Keyblade
The Mark of Mastery Exam had been long, stressful, and ultimately exhausting. Between the pressure of the test itself, the Thirteen Darknesses, Sora nearly being possessed by Xehanort and so much more, Riku was more than ready to relax for a little while before taking up his new duties as a Keyblade Master.
That’s right: I’m a Master now, he thought to himself, falling back onto the mattress of the bed Yen Sid had given to him in the tower with a sigh, turquoise hues staring up at the ceiling. With all of the excitement, only now that he was alone did he truly have time to process this information. Riku closed his eyes, held out a hand towards the sky, attempting to call Way to the Dawn to his palm.
“What do you think?” he murmured, not really expecting an answer. “Do you think I’m worthy of this – that I’m ready for this?”
