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Castle Oblivion After his flashbacks had stopped, Alisar continued to move forward in the halls of the castle. He rose up a few floors until he found himself standing before a man dressed completely in black. "Hello." The man said in a loud echoing voice. "And why are you here?" Alisar said to the man while he started to prepare his spear. The hall got longer and a little wider. "I am here to test your skills, to test if you're worth the keyblade you wield." The mans voice once again echoed through the halls. Alisar took his spear and went in to attack. He swung his spear towards the man, but he blocked it with his hand. He then swung it from the other side but the man blocked it easily. Alisar took a step back prepared his spear and closed in again. He tried to stab him a few times, but they all were blocked. He then formed his fire armor around him, and circled around the man and swung his spear down, but this time the man grabbed it, and he broke it. The splinters from the spear flew everywhere as the man said to Alisar once again in a echoing voice: "If you wish to control darkness within the blade, you must use it."

Castle Oblivion As Alisar was walking in the halls of the castle, he suddenly started to have flashbacks of his past. Soon the flashbacks started turning into something, and he felt like he was actually watching his past again from outside the picture. Radiant Garden (approx. 200 years ago) He was the heir to the throne. His father had been the king of Radiant Garden for almost 30 years now, and when Alisar grew up he would be the successor to his father. But something went wrong. Alisar was only 4 years old when the rebellion happened. The roads and streets of Radiant Garden started to flood with people who weren't satisfied with the current king, they didn't like him. Not one bit. They broke through the castle gates, they burned everything and everyone who were somehow related to the royal blood. The world was in chaos. "We have to get out of here." Said Alisars father, Aesur. But they tried to flee too late. The rebellion had already made its way to the halls of the castle, and when they finally breached the kings bedchambers, something happened. A dark figure appeared. "I will take care of him." He said to Aesur, as he took Alisar and Aesurs' spear, Hatreds Spike with him to the Realm of Darkness. The king was murdered, and the royal bloodline destroyed. Except for Alisar. Alisar was taken to the Dark Margin in the Realm of Darkness, and he was left there. At first he didn't know what to do, but eventually he took up the spear and started training. Alisar spent 20 years in the Realm of Darkness, but when he finally had a plan, he left.

The World that Never Was Alisar opened up a Corridor of Darkness to leave for his next stop, and this time he made sure he couldn't be followed, and he closed the portal when he had areived to Castle Oblivion. Castle Oblivion Alisar started to walk towards the door of the castle. "Soon, soon I will have what is mine." He opened the door to the castle and walked in. "Almost there."

"Great." Alisar started to leave but he remembered what he was supposed to ask. "Also, I was supposed to ask if you knew what we need to overrule the darkness, and how to bring forth the darkness?"

"Long ago something was taken from me, and I wish to take that back. And the only way to do that is through darkness. And I wish to learn to control it. I wish to learn to control the keyblade I have so that it doesn't hurt me. So that it doesn't scar me. I embrace the darkness. I believe that through Darkness, stronger things grow. That is something everyone has to realise." Alisar told the man inside his head.

The Castle that Never Was Alisar finally found his way to the top of the castle, and there he was. The person he was tasked with to find. He appeared to sit on a chair made out of keyblades, but Alisar didn't see any movement. It was as if he wasn't even alive. "Hello, X." He said to him.

The Castle that Never Was Alisar had arrived at the gates of the castle. If he were to find the person he was looking for in this world, it would have to be this place. He could feel the dark presence in the castle, but he didn't mind it. He continued to slowly walk in the castle, looking around, but he found nothing. In one room though, he did find Kohaku on his knees, but he knew he had no time for him, instead he chose to go around him using a corridor of darkness, and went straight to the top of the castle.

The World that Never Was "Damn it, I guess he didn't notice the fight" Alisar said to himself. He had been waiting for a few hours now, but there was no sign of the man. He had looked at the scar in his hand. It had begun to heal, but it still looked ugly. He glaced around, looking where the man could be. But there was really only one option. "The Castle that Never Was, he has to be there."

I only want to kick ass with Sora. No one else. Nope.

Both. In one battle. Alone.God, it would be more frustrating than the 9yo me fighting Xigbar without realising you could use reflect.

As Alisar had emerged from the shadows, his fire armor had worn off and he could see the scars the keyblade had left on his right hand. "I need to be more careful. Anyway, that quarrel surely should've attracted X's attention, if he was here in the first place. Maybe it's best that I stick to the shadows. I cannot afford more attention to myself." He thought to himself. "I need something that hides my face."

I feel that Noctis would be a perfect boss. Maybe replace Sephiroth with him.

Alisar slowly started to walk in a circle around Kohaku. "Oh, you certainly are fast enough to be interesting." Kohaku took a few steps back as Alisar started to come a little bit closer. "You should've watched your step." Alisar said to Kohaku in a calm voice. As Kohaku watched down to find out that he was standing atop a shadow of the Memory's Skyscraper, Alisar had already called the Ends of the Earth and plunged it to the shadow. "Unfortunately my time is up, so if you excuse me, I have to go now." He took the keyblade from the ground and disappeared into the shadows, while heartless kept pouring from the shadow of the skyscraper.

Kohakus hand started to form some sort of an beast using light to his left hand, and Alisar found this interesting. After all, he has always been a person who was intrigued by strange powers. "Interesting..." He murmured to himself silently, as he prepared to strike again. (I assumed when you were talking about true powers you were talking about your light gauntlet. I will edit this if I was wrong.)

"You truly are arrogant." Alisar told Kohaku in a disappointed voice. As the took a glance at his surroundings, fires started to form a armor around him, leaving only his amber eyes noticeable. He looked at Kohaku, and in a blink of an eye he had gone around him leaving only a smoke trail after him. He slashed at Kohaku with his spear, but he managed to block this and jumped away from him. "You might be fast, but are you fast enough?"

Alisar kept sharpening his spear. "What is happening is a natural part of life. Long time ago darkness might've been defeated, but if you thought that it would last you've simply been too arrogant. Now I can say without lying that it isn't me who causes the darkness to spread around, and honestly I don't even care if it does. As long as it doesn't interfere with my plans." "Now I give you two choices." Alisar said as he stood up. He threw the rock he was sharpening the spear with away and continued: "You will either turn around and leave, alive and breathing. Or, you will stay to face fear you have never imagined."

The World That Never Was As Alisar left the Corridor of Darkness, he found himself standing right in front of Memory's Skyscraper. He was ready to search for the person he was tasked with, but he knew it was not the time for it. Somebody had followed him, and that somebody was getting close. He discarded the Keyblade of Darkness, as he wasn't familiar with it, and took out his beloved Hatred's Spike. "Once again I need to rely on you." He said to himself as he sat down to sharpen the spear, as he always did before battle.

The World of Inner Darkness "As you wish." He replied to Sikora. Alisar opened up another Corridor of Darkness, one that led to where he was headed. But before he went, he asked Sikora for something: "If you happen to come by a large armoured nobody, I would appreciate if you would let me know. He most likely is someone I know"

The World of Inner Darkness "It is a wonderful little thing, isn''t it?" He told Sikora. "Now, you said you had the perfect plan for me? Oh please, do tell. After all I do want to see the worlds burn." Olympus Coliseum (Underworld) As Kestrel lied there, having no idea of what was happening to him, he started to hear someone shouting. He turned around slowly only to find someone who was pointing at him with a sword. He looked at it confused, but not a moment later Kestrel had disappeared into the shadows.

Corridor of Darkness As Alisar was walking in the corridor of darkness he was thinking what the keyblade had done to Kestrel. Not only had it turn him to a heartless, but the darkness that had corrupted the blade seemed to have amplified his powers. It had made him to a creature he thought he would never see. It had done exactly what he thought it would. After he came out the other end of the corridor of darkness he found himself in The World of Inner Darkness. "Finally, a breath of fresh air." He said to himself.

As Alisar got close to the keyblade he started to hear silent long whispers: "Fear me..." he heard. Kestrel took a few steps closer to the keyblade and asked Alisar something: "Now that you've got what you wanted, what do you plan to do with it?" Alisar grabbed the keyblade, spun it a few times and then turned to Kestrel: "This will help me make the world a stronger place, and you my friend, you are my guinea pig." Kestrel took out his sword, but too late. Alisar had been faster than him, and he had stabbed him in the chest. Darkness slowly started to take over his body. When he pulled the keyblade from his chest he heard somebody shout at him, but he chose to ignore this. "Let the darkness overtake you." Alisar stated, before he vanished to a corridor of darkness with the keyblade.

Olympus Coliseum (Underworld) After their little break Alisar and Kestrel had been walking non-stop to reach their destination. While they were walking Kestrel had asked him why exactly Alisar is looking for the Ends of the Earth. "So, we're looking for a keyblade that was corrupted with darkness during the keyblade war.. What does he plan to do with it?" He thought to himself. "There it is." Alisar shouted as he stopped to look at the rocky pedestal, and above it was the keyblade he was looking for. He could see the darkness it had been corrupted with, the golden blade was almost completely coated with shadows, and the hand guard had changed its color to amber. He felt like he heard the screams of the ones that were hurt with it. It was almost as if the keyblade was alive.

Olympus Coliseum (Underworld) "We should stop here." Alisar said. He and Kestrel had been traveling for a few hours now. "I don't think that we should stop, the cup is starting in just a few hours." "Don't worry. Where we are going isn't far away. You will make it back just in time." Kestrel still didn't know exactly where they were going, or what they were looking for. "Where are we going?" He asked. Alisar stuck his spear down to the ground, igniting it with fire creating a large campfire. He sat to the other side of it, while Kestrel sat to the other. "Tartarus. That is the very place we are going." Alisar finally had replied to him. "But why, what is there that is so interesting? What are we looking for?" Kestrel asked again. He could see that Alisar wasn't sure if he wanted to answer the question. He could see it from his amber eyes. But finally Alisar took a deep breath and answered it. "Ends of the Earth."

Olympus Coliseum (Underworld) He could hear them. He heard the haunting and terrifying voices of the dead who dwelled within the Underworld, but Alisar ignored them. He was far too focused on his own interests to worry about the dead. For over a year he had roamed different worlds, and finally he had stumbled upon the misty and rocky terrain of the Underworld. <And who might you be?> Alisar glanced to his left, seeing a large person about 7"5 feet tall equipped with gilded armor and a sharp looking great sword, almost as big as the man himself. "My name is Alisar, and I come from Hollow Bastion. And what might your name be?" Alisar replied. The large person looked confused, but he still found the words answer his question. "My name is Kestrel and I come from Twilight Town. Sunset Terrace to be exact." Alisar seemed to listen carefully, almost as if he was observing his every word and move. "Well Kestrel, would you like to accompany me on my little trek? I'm sure you're here for your own reasons, but I also am sure that what I'm doing is a thousand times more interesting." Kestrel found himself surprised of what Alisar had offered to him, after all, who would offer something like that to a complete stranger? "I'm sorry, but I am here to participate in the upcoming Cup hosted up in the coliseum." Kestrel replied to his offer. "Then why are you here?" Alisar asked him. "I've found that long walks are relaxing. The constant cheering up in the coliseum was breaking my concentration, that's why I'm here." "That seems reasonable." Alisar stated. "Listen, I promise that if you come with me, you will be even more prepared for the Cup." He offered Kestrel. Kestrel seemed to think for a while, "Alright, but let me ask you something. Why did you say that you were from Hollow Bastion? It hasn't been called that for ages." Alisar turned away, continuing the trek. "Oh really, I had no idea."

Do you mind if I change my home world to Radiant Garden/Hollow Bastion instead of Twilight Town?