#lordofoblivion

“You are not helping!!”

"Bless you."

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    a   feeling   of   a   presence   burns   through   him,   and   he   leans   up,   eyes   focusing   on   the   fellow   leader   with   a   hum.   ❛   oh   !   lauriam,   you   awake   as   well   ?   ❜   he   pulls   himself   up   to   a   sitting   position,   grinning   bright,   ❛   guess   im   not   the   only   one   unable   to   sleep,   huh   ?   ❜

Everything had been so turned on its head, and all in such a short time. The lines between light and dark, good and evil, had all become so blurred since even before the final confrontation with Xehanort, and only a short while ago. Months, perhaps, had passed, and even then, Sora still struggled to recall when times had been simpler. When enemies weren’t friends, and friends hadn’t been enemies, and the dark wasn’t all wicked and good and bad hadn’t meshed and muddled into a giant mess of pure human nature. 

There was so much. So many things had changed, and Sora struggled to even differentiate up from down. Were there even people that he shouldn’t trust, when even those like Xehanort who had been so sold on the complete annihilation of everything could find redemption and forgiveness? He wasn’t sure anymore. Not that Sora hadn’t always been interested in a predominantly diplomatic approach, at least at first, but after that final battle, he had become even more insistent on trying to maintain peace with others. Put out a positive energy into the world, especially since it had been so kind to forgive him for his transgressions.

Somehow, he had managed to survive his excessive reliance on the power of waking. He had lived on borrowed time since he first started following the path of a keyblade’s chosen wielder. And when balance had been so effectively restored, he saw little point in picking fights if he didn’t have to. There were plenty of other things he had missed out on, and he was ready to finally live. Take time to smell the roses, so to speak.

It was why, as he had taken a stroll through Radiant Garden’s more commercial district, and a head of bright pink hair caught his attention, he stuffed down the initial urge to draw his keyblade, ready to fight for survival. Instead, he titled his head, focusing instead on the surprise he felt over such an unexpected reunion. And in a quaint little flower shop, of all places. “Mar...luxia?”he started, hesitance in his voice. Part of him doubted that he, of all people, would be one that Marluxia would hope to see again.

@lordofoblivion​ sent: “Stop beating up kids you say are your friends.” (because honestly I always say I WILL BEAT YOU WITH FRIENDSHIP when I'm playing KH xD)

“Huh?”

“Aw, C’mon. We’re only playing.” And it wasn’t as if Riku didn’t deserve it for all the times he ruthlessly beat him back on the island. Now it was his turn to show the strength he’d accumulated throughout his adventures.

@lordofoblivion​ sent:

".... Very well, then it's lights out for you." (Sorry Riku you need SLEEP so he is gonna put you out :3)