Twilight opened the door to see a man standing with a crimson red eyes man standing in front of the door. “Hello.” Twilight said.

“Hey Twilight.” The man before her spoke, his voice quickly registering in her mind.

“Oh hello Zeke.” Twilight said.

“Hey, long time no see. Oh, and this lovely lady with me is my wife Unum.”

“Pleasure.” Unum says.

“Well don’t just stand there come in.” Twilight said as they walked in.

The three sat on the couch, and began to converse. “So, how’s Huxley been?” Zeke asked, noticing Twilight’s grunt of annoyance. “That bad?”

“Well he did just threaten to burn my library so there's that but from what I heard he’s had a bad day so it might just be stress” Twilight said

“Wow. So where is he?”

“Sleeping he said he ran all night from the guards.”

“Yeikes… He must have had a bad day… I feel like there’s a joke there for some reason?”

“I don’t know but there was something about being attacked by guards for no reason”

“That doesn’t sound good… But, other than the bad day and the threats, has he done much since I was last here?”

“Well he did help save the crystal empire”

“Oh… Good to know. Least he’s finally using his Keyblade other than for sport.” Zeke muttered. “So I take it that other than that, not much else has happened?”

“Not really, There was that Ringabel character but apart from no nothing of note”

“Huh. Well, I’ll give him some time to rest after the day he’s had. So, any other questions you wanna know?”

“Yeah I wanted to know what's going on your world?”

“Rebuilding mostly, peace negotiations, things of that such.”
“Rebuilding? What happened to your world?”

“It was… before I got there. A… survivor of a long ago war killed all but fifteen people… only reason those fifteen are alive was because I got there… It was genocide.”

“Wow... I can’t begin to imagine what that must have been like... how many people died in that... I can’t even begin to think...” she started to say before getting up just to take a seat.

“It wasn’t pretty, but things have gotten better. We actually found a way of bringing those lost back believe it or not, and some were lost on other worlds. We’re rebuilding, and with help from people who lost their homes to darkness, it’s becoming something greater than what it was.”

“Well that sounds great...” she said unsure how to feel knowing that her other self might be dead in his world. “So not to sound narcissistic but I am I dead on your world”

“No, you’re alive and well on my world, one of…”

“One of the wives.” Unum finishes, making Zeke blush.

“I’m married? Wait what did you mean ONE of the wives?”

“On the Equestria Zeke and I live on, it’s legal for a herd, or harem, to have up to sixteen wives for a male. Before the whole… genocide thing, the population difference between males and females was about fifty females to one male, so that law was made to try and even ot out or something.” Unum explained, making Twilight’s jaw drop.

“Wait sixteen!” Twilight shouted as Huxley shouted something about trying to sleep.

“Yeah…” Zeke said. “I had no control over it, I just said yes to their question.”

“So just to get off this topic Huxley won't take me off world saying it to dangerous to leave the world's unprotected but you seem to be able to leave worlds just fine”

“Yeah, it all depends on what you use. Huxley uses DTD’s, those do require protection, but I recently learned a way to travel safer. DTL’s.”

“DTD’s, you mean the dark corridors?” Twilight asked confused

“Yeah, the official name is Door to Darkness, but DTD is a shorter version of that. DTL just means, Door to Light.”

“Okay, because Huxley always calls them Dark corridors.”

“Same thing really. So, I guess I can take you somewhere, but it’ll be a place to show you how dangerous Keyblades and darkness can be.”

“Okay...” she said confused what could be so dangerous about a key shaped sword?

Zeke summoned the X-blade, and opened a DTL. “I guess it’s best you see this.” Zeke said as they entered. When they exited, they were in a barren wasteland, with rusted Keyblades struck into the earth all around as far as the eye can see. “Welcome to the Keyblade Graveyard.”

“Keyblade Graveyard?”

“An ancient battleground where once, every Keyblade wielder fought for the light that is Kingdom Hearts, to wield it’s power… the survivors are usually… twisted and genocidal… every Keyblade you see here was once wielded by someone who lost their life here.”

Twilight looked around before running, the realization of the countless lives lost their hit her all at once, trying to find the end of all the Keyblades, the gravestones, after a while she had gone so far as she could no longer see Zeke. ”Great... where am I?”

“You there.” A voice spoke.

“Who?” Twilight asked looking around. Behind her, was a man in a set of armor, Kneeled down with a rather large Keyblade in front of him.

“Why do you come here?”

“I wanted to see other worlds.” She said

“You’ll see nothing other than grave markers here. I am no exception. All Keyblade wielders often find themselves drawn here, to leave their marks on fate… only to be forgotten.”

“What do you mean?”

“The armor you see before you… is hollow. I am nothing more than a ghost of who I was, keeping still on this earth, waiting for the one who stole everything from me.”

“And who is that?”

“Xeha-.”

“Twilight!” Zeke called as he and Unum caught up. “Don’t run off.”

“Ven?” he asked

Zeke looked at the armored figure… and froze. “... Terra…” Zeke muttered.

“No, your not Ventus.” he said grabbing his keyblade. “Your Vanitas!” He stated, rushing towards Zeke.

Zeke summoned the X-blade and crossed blades with The Lingering Will, a wave of energy from the impact shook the earth. “That is not who I am! I may have the X-blade, but it chose me!” Zeke stated.

“Lier! You stole Ven's heart” he said as he charged an attack

“Terra! That blind anger is what made you into this! Don’t let it blind you any more!”

“VANITAS!” he shouted as the ground shook

“Unum, Get Twilight out of here!” Unum grabbed Twilight and took her elsewhere. Once they were gone, Zeke stood across from the remnants of Terra. “If you won’t see it with your own eyes Terra, then I’ll make you see.” Zeke began charging his own attack.

The two both strick at once, the shock wave cracked the earth under them. Neither was able to land a direct hit on the other, but Zeke still knew he was outmatched. Gotta find a way to end this fast… Zeke thought as the fight dragged on. “Terra! If I really am Vanitas as you say, then why haven’t anything like Unversed appeared yet? Why would I try and talk you out of fighting?”

“If you aren't Ven or Vanitas then how do you know so much about me?” he asked before charging up for another attack

Crap. Zeke thought. “Because… because where I come from your story is all too well known… it’s a videogame where I’m from…”

The lingering will froze for a second before taking a moment he then took a step “I don’t believe you but I do realise you're not Ven or Vanitas”

“I wouldn’t have said that if it wasn’t true… sometimes the most convoluted information is the truth. Listen… I can tell you this much that I know, your friends will be fine, Aqua, Ventus, they will be alright in the end. And someday, you’ll join them in rebuilding and protecting the light.”

“Maybe you're right about that. In any case, you can go… and if you find my friends… tell them… I’m sorry.”

Zeke nods, and left to find Unum and Twilight. After some walking, Zeke found Twilight and Unum sitting among the rusted Keyblades. “How’d it go?” Unum asked.

“Better than expected. We should go. But first…” Zeke held out his hand, and closed his eyes. “If you want to find new wielders… I can help you.” Every Keyblade shook, and flew into the air, and right into Zeke. Hours passed, every Keyblade in the Graveyard was soon gone, safe and stored within Zeke. “Now we can go.” Zeke opened a DTL, and the three walked right back into the library/Twilight’s home. Each taking a seat again. “So… you most likely wanna know what that was about… right?”

“Who is this Twilight?” A voice came from upstairs.

“Morning Huxley.” Zeke says.

“Zeke!?” He said startled as he realized he didn’t have his cloak on as he ran into his room to get it.

“Shy guy? Or he just prefers his cloak?”

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