School, on a day like this, you’d think they would have closed it down. Yet here is… roughly half the student body attending today’s classes. The teachers didn’t seem to care where we were though, so I chose the only room that would have been empty today, the library. It felt nice to finally be alone. No idiots to insult you, pretty girls to make you feel like crap, nor teachers who didn’t give a damn about the students, not even the librarian was here, just me and a few thousand books.

With no one here I was able to read all I wanted. I’ve been hated without reason by others for as long as I could remember. When I learned to read, books became my escape into other worlds, places much better than the world we live in. They say your life is the greatest story ever written, but if mine were a book, it would be the dirty falling apart kind that sit on the forgotten corners of the shelves.

I didn’t just come here to read though… there’s a computer that seats you where no one can see you, and no I’m not looking at porn, I watch… My Little Pony… I will forever refuse to admit that I watch it. On a day like this I could spend all day watching the show. I was already caught up though, so I just watched a few personal favorites… mainly Twilight and Luna episodes. Twilight cause of the books thing, and Luna cause I can relate to the whole… feeling alone thing.

Those went by fast though and I was reading at one of the tables now. It was getting boring, and all channels, even cartoon ones, were covering the riots going on around the world. “My christ is this boring!” I complain, feeling like the ‘end of the world’ should have been more...exciting? Shocking? I honestly can’t define why such an event was boring. “Oh well…” I mutter before yawning. “Might as well get some sleep, nobody will bother someone sleeping right?” I ask myself, pulling up the hood on my hoodie before resting my head on my arms and closing my eyes. “Goodbye world….go fuck yourself.” I mutter before falling into blissful slumber.

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”Hello~” Someone says, rousing me from my sleep.

“Go away~, I’m trying to sleep.” I mumble, my voice muffled more because of my arms.

”Wake up, you’ve got a lot to do and less time to do it.” The voice says with a tad bit of authority, making me grumble and look up.

“Alright alright I’m up, but if you think-” I was about to start a rant before stopping myself, seeing nothing but white all around me for a moment before rubbing my eyes. “Okay who put me in a bad video game with too much bloom?” I ask, the white area around me almost blinding.

”Weird, the others didn’t complain about it that much.” The voice says. ”Anyways, guess where you are.”

“A dream?” I ask, before something pinched my arm. “Ow! What the hell!?” I shout, looking around for whatever pinched me.

”That would be me.” The voice says again before a ball of light entered my field of vision.

“Okay I’m in a white room, seeing a ball of white light...how the fuck does that make sense?” I frown, starting to get a little pissed at this point.

”Magic, now shush up and hear what I have to say.” The voice says from the ball of light, now that my sleep and confused riddled mind caught up with literally everything I started to make sense of some things.

“Wait a second.” I say before looking at the ball of white and everywhere else. “Well...I suppose my one friend was wrong.” I deadpan.

”It’s best that he disagreed, my younger years were...regretful to say the least.” The voice said.

“So...you’re God huh?” I ask, the ball of light ‘nodding’. “Goodie, so I see a bunch of white but no clouds, pillars, homes, or that odd female angel that people gawk over.” I say while continuing my search. “So...some ‘in between’ thing going on?”

”Basically.” God says simply. ”But you were chosen-”

“You already know I read a ton of books man, no need to be all ‘mayan test of blah to see if blah did blah up the blah’.” I say, making fun of the more ‘religious’ side of the mayan calendar and laughed a little when I said ‘up the blah’.

”Yes…” God says. ”So what do you wish for? God asks, his tone sounding like he’s been through this thousands of times but had a little fun with having someone call out what he wanted to say. A silence hung in the air as we both waited for my reaction before the ball of light shapeshifted into a tan old man wearing a pure white robe and we both slapped each other at the same time.

“Ow!” I shout, rubbing my cheek. “Well at least I did something probably no one else would do.”

“No, one has.” God shrugged. “It was a punch though. So whatever.”

“Yeah yeah.” I take a deep breath. “So, any limits?”

“I may be god, but yes there is limits.” God says.

“Well I suppose you can’t get everything.” I shrug. “So…”

“Does it involve ‘Kingdom Hearts’?” God asks simply, apparently having read my mind.

“People asked?” I ask with a raised eyebrow, the old man nodding. “Right then...so how does having the powers of Organization XIII and the ability to summon Nobodies sound?”

“That is quite a set of powers and abilities.” God says simply. “But there will be restrictions to this. You will have the ability to summon their weapons, but you will have to learn how to use each and every weapon and all of their hidden abilities, and the Nobodies?”

“I’ve already been a ‘Nobody’ for a majority of my life God. Don’t tell me that’s gonna be a problem.” I say bluntly.

“You won’t be able to use magic, well besides one, and the nobodies… They are the hollow bodies of people, so being connected to them, with a heart… you would be able to hear all the voices of them while they are summoned, until disbanded or destroyed.”

“So if I hear voices I’m not crazy?”

“No, just rude. Magic can be learned, but it takes time. Now, as for the weapons, I’m guessing you want both the Keyblade from Roxas, and the fake one from Xion?”

“Well technically Roxas had both Oathkeeper and Oblivion, both when he was fighting Riku next to Memory Skyscraper, and when he fought Axel to find Sora.”

“I won’t get into Lore with you so I’ll just take that as a yes. Just be warned, Xion’s Keyblade has very different abilities as compared to the originals. You’ll have to find out for yourself what they are though.”

“Sounds about right. No need to spoil the surprise when I’m about to rush headlong into the unknown with powers I don’t know how to use.” I chuckle.

“That reminds me, what world would you like to go to? Your pick.”

“W-well…” I stutter, looking down as my face started turning red. “E-e-equestria…”

“Alright then you closet brony, human, anthro, or like the show?”

“Hey!” I shout, glaring at God for calling me a closet brony… even though it was true. “But...um...anthro?” I ask, looking to the side with a blush.

“Alright. That all? One guy already has an Organization XIII cloak. You want one too, or no?”

“Well I suppose it would fit the theme.”

“Alright.” God reached behind him, and pulled out a white Organization XIII cloak. “Just make sure if you run into the one that punched me, and you likely will, expect a fight. Was part of his Mark of Mastery Exam.”

“Won’t I have to take that same exam? Given that I’m also wielding a Keyblade?”

“Not right away, but eventually.” God waved his hand, and a DTD opened up. “Put that cloak on, not wearing it in there will cost you. I am afraid I can’t give you the ability to… open these doorways, but with a Keyblade, you can make your own as most the others have.”

“Cool...but won’t I need a gummi ship or something? Or can I just make one of those Keyblade gliders?” I ask curiously, taking off my black hoodie and putting on my new white organization cloak.

“Every Keyblade has a glider form, even the fake. Turning it into the glider is easy though, just… throw it into the air.”

“Okay…” I say slowly, lifting a hand up and concentrating, before summoning a standard Kingdom Key. “I suppose I’ll get different Keyblades the more I progress huh?”

“Keychains. You can only get more Keychains. There’s a reason for that, but I won’t tell you.”

“Oh yeah~. Almost forgot that…” I nod before throwing my Keyblade up into the air, focusing on trying to make it into a glider. A light flashed before a version of Terra’s bike appeared, but instead of having gold, brown and blue as it’s color scheme it was white with black thorns crawling along it. “Huh...seems fitting.”

“That’s the fake it would seem. Be careful when you fight with it. It’s a Keyblade forged from memories given physical form. Fighting others with it may cause… side effects.”

“If I have clones of either myself or beings I fight with this thing start appearing out of nowhere from their memories I’m not gonna be happy.” I deadpan.

“Not like that. Now that I have… forged it into a Keyblade of Darkness, it’s name isn’t actually… Kingdom Key, it’s Memory Stealer. Able to rip memories out of people’s hearts… just like it’s wielder did when it was just a copy.”

“Huh…” I say simply, looking at the bike worriedly. “And...the Keyblade that Roxas would normally have is...where?”

“Within you, just call to it. As for why Memory Stealer looked like that… it has no true form, so it copies any Keyblade it comes near. You will be able to tell the difference between the two after getting used to them.”

“That sounds so broken...but I have a feeling it’s going to be a ‘last resort’ kind of thing cause I’d rather not stab someone and have them become a mental blank slate.”

“Exactly… Well, off then. I’m late on schedule already.”

“Sorry God. I’ll be off.” I say before putting up my hood and hopping onto my new bike. “See ya, stay safe.” I say before holding the handlebars and shooting off into the DTD to a brand new chapter of life.

I had guessed it was dark in the DTD, but this was just… like being blind. Suddenly, and without much warning, I could see again… right as I crashed into a wall, and fell into a trashcan, my glider disbanding as I fell off. “... Still better than High school.”

I crawled out, wiping off the… what I guessed was a restaurant day-olds off my cloak. This thing better not stain easy. “Okay so...where the fuck am I?” I wonder to myself, looking around to take stock of where I am. As far as I could tell I was in the middle of an alleyway behind a restaurant and in one direction just led to more alleyways and the other I could see some people walking about. “Onwards to social awkwardness.” I say proudly before heading off to find out where the hell I am and to fail miserably at talking to people. I should keep my hood up, I do seem to look different… Right, anthro. So as I make sure my hood is up and stays up I walk into the middle of the sidewalk and look around, and let’s just say big doesn’t begin to describe what I’m seeing. Skyscrapers and tall buildings as far as I could see, clear blue skies without a cloud in sight, the only problem was that I was seeing...pegasi. “Well...glad to know that.” I mutter, still taking my time to look around.

Now I used to live in a small town near one of the Great Lakes in America, the biggest buildings I’ve seen on a regular basis were tall apartment buildings so seeing that I’m in a bustling city that reminds me of the times I’ve seen New York on either TV or from books kind of intimidated me. I snapped out of my sight seeing when someone bumped into me. “Oh I’m sorry.” I say quickly, turning around to see who bumped into me, but the...teal colored anthro stallion just huffed and continued his daily commute. “Well fuck you to then.” I mutter before raising my hand to a mare that was about to walk past me. “Excuse me, ma’am, can you tell me where I am?” I ask her. “I’m...new around here.” I say nervously, knowing my cloak alone would tell that.

“Oh certainly.” The tan furred mare says with a smile. “We’re in Manehattan.”

“Huh…” I say with a hidden frown, oddly specific name from the naming convention. “Um...where’s the library?”

“Oh it’s not that far, it’s down the street and to the left. You’ll find it when you see two pony statues in between the stairs.” She says kindly.

“Thank you so very much.” I say with a nod and a hidden smile. “Have a nice day.”

“You to.” She says before we both part ways and I head off to the library. After following the mares directions I did indeed find a large building with a domed top and two pony statues to the sides of the massive amount of stairs.

“Well...let’s a go.” I say before checking both ways and following the massive line crossing the street before breaking off and heading to the library. Let’s hope I can read their language because if memory serves it’s just a bunch of gibberish and symbols… I think to myself, heading up the stairs quickly and entering the giant library. Yet again I am taken aback by the sheer size of things from Manhattan, or Manehattan as they call it, and looked at the inside of the giant library. Now I’ve only seen my local library a few times and it was big, but this blew it out of the water with it’s scale.

“Excuse me?” A stallion asks before I shake my head and snap out of my little stupor and look around, seeing the main desk with a stallion sitting behind it.

“Hello.” I say while walking over to the front desk.

“How may I help you?” The librarian asks.

“Um…” I start. “Where’s the history section?” I ask, wondering if what I know about Equestria matches up.

“Oh yes, here’s a card to show you which way.” The unicorn stallion says while magicing over a card. I took the card with a thank you before looking down at the card, and what originally looked like a bunch of gibberish seemed to shift into english.

“Thank you.” I nod before heading off to the history section. As I walked through the giant place I saw that this place was separated into different sections by genre’s, and then by sub genre’s so the big library felt even bigger when they had to sort everything like that. After a bit more walking and the scent of books starting to get ingrained into my head with the giant amount of books in this library I finally found the history section. Now for a bookworm like me I felt giddy about reading again, and thankfully the aisle was based on years, but where ‘BC’ and ‘AD’ had some other letters that I wasn't entirely sure what they were.

But I just shrugged it off and went with something that seemed the simplest was to go to the history that was one thousand years ago. When I touched the covers with my gloved hand I could just imagine the hidden history that the fans never knew about before pulling out one book that just so conveniently, and kind of eerily, had the same unicorn symbol that started off the entirety of generation four.

After finding a nice table to sit at I opened it up and started reading through the entire book. Some things were like back on earth, others seemed Equestria specific, and a few things just seemed flat out stupid. An entire war over cheese? Why, how in any way was that a thing?! The book’s most recent event was the Nightmare Moon returning to Princess Luna. So it’s after that huh? Well then that gives me… still a large timeframe to ponder on.

I looked up at the sound of screaming. “The monsters are back!” The librarian screamed as he ran away from a Neoshadow. Okay, time to see how well I can fight then. I decided to try and summon something else… and what appeared was Xigbars Gun Arrows… alright, this will do. I chased down the Library after the Neoshadow and fires the light arrows. There was little recoil and the Neoshadow was vanquished when it was hit. I ran outside and nearly dropped the Gun Arrows… A Guard Armor Heartless was walking in the middle of the road, tossing vehicles and policemen aside.

“Well...this seems ironic.” I deadpan, pointing my Gun Arrows up and firing at the heartless, hoping to damage it enough to stun it. As I saw the arrows hit the chest it’s entire midsection practically flung back as it staggered, giving me enough time to reload somehow before going back to firing at it again, making sure to aim at the chest and hopefully do enough damage to keep it staggered. The Guard Armor, out of the blue, actually decided to use some form of tactics and use one of its hands to block the arrows, which quickly shattered from the barrage. “Fuck.” I growl, knowing that if I don’t break the other pieces it’ll just split off and I’ll have to deal with the separated pieces. I reloaded quickly as the heartless continuing towards me, pushing aside the useless guards and vehicles aside that it wasn’t even hurt, only making me fire more at the things chest, causing it to stagger again.

I thought for a moment on how Xigbar could use that special charged attack as I was reloading again, seeing the Guard armor finally split it’s hand and legs apart to only make my job harder. “Damn it…” I frowned before thinking for a quick second and putting the two guns together and focusing, seeing a blue and black glow surround the two guns before shooting off straight towards the legs of the guard armor, making quick work as it seemed to bounce between the two.

There was only a hand, and the midsection left. I fired off at the hand, which was spinning around in an attempt to be a guard/attack move. Once that was gone I offloaded on the midsection. Only one real way to end this thing. I disbanded the Gun Arrows, and focused on the Keyblade. A Kingdom Key appeared in my hand… and it felt way different than the fake. God was right about that after all. I charged forward, and delivered a final swipe at it’s remaining midsection. It puffed into a mist of darkness as a large heart floated away into the sky.

The sound of someone clapping came from behind me. When I turned around, I saw two people there. A man in purple robes with a blank face mask that had a gash over it, and the other was in a full body black jumpsuit, with a scar going over a blind eye. His jumpsuit held a lot of clips, probably for the two large pistols he had on each side.

The man with the mask was clapping. “Not bad, rough around the edges, but you did well.”

“Who are you?”

“I am Core, and my associate here is Josh. You had a strong energy when you popped in from earth.”

“Wait...how?” I ask simply, not entirely sure how in the hell this person knew about earth.

“News flash dog meat, I’m from earth as well.” The man in the black jumpsuit, Josh, spoke. “I only tagged along because I didn’t wanna hear a bitch cry for hours again. So tell me, you know the name, Ventral?” He smiled wickedly.

“Now now mister, I wasn’t talking to you. I was talking to the actual important person behind the mask.” I say bluntly. “But thank you for explaining, also no, couldn’t give a rats ass about names anyways given that I hated people to begin with, and you appear to be one of those people I tend to hate.” I say simply.

“So much hate in your heart already, might be an easier puppet than Huxley if you let that brew a while longer child.” Core said.

I stared at Core for a moment. “Oh great, one of those guys.” I sigh out. “And here I was hoping for a quiet life. But nope, stuck in some silly game based on a shadowy figure. Can you get any more cliched?!” I complain, my hate going away and more to an annoyance. “Like holy hell I’ve seen enough stories to know where this is going. So just to be blunt, no, not going to fall for your bullshit, but if I may ask, are there any other survivors? Cause I have a feeling there better company than man who sucks at proper smiles, and obvious bad guy.”

Josh didn’t speak, but before I could react, I heard gunfire as both my shoulders, legs, and left arm suddenly burst in pain. I was screaming as I finally saw all the blood. “Little overkill, don’t you think?” Core asked.

“Nah,” Josh replied. “I left him alive didn’t I?” Josh walked over to me, and held me by my neck. “This isn’t a game, nor a story little bitch, this is our True Reality now. The whole reason you’re alive still is because boss has an interest in you.” He threw me, and I hit the top of a carriage. “My advice, don’t try to be a hunting dog, because nothing beats an alpha wolf. And be glad I used regular lead bullets on you” The two walked into a DTD, and I began to feel tired.

Crap… I should really keep my mouth shut.