Akira stood motionlessly as the door unlocked somewhere behind him. He turned bewildered yet unable to control his curiosity he moved forwars stepping onto what appeared to be a stained glass portrait of a beautiful woman in a blue ball gown her blonde hair tied up in a bun with a black ribbon. Below her were a small group of mice standing on a pumpkin and a broom.

[i]A Princess of Heart[/i]

The words flashed through his mind remembering the files he read through back home. He looked up from the floor to see a pathway and more pillars of light headed toward a central column of stained glass pictures. Acting on instinct he moved forward up the twisting, distorted stairway until he stood on another platform with a small amount of the image revealed. Others he recognized as fellow Keyblade wielders stood on the platform and as more arrived the platform revealed more of itself. Looking around he saw two all to familiar faces.
"Riku! Sora!" he said looking at the pictures before realizing he sounded much like a child and looked up to find Nero there as well with a similar look of comfort and recognition he knew he wore along with the embarrassment. As a central pedestal rose he looked to the sword in his hand and grinned.

[i]To protect other worlds through the destruction of Darkness[/i] he thought as he moved toward the pedestal to place the sword on it joining the others there in the central part of the platform. He had heard a couple introductions and nodded to the others.
"Nero already knows my name but for those that don't I'm Akira." he said his eyes never leaving the sword he had placed on the pedestal.