@DaxamTaivas sat inside a cave in a cove on the island. He watched the ocean's waves in the afternoon and evening, wondering if he would ever get off the island. He hoped that Zac could fix his ship so he could leave this rock quickly. His thoughts soon moved towards the people in the picture. Tavias felt he knew them but couldn’t remember their relationship. Were they friends? Colleagues? He wasn’t sure how he knew them, but perhaps someone did know where to find them. Soon enough, it was nighttime, and he felt pretty tired. He shut his eyes and tried to dream. He was in some strange place with a mosaic on the ground. Three weapons were on a pedestal around the area, and a large wooden door was in the middle. Hearing a voice speaking to him. “
Choose your weapon of choice.” Picking the sword above one of the pedestals.
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You choose the power of the warrior.” The voice said, and the door opened by itself. As Taivas approached the door, he noticed nothing but pure darkness. Going through the door, he felt himself floating with nothing in sight. Eventually, he floated on top of a floating island. There was no door or anywhere else he could go. Soon enough, he saw a huge figure coming up from below the island. Its whole body was covered in shadow, and its hair was long black tendrils.
The creature started to attack Taivas, who got into a fighting stance. However, before the fight began, he woke up. Standing up, he felt a sense of panic and dread fill his body. His eyes looked up at the orb in the sky. This felt so familiar to him like it had happened before. Again, looking at the orb before his eyes, he noticed the shadows coming towards him. His mind wandered towards Zac’s ship. He would need to move now, or then he would be left behind.
Running toward where Zac was, he was stopped by a group of shadows blocking his way. He didn’t have a weapon to protect himself from these creatures. That was when he heard a voice speaking to him. “
Use the darkness in your heart to defend yourself.” And with that, he noticed the strange key-like sword in his hand. It was the same one from the dream before he had woken up on the island.
It felt familiar and quite good in his hand. Smiling at the shadows before quickly cutting them down. Running towards where Zac was. Defeating any of the shadows that had gotten in his way. “
GET OUT OF MY WAY!!!” He yelled out, using his sword to attack the shadows. Noticing Zac and the similar sword in his hand. He wondered if they were both chosen to wield this “keyblade.”
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Zac, do you know what's going on?” he yelled, moving closer to him. He looked at him and then at the ship, nodded his head, and entered. He put on his safety belt, watched as the ship took off, and moved around the island, watching him get out to help the inhabitants with the shadows. Part of him wanted to take the driver’s seat and leave them on this rock, but he just stayed in his seat, watching them fight the shadows, trying to get inside the ship.