Sora

❝They can take your heart, but if it's your fate then every step forward will always be a step closer to home❞ Adventuring w/ @SpunkyOptimist #KHRP #MVRP

[Sora @KeyOfManyHearts]

@SpunkyOptimist shot.

[See you in your dreams]>

He pushed himself up into a standing position, knowing his next destination.

[Sora @KeyOfManyHearts]

Tries to send @SpunkyOptimist a text saying 'Can't wait to see you again. Dying to get back soon ♥', but since he's still trapped in un-reality it ends up going through as 'y̸o̴u̵ ̷D̸y̸i̸n̶g̶ ̷s̷o̸o̵n̵'

[Sora @KeyOfManyHearts]

@SpunkyOptimist that? Their messages were all scrambled. The longer the message he sent the greater chance he'd confuse her.

"OH!" He called upon setting up.

"I know!" He sent a short and sleep message, knowing it wouldn't exactly get through correctly. Either way, it was worth a --

[Sora @KeyOfManyHearts]

@XxDarkestSoulXx intruder.

"What are YOU doing here?!?"

[Sora @KeyOfManyHearts]

@XxDarkestSoulXx none other than the heartless before him. A heartless in a realm where they shouldn't even exist. As if Ansem's appearance wasn't scary enough.

"YOU!" He called, taking a step back as he lowered himself into a defensive position. Eyes narrowed and his vision fixed in on the--

[Sora @KeyOfManyHearts]

@AimlessPsyche reason why he couldn't. After all, the wielder always strived to be the understanding sort of person.

[Sora @KeyOfManyHearts]

@AimlessPsyche the other, pushing his thoughts further on it.

"You said you had a plan...." Sora pointed out.

"Why shouldn't you tell me?" He frowned, a bit saddened by that the red head would go off and keep secrets from him. Though, at the very least, he seemed open to discussing that--

[Sora @KeyOfManyHearts]

@TheKangDynasty to pick up the device which the conqueror had dropped.

"What's this?" He questioned, holding it up to get a better look at it.

[Sora @KeyOfManyHearts]

@TheKangDynasty concerned with the technological and scientific side of things. More like a tank that was pointed in the right direction by those people. Eventually, standing in the wake of the water, the wielder would feel something brush up against his foot.

"Hmmm?" He hummed, bending over--