Heart sighed, reading over the paperwork. While paperwork was normally relaxing to them, after better accepting themself and their life, it was more of a drull than before. While he did have Starfish clones with his girls, kids and off doing whatever, they still found the paperwork side of the kingdom the most boring part about being omnipresent.

As mentioned in Article FF9:07Y, Section 14, the new tax raise on raw materials will keep weapons and armor sales high as to-

Heart dropped their head to the table. “Fuck this is redicules. I used to enjoy this work… how?”

With a sigh Heart skimmed over the document. It could be summed up as higher taxes on raw materials to keep premade products in demand on the public's open market. "Denied." Heart said, stamping it so and tossing it into the reject pile.

They continued this cycle for roughly four hours before the business hours of their office were done with. With a gleefully giggle and smile they headed off to partake in much more fun activities.

The private rooms Lyra made for everyone was extremely nice. Heart already had his own private room but these private rooms for two or more groups of people have a great experience for getting to know everyone and enjoy each other much better and efficiently. Heart was wrapped around their chubby sun goddess Celestia. Being bigger than her, Heart took every Advantage, but today was simple cuddles and watching TV. "Why does he always yell at the cooks?" Celestia asked.

"Mix between being entertaining and taking the profession way too seriously." Heart said.

"I feel like I knew a chef just like him well bafortmetting you and the Nobody attacks on Equestria."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I can not remember their name though. But they were almost exactly like this Ramsay fellow."

"Huh. Cool." Heart said, stretching their arms a bit before sliding between their coiled body, slithering in their own coiled body getting behind Celestia and hugging her and themselves by tightening their hold. "Love you."

"And I love you." She cooed as the two kept watching TV.

The places in the safe room went out far more than just grouped bedrooms, raising reality, and many more. Fact is there was also Den's hunting realm, and dungeons to practice fighting in, explore and enjoy. Heart was in such a dungeon, practicing blending their abilities and biology to adapt existing fighting styles.

As a result as well as all the Keyblades and Key Armerments they can summon, they can also summon King's weapons, all within a partly fused state with their own body. A comparable example is like Wolverine and their claws, but across the entirety of their body.

It made combat easier while also giving a unique adaptation to close combat. All in all, it made for some useful combat advantages. “Okay so Keyblades, along the arms, tail, back. Foundre on the knuckles can act like claws as well as along the fingers. Lunatic and/or Sky Splitter on the end of my tail. Frozen Pride on my humanoid back, that is my weakest area. So nine more combinations or locations along by body for some kind of attacks or defence.” They said to themselves. They will have to speak with King about training with their weapons.

Heart took a break, heading to Den's hunting realm to mostly relax, enjoying the endless nature as they rested under a tree. The front lines were something bad. A purgatory of seemingly endless combat. Neither side able to push inwards into the others territory.

Heart sighed. "At this rate the war isn't going anywhere. Then again that's likely what Vincent wants. Kill time to set up for the glitch. Cript better act on his plan soon."

They got up, and headed off elsewhere. Opening a DTL they arrived to the sounds of gunfire, pained screams, inhuman roars, and deafening explosions. The front line.

The space between creation and the void only spanned across a few light-years of space, while far, it was still small in comparison. In the time since it began, many a worlds, large-scale Ware ships and buts from creation and void blended together, forming a solid ground that became the front lines. A battleground littered with blood and corpses.

"Heart?" Turning, Heart saw Cript approach them. "Surprised to see you here."

"Got a little board. I wanted to… test something." Heart said, bringing out Second Chance. "I know Lyra, King, Coco, Kexez and Jericho have one. I have one because despite what it isz it is still a Keyblade, but what about the one you made?"

"I'll need it for the time break."

"How so?"

"It's a few stages but no way simple. First, requires documenting all of time, future and history."

"How?" Heart asked, surprised to hear that.

"Long story short, Time Walkers and Grimm Reapers have now united. I'll explain in more detail later, but stage two is break time, and I will need Second Chance to help… clean up everything."

"You mean all the displaced people, good and bad?"

"Yes and… their is one thing but I'll need to talk to everyone else about it first before I actually break time. Well, two things hopefully the Foretellers will show up after your spat some time ago with them."

Heart sighed, that was an unpleasant memory. "That aside, mind if I offer up a way to… piss Vincent off before you do what you're doing?"

"If it's a way to further disappoint dear old dad then yes, what's your idea?"

"Nexus, even his True Nexus that follow him blindly are pawns to him. Doesn't care if they are dead or alive either way, so, let's not kill, but save." Heart said, lifting up Second Chance. "I wanna see what he thinks when we win this war without further bloodshed."

Cript smiled. "That would indeed piss him off."

"Shall we?" Heart asked, giving Cript a hand to grasp. Cript took it, and into the battle they ran.

The soldiers here were a mixed bag. Brave, afraid, trying to stay alive and having made peace with their approaching deaths. The trenches were littered in bullet casings, discarded and broken blades, fire arms of all variations and whatever supply crates made it there, which often wasn't many. As the bullets flew by, spells rained fire and the screams of Allie and Enemy alike filled their air, a strong sense of dread hung constantly in the air.

Another wave and push from the enemy of the Void came by to claim the front most trenches. Low on medication, food and ammunition, the soldiers of the front trench felt their ends nearing.

"Get down!" They looked, leaping high into the air, one of their rulers, Kingdom Hearts, and Cript, arrived.

The sight of them began to allow hope to enter the soldiers hearts as Heart and Cript slashed across with Second Chance. The special Keyblade sending out massive energy waves over the front trench and at the approaching Void enemies. In multiple flashes of light where Nexus soldiers, and various Void residents once stood, now for a brief moment showed infants of all their respective races.

Cript snapped his fingers, the infants vanished from the front lines and off to safety. "Come on men. You know my motto! No one is left behind! Dead or alive!"

At those words, hope filled the soldiers, they stood, Cript sending out weapons, medicine, munitions, and food to all the trench soldiers. "Keep them occupied and destructed, Cript and I will get them." Heart said.

Nodding, the soldiers began firing and Cript and Heart ran in. This was no slaughter, this was Salvation.