❝ it seems you’re a great deal more important than you appear. ❞
(Luxord)
( @gambledfate )
Important?
Initially an impulse knitted in a more negative frame wanted to pose an argument to that. Part of him despises how that was so readied despite how far he's come. Yet, wasn't it also a sense of growth that prevented him from denying the scale of his own importance? Any conflict within the keybearer's eyes simmers. "Life just has a way of being full of surprises, huh? But whatever that importance means for you, may as well be something more tricky for me."
The gambler of fate, someone who etches down cosmic rules and sets them into the framework of games where the House normally holds a home court advantage. Sora isn't ignorant to the peril that comes with letting his fate become tested upon unfair scales, yet shouldn't faith in the self be a touch higher? After all there were countless eyes and hopeful smiles that beamed at his arrival, that cheered and roared for his ascent. It's time he started making good on how far they've risked it all for him too.
A natural rule breaker, the Keyblade will always be a vigil ally on the offchance there's a sinister shadow aiming to simply pull him down under. "I have my reservations on if you're in a good enough mood to iterate, but no doubt there's plans going on even well beyond the Organization's hand, right?" His voice holds a steely sense of belief. Ever since becoming a soul that treads upon the forbidden path, a new side of the Islander has been unveiled, an accumulation of that very grit that's left him a blinding star before the nefarious plans set upon the cosmos.
Even now that's why his smile doesn't deny the naturally earned arrogance.
"The real question is my importance on the type of game aching to be played here. We've done this song and dance before, you know I won't deny a seat at this table."
@gambledfate
