xehanort look over at the blade but he remained focused on the game in front of him. Seeing a flaw in Xehanort's move. “Who's to say I can't change it. And maybe light will prevail.” He spoke calm and surely as he moved his king piece to the square Xehanort's had just moved to. Picking it up and moving it off the board as he did so. “There's more to light than meets the eye.” Victorious again in their game, he looked up at Xehanort as intensely as he had at the game board. “You might be surprised.” Xehanort returned the look but with a smirk and cockiness to his voice “Oh I hope so.” The two kings, one of dark and one of light were now in the raised platform facing each other. There were equal numbers of light and dark pieces remaining on the board. ~~~~~~ Ten Years Later ~~~~~~ There were slow and calm crashes as the water folded in on itself, echoed by ripples as it calmly flowed back out to sea. The only other sounds were the slight wind breeze and the squawking of the seagulls that sat atop of the trees that adorned the shining golden sands of the shore of Destiny Islands. The look on the young teenager's face was a vacant one as he watched the waves drifting to and fro from the shoreline, his black boots as close to the water as he could stand without getting them wet. He bit the inside of his bottom lip and his expression changed to one of deep thought, as if he was oblivious to the lush tropical island environment that was around him. For his mind was not on this World, as it often was it was somewhere else that day. The young man looked up from the waves and into the sunset horizon, the clouds furthest away shone more red the closer to the setting sun they were and through the breaks in them a light blue, fading almost to purple as the evening sky began to fade to night. He brought his hand up, brushed some loose strands of his long sliver hair away from his tanned skin, joining the rest of his slick and brushed back hair. "This World is just too small." He said to nobody. He hadn't been aware that his own thoughts had become audible. The sounds he was used to hearing every evening were joined by an unfamiliar one that evening. Shuffling. It sounded like a blanket being dragged slowly across the sands, inching closer to the young man who remained motionless, eyes and mind still focused on the forever fluorescent horizon before him. It was so far away and yet today it felt closer than ever. Although the sound became more apparent to the young man as it grew closer, something was peculiar about it, it wasn't his acquaintances with whom he shared this Island paradise, even entertaining them with the notion they were his friends. For there were no footsteps to be heard. The shuffling stopped as the sound gets next to him next to him. And to his left he could now hear the sound of a robe flapping lightly with the sea breeze. Slowly, looking irritated that his concentration into the endless space was broken, he turns toward the brown robes that stand to his left. The hooded robed figure didn't say anything at first. And more eerie than that, Xehanort could not make out any facial features at all. He looked harder, almost as much concentration as he had shown to the ocean and the sky. Still nothing. Almost as if inside the robes awaited pure darkness, ready to swallow the World whole should it leak out. A deep sounding voice boomed from within the space where a face should be "This World has been connected." No sign of any expressions, its arms, if it even had any remained inside its pockets, and it was hunched over as if the it carried a tremendous weight on its shoulders. "What did you just-" Xehanort wasn't able to finish his question and his usual calm and collected composure was broken for the first time in as far back as he could remember. "Tied to the darkness. Soon to be completely eclipsed." The robed figure continued on. Xehanort had spent years researching the light and the dark the made up this World and the many others that he was certain must of existed beyond his own. Perhaps this being had come from one of them. He had felt the shift as his tranquil home had slowly been infested with darkness. It seemed to pour from that mysterious cave on the raised ledge just behind where he stood now, next to the crashing waterfall with its crisp and clean water. The cave that the Islanders sometimes dared each other to go into. Even Lightning, the bravest of the children on the island had not explored deep enough in there to find what was at the end. But Xehanort had. His expression returned to a more calm one, if this being was to attack him, it surely would have done so already. And the times he had spent training for battle with the other young people on the island made him a competent fighter anyway. "The door in that cave." He said, half asking, but half making a statement that he knew what the mysterious figure was talking about. He could feel the gaze of his eyes meeting another's even though no eyes looked back at him. "Perceptive. You have realised that door is no ordinary door." The figure's tone was calm but cunning. And he was right, that door was far from ordinary. It didn't belong in an otherwise empty cave that otherwise only contained growing fungi and mushrooms and rocks. It didn't belong in this World. The yellow markings that swirled on the perimeter, just before the edges of the frame. The door was wooden but no matter what Xehanort had tried he couldn't break or open it. "It can lead you to other Worlds." The figure continued. They both turned toward the horizon together. Xehanort took a breathe and steadied himself before he replied "Why are you telling me this?" he asked, "Your destiny." the figure spoke back. "It lies far beyond this World, it lies far beyond even many others." It knew that Xehanort's curiosity would easily earn his trust. Xehanort smiled, a small laugh to himself which he kept inside. "Hm. My destiny is my own to create." He dismissed the figure now. Who was he to tell Xehanort what his destiny was? No one has control over that. "But destiny is never left to chance." The voice was starting to become familiar to Xehanort now. "Did you come from another World? Who are you anyway?" Xehanort turned towards the figure again. The brown robes shuffled around to meet his look. Slowly it pulled one arm out and held a limbless figure of an arm out toward Xehanort. The darkness swallowed Xehanort as it rushed out of the robes, it filled him and rushed through his body. Through his feet, all the way to his head, he struggled to breathe, it was like poison that filled him until he couldn't see as it made its way through his head and eyes. And then he could see. Images of what was to come raced through his mind. Faces he didn't recognise, was yet to meet. And fantastical landscapes and Worlds. Figures in black robes that at once were familiar and yet strangers to him. Three armoured warriors, one noticeably shorter with those ancient weapons that the Master had told him about the key shaped blades, just like the one that was back at his home one the wall in the Islands minus the insignia of the eye the blade without a name had. And then the darkness took over his mind and that was all he saw. When Xehanort next awoke it was another tropical and sunny day on the Destiny Islands. The same beautiful sounds filled the air, the same horizon that teased a World beyond this one to Xehanort. It took a moment for his even his golden yellow eyes to adjust to the light. But he knew what he had to do today as soon as he was himself again. "Thirteen seekers of darkness...." He turned toward to cave, the sand crunched beneath his boots as he walked toward it, up the shore, leaving behind the beaut of the island as he stepped further toward it. The sound of the waves were quiet now, louder was the breeze rushing in to the cave, Xehanort pushed aside some vines that he had placed over the top of the entrance to obscure it from the others. And then he ducked down and entered the cave. As he walked down the winding path, small insects curried away from where his next step would be. The scratching of them as they scattered up the walls was the only sound. "All World begin in darkness." He said to himself in thought as he walked further down the creepy path. "And all so end. The heart is no different. Darkness sprouts within it. It grows, consumes it. Such is its nature." Xehanort was now stood in front of the mysterious wooden door. Himself and the other small lizards were the only beings. No sign of the robed figure. Xehanort held his arm out, made a half fist and in a flash of darkness, he summoned the No Name keyblade. Now rightfully his, no longer belonging to his master. "In the end, every heart returns to the darkness whence it came!" He swung the tip of the blade toward the door and a light beamed out from it, it connected with the door. And both Xehanort and the door and the blade glowed a bright gold hue. Then he was gone. And the door remained exactly as it was before. Back at home, Luxu looked up at the wall and at the blank white where the No Name keyblade had once been. Finally his role was over, now it was up to Xehanort to take the keyblade of darkness, it belonged to whoever was the strongest ally of the darkness, it sensed it within them and was drawn to it, like a moth to a bright light. The gathering of the thirteen had begun and with that, the master's return and the second keyblade war was set to happen. That night, there was a meteor shower. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I'm a little concerned that their post said "Coming soon" and not "Coming 2018"

I would have thought so. I also remember that, it was awesome.

Chapter 2: We Are One A young lioness cub with tanned fur and striking yellow eyes with orange iris was laying in the grass, her front paws out and the rest of her body close to the ground as she stalks the butterfly in front of her which was resting on a rock. “The mighty hinter has cornered her prey.” She said quietly to herself. And then she leapt forward out of the grass and toward the rock. But the butterfly fluttered away. Looking up from the rock she was perched onto, she sees a vast but almost seemingly lifeless brown and rocky landscape in front of her “Woah, the outlands.” She said. “Wander what's out there?...” Looking behind her over her shoulder to make sure that no one was watching before deciding to venture onwards. As she expected, no other lions or lionesses were around this close to the border. She continued exploring forwards, getting deeper into the outlands and further away from home. “You will never catch them if you make noise like that.” A young male lion cub voice said and startled her. “Who said that?!” The lioness said. And with that, the young lion cub stood up from a patch of grass. He was about the same size as her, but his fur was a darker brown colour with patches of it cut shorter than the rest and his mane was messy. Outsiders had neither the luxuries of time or resources to maintain their appearances. “Relax, I'm not going to bite.” The lion said to her, noticing that she had gone into a defensive pose. “My father says to never trust an outsider!” She shouted back at him. They were now close to each other but the lion remained calm, sitting up right. “Oh, and do you always do what daddy tells you?” The lion teased her. “No!” She snapped back at him. Even though she knew it was a lie. “Bet 'ya do, I bet your daddy's little girl!” He said and laughed. “An outsider doesn't need anybody. We take care of ourselves.” He smugly told her. Kiara was less defensive now, her eyes widened a little bit. “Really? That's so cool!” She said. “My name is Kovu.” The lion said “I'm Kiara.” She replied to him, a playful tone to her voice that didn't match Kovu's Sora, Donald and Goofy were exploring the outlands and had already fought off several waves of heartless. Sora's trademark kingdom key keyblade dematerialised from his mouth. “Look, there!” He said, spotting the two young cubs. “Do you think that's her?” “Well they look very different, so I think it must be her.” Goofy said. “Okay on my mark, we go.” Simba said to the rest of the gang. Kiara tapped Kovu's paw with her own. “Tag you're it!” No response from Kovu other than a blank look, so she tried again “Tag you're it!” Kovu just got more confused. “Hello? I tag you, you chase, I run? What's the matter, you don't know how to play?” She laughed but she could tell Kovu genuinely didn't understand. Suddenly a vicious looking lioness jump out from behind Kovu and Simba immediately did the same from behind Kiara. Two very loud roars rumbled the very grounds of the outlands. The scruffy looking lioness with razor sharp teeth and claws and a chuck from her left ear missing, appearing to have been bitten off at one point stopped in her tracks and met his aggressive stance. “Simba... She said. “Zira.” Simba said. Sora, Donald and Goofy ran up along side Simba. “So much for 'on my mark'.” Sora said. “Oh and you have your court jesters with you too.” Zira said to Simba. “Hey!” Sora said “Quiet. You three were there when Simba killed Scar. You helped. I will never forget. Every day I am reminded of what you did. And then to add insult to injury, Simba forced us into the outlands, we have little food and even less water.” Zira said, a plea for sympathy in her voice that was so grotesquely and falsely fabricated Sora didn't even think about giving her the benefit of the doubt. “You were banished to the outlands for following Scar's will. You chose this.” Simba retaliated back. “I wouldn't worry about that now, Simba. Your day is coming. Now I am not stupid, I realise I am outnumbered here, so you take yourself and your trespassing lackeys and get out of the outlands.” Zira snapped. Simba and Zira glared at each other. Before Simba reluctantly decided to respect his father's will of living and let living, he motioned his head forward, ordering Kiara to start walking as he followed directly behind her. Sora, Donald and Goofy followed but not before Sora looked back and saw Zira observing him with an evil yet thoughtful expression. Once the Pridelanders had left, she turned her attention to Kovu. “We are going home too...” She said to him. Kovu could tell by her voice that he was about to be in a lot of trouble and Zira was a lioness nobody wanted to anger, including her own pride. Meanwhile back at the Pridelands, back in the safety of the shadow of Pride Rock, the mood was a sombre one as day gave way to an evening sky and the sun set cast an orange glow across the sky. “Thanks for the help today, guys. But I need to talk to my daughter alone.” Simba said to the trio. “Got it, we will come by a bit later.” Sora said. And himself, Donald and Goofy left to give the king and the princess some time alone. Simba turned to Kiara. She gave him a cheeky innocent grin to try to lighten the mood but Simba returned an unimpressed scowl. “What were you thinking today?” he said as Kiara changed her expression and accepted the situation. “I didn't mean to disobey you, I ju-” She was cut off by Simba. “You could have been killed.” Simba said to her with worry, his stomach knotted at the thought but he couldn't help but worry. “I just-” Kiara was cut off again by her father. “I'm telling you this because I love you, if something happened to you, I don't know what I would do.” He said as he nuzzled her. “One day I won't be here any more and it will be up to you to be the new queen. You are a part of the great-” “The great circle of life.” They both said at the same time. “What if I don't WANT to be a queen?” She said defiantly. Simba wasn't ready for that remark. “That's like saying you don't want to be a lion.” “Sometimes I don't know who I am...” She said. “Princess Kiara. Its who you are, its in your blood, just as I am.” The two of them looked at each other and smiled lovingly. “And as long as you live here, that's who you are.” Simba said. “We are one.”

I go to Walt Disney World about 4-5 times a year and I go to Disneyland Paris once a year. I run in the RunDisney marathon race weekends. I love it

Thank you I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Yes.

I played Kingdom Hearts on launch day and now its almost old enough to vote. I am so not old.

In short: yes it'll work on all profiles on that console. The Only limitations are: 1) your account must be activated on that console, if you activate your account on a different console, the games and DLC you purchased will only work on the console your account is activated on and you can only be activated on one at a time. 2) if you ever removed your profile from that system, all other users will loose access to the DLC and games purchased by your profile.

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Really enjoyed that. Looking forward to reading more. Interesting characters, I'm curious to see what their relation is to the other characters and events. Other than a couple of grammatical errors that threw me off, this is really good stuff! Keep it up. Also I did mention it in your introduction thread and as I predicted, your story has been featured on KH13 community Twitter. Good start!

Nice! Welcome to KH13. Sounds like we will get along well. I am on and off with the series too but definitely excited to finally see this series I have been following for so long reach an ending. Other than that I pretty much use it as an outlook for creative writing too. You'll be pleased to hear that there is an active community for RPing as well as fan fic writing here I've recently submitted a couple of mine and am working on in my spare time currently too. The cool thing is that, if you put work into it, sometimes KH13 features them on the community Twitter page and that gets them a lot of extra exposure. Good luck with your writing endeavours, I will look forward to reading your work, and have fun! hope to see you around.

None. I like the games but literally every character has moments where their personalities just totally change. Like Knuckles used to be this chilled dude who was smart but just wanted to punch things and that quick anger got the better of him. I would have totally like had a drink with him while discussing how real hip hop died with Biggie Smalls. But now he's just the idiot character. Shadow had an interesting back story. And then they actually explained his back story and it wasn't. I do think Chaos was the best villain though. If a game makes you feel a little sad for a giant water serpent monster that just destroyed an entire city in under 1 minute then that's saying something. I felt bad fighting him in the final battle. And also that fight was incredibly impressive visually for the time too. Haven't played any of the newer games though, the series lost me at Sonic Heroes.

No. E3 I think we will get a final trailer and release date.

R.I.P Stephen Hawking

yo go write your book.

I would need to think of a good fitting character if we are using characters from established franchises. Sounds interesting though.

Because it is rendering five frames, they just get duplicated each time. This way you get a smooth transition between them. So when that duplicate frame is missing, the next frame appears faster than the one before it did and the game seems to lag as a result of the sequence being broken. If you listen to one song four times, you've listened to one song not four songs, right? Same thing You're seeing the same frames twice but of course this all happens in a fraction of a second, the result is a smooth transition, the hardware had enough time to render and display the next frame. When the frame isn't duplicated, the next one appears too quickly, the picture appears to suddenly jolt forward. Another way of looking at it is that if Aqua and Terra are both walking, taking one step a second for ten seconds, every step Aqua takes takes her 1 second to complete, every other step Terra takes only takes him 0.5 seconds to complete but they both still only take a step every second. The result would be they walk the same distance and the same amount of steps, the only thing is that Terra's animation would appear janky and laggy as you see his leg suddenly jolt forward faster than the previous one. And yes as far as I know BBS 0.2's cutscenes are all running in the game engine so you'll experience it in both. Except for the into cinematic which is of course pre rendered and the console is just playing it back As far as PS4 Pro goes, that's really up to you. on vanilla PS4 you have frame pacing bug but it does run a steady 30 FPS for the most part. On Pro you still get slowdown because the game runs at 60 FPS unlocked, so the frame rate is usually closer to 45-50 than it is 60 and that sometimes can cause noticeable stutter too. But I do think these issues will be fixed for KH3 There's no denying the PS4 Pro will play the game better but that might just be 4K resolution. We really won't know until the game is out. I say stick to your normal PS4, try KH3 when it comes out, if it runs like ass then either get Pro or wait for the PC port. But I can't see Sony letting KH3 release with performance issues. There's a lot riding on this game for them too, a lot of people got a PS4 for this.

Without getting too technical and boring you half to death, frame rate is the rate at which frames are being rendered and displayed. Frame pacing is how fast within that second all those frames are being rendered. And if you're interested in the more technical side of it, read on Let's use an example and say Horizon Zero Dawn as you mentioned it. That game runs at 30FPS (Frames Per Second) . 0.2 also runs at a frame rate of 30 FPS on vanilla PS4. So then why does it seem jittery and appear to be lagging? Well that's where frame pacing comes into it. 5X6 = 30 So for every 1 sixth of a second five frames are being displayed. Now what happens is each one of those five frames is duplicated to give a smooth look to the animation otherwise it would appear way too fast and jittery. In 1 sixth of a second these are the frames being displayed with good pacing. 1 - 1 - 2 - 2 - 3 - 3 - 4 - 4 - 5 - 5 Each one is duplicate once to keep a consistent smoothness. Now with pacing issues you might have a chart which reads something like: 1-1-1-2-3-4-5-5-5 The 2nd and 3rd and 4th frames are not duplicated like the rest. The result is that those frames are displayed for less time than the others, thus the "lag" that you are experiencing with 0.2. The reason it's happening in 0.2 and not say Dream Drop Distance HD is because 0.2 is using a new game engine and the code may not be as well optimised. It is a demo after all. The good news is that this is an issue that developers can fix. And I'm sure SE are working on better optimisation of the new engine for KH3.

Thank you to the community team for featuring my new fan fic on the community Twitter. Had a rough and stressful day today but that made me smile to see that.

Would like to thank the community team on here for featuring my story on the KH13 community Twitter.

I think it's related to the bad frame pacing more than the actual frame rate.

I will be happy if its a port or a new game tbh. If its a new game then that's great but the Wii U Smash was an amazing update for the series IMO

Happy Birthday!

Yeah I thought it was a port when I first saw that teaser trailer but then after the fact I thought that actually its a brand new Smash game. honestly I think I'm equally excited about Smash Bros on Switch either way.