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“Yeah I think so.” Actually the more that he thought about it, the sharper the image of the black haired boy became, like it was a sharpening memory. “I’m pretty sure I…met him inside Sora.” Roxas was pretty sure the image in his head was Vanitas at least. And he managed to put the same conviction into the statement that he felt. It was an unfamiliar feeling , the certainty Roxas held which was sharpening the more the memory solidified. Unfamiliar but pleasant.

Well at least till he registered the look on Void’s face.

It looked like the boy-again Keyblade- was having a moment of panic. Which was kind if understandable really. The Keyblade had admitted to having been seperated from his weilder for a time, only to know a boy he had just met had come into contact with said weilder.

“Your whole existence huh…guess that makes sense why you’re protective then. But no…the possessiveness is showing in…a different way. Like the way you say you wouldn’t want to share him.” Keeoing his voice low, Roxas watched to make sure that what he said didn’t upset Void further.

“Would a Keyblade’s personality be influenced differently if they’ve had more than one master? Or does the personality come from the one they connect with best.”

“... inside of Sora.” Void repeated unsure what that really meant. Wasn’t Sora the... whatever half of Roxas? So why would his Master be linked to them? It made no sense to the keyblade, but it was obvious he was missing a big part of the picture.

Still, it was absurd to think that his Master had been... what, inside, this Sora person, but again stranger things have happened. Nothing was impossible with all the many worlds out there. Hell, people were still confused on how keyblades worked.

“To put it in your human terms and to make it easier for you to understand, I love my Master.” As sappy as that term was, Void was in no way embarrassed to use it when in reference to Vanitas. He was not ashamed of his devotion towards his Master. “You’re damn right about that. I don’t want to share my Master with anyone. I’m more than enough for my Master.” 

Void crossed his arms and had a slight pout on his face. Oh he hated the thought of sharing his master with anyone else and once again had to shove those negative thoughts out of his head. 

“We’ll get him out of his slump, I promise.”

Terra could make this his new project. Find something for Vanitas to do that he liked, to keep him occupied during the day. It shouldn’t be too hard. He was sure there was plenty of things Vanitas hadn’t tried yet. Maybe he could find something to teach the other, in return for being taught himself.

The brunet shifted a little uncomfortably at the sight of the unversed but nodded nonetheless. 

“Alright. We’ll just follow the little guys to your place and drop you off to get some rest.”

Void pressed his cheek against Earth and sighed. He didn’t want to let his Master see him like this, but there was a sense of relief knowing he’ll be seeing him soon. All this talk about him was making Void miss Vanitas.

“I think I have met him.” It was the most certain and least confused Roxas had sounded during the course of this entire conversation. “Though you..you formed from him. Alright.” Back to sounding confused he went. At least he had something that wasn’t him asking Void a question, or being snarky.

“Other Keyblades serve…hm. I wonder. They can choose their weilders?” That made him feel better, since he knew that while his own blades could be weilded by others, they were with him currently. Was it possible for Keyblades to choose weilders without Hearts? “Nor would I expect you to. If your bind is so strong, I doubt it would be anywhere close to what you have with…Vanitas.”

Oh yeah no he definately heard the contradictions, but Roxas couldn’t blame him. Honestly…this sounded remarkably similar to another conversation he had had, though he couldn’t say why. It was just a feeking that tickled the edge of his mind, especially the sharper the image of the black haired boy got in his head. “Maybe…but there’s also…a protective and possessiveness to the way you talk about your Master. And even still…as far as I can tell, your personality seems very..sturdy.”

There was no doubt that he didn’t understand. Nor would he ever really. Even he couldn’t dispute that, since he recognized they were entirely seperate species. But that didn’t mean he would not try.

“He came back..okay.”

“You did?” Now it was Void’s turn to be confused. “When?” If that was true, then why did Void not know of this? He would know if his Master had met someone identical to Ventus (well at least in appearance). Did... did this happen when he and Master were separated?

Shit. If that was the case then what else did Void not know about his Master? 

How unsettling.

He hated the possiblity that there was more that Void was missing about his Master. He’ll have to figure out a way to pry information from his Master without seeming too nosy or... maybe his little brothers knew. He hadn’t seen any Unversed recently, but he knew they were around somewhere.

“Of course I’m protective over my Master. If it translates to possessiveness... well, I don’t see what’s wrong about that. My whole existence is because of my Master. Without him I am nothing.” Even if his name was Void Gear, he still had some sort of purpose. Without Vanitas... he wouldn’t be anything at all.

It all made sense, and at the same time, it only confused Roxas further. That was a lot at once to process. And whilst it seemed as if Void wasn’t saddened or angered by that which he spoke about, the Nobody couldn’t help but wonder if the topic was..more than the Keyblade wished to discuss.

“Alright..So the difference between us being you don’t originate from a particular Heart, meaning you don’t feel what would happen, differently than how we can but without a Heart it can be..dulled.” Roxas spoke softly trying to weave together a clear picture with all the information provided.

“Everything is meant to be balanced?” Roxas parroted, head tilted in confusion. Despite his over all intelligence being pretty high, he still had aside from the fighting skills, the education of a child. “And..maybe some Weilders could. But I know at least..in Xion and I’s case, we rely on our keyblades. They’re our partners. So going on without them well…would be incredibly difficult. Though, can’t you guus be passed to new weilders?”

Roxas blinked, memory tickling at the sight of the replicated Void Gear in Void’s hand. An image of black spikes, gold eyes and a snarky laugh passed through his head. Even shaking his head didn’t dislodge the sharpening image in his head. “So time means nothing to you guys…huh. But.. Something about that statement seems off. After all, if you were seperated from your Master…something tells me that it really would affect you. Borrowed emotions, whether acknowledged or not help form a personality. And just hearing you speak, as opposed to how Oathkeeper and Oblivion feel, it seems like you have different personalities.” Roxas could understand the not understanding time, hell words that described the passing time meant little to him aside from days, an old habit from keeping track of his own existance. But he also knew now, a bit about spotting emotions.

“You and your Master are reunited now though…right?” Honestly, he was starting to get concerned for Void. Roxas didn’t know how the two would have been seperated, but for some reason he guessed it had something to do with the image of the boy who he was fairly certain was Vanitas being stuck in Sira’s heart. “And alright.”

“I, personally, come from my Master, but I know other keyblades aren’t necessary the same. Master and I are a special case because of the circumstances of my Master’s creation.” Void was sure this was just confusing Roxas even more and he wondered if it would have been better to just keep quiet about it. Oh well.

“Master and I are directly connected, but other keyblades serve their Masters because they chose them. At least, that’s what I heard.” Void shrugged again because he didn’t care much about other keyblade wielders’ and their situation. “The idea of a keyblade being passed to a different Master is possible, but I personally wouldn’t want to serve anyone else by my current Master.”

Maybe what he said was full of contradictions, but Void knew that in the end whatever his Master chose to do with him would be what he accepted. “Again, my ‘personality’ that you speak of is just because I learned it from Master and the people he has interacted with. It’s hard to explain to someone who is not a keyblade.”

It was pointless to try and keep explaining the situation about the whole emotions deal. Unless someone was a keyblade or any sort of weapon with a human form, it was truly impossible to understand.