After having defeated Xehanort and managed to have saved Kairi from her fate, Sora disappears into a dark abyss of Darkness. Just as it seems like it'll be an endless sleep for having abused the Power of Waking, an outsider manages to teleport the y...
A young boy with green hair thought to himself as his adopted father was training him to be elegant.
Before being trained by his adopted father, this same person had saved his life from what would've been a death that nobody would've cared for.
The young Yabuto had been living underneath a blanket for a few months, being the only thing keeping him from dying of cold.
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He would've probably have died if it wasn't for a man that happen to be going through a horrible winter storm.
"Hm? What are you doing out here? You'll die!"
"..."
"Come on then."
That was the day Yabuto had a last name given to him, Jinzadashi.
After being saved by this nobleman from being left to die in the harsh winters of Gusteko, he was given a new purpose in life, to serve his newly adopted father and become a part of the nobles like he had.
("Don't worry my boy, you will become the best noble.")
("Yes, Father.")
The young boy took his training seriously and with pride, wanting to repay the debt he had with his adopted father.
He worked extremely hard to make him proud, to be a great successful noble and yet he didn't feel happy.
He constantly felt like something was amiss, a problem.
Well, the problem lied on himself, since deep down within him he felt nothing but apathy while he lived his life, trying to be like the other nobles' children.
Despite his best efforts, Yabuto was just unable to be like the other children of the nobles.
He felt like an outcast from them all.
'Why? Why do I feel...so lost? So empty...'
These thoughts plagued him for many years though despite this issue, he had met an interesting individual during one of his group ups with the other nobles' children when they were ten years old. This boy happens to be the son of Rickert Hoffman.
"Rachins Hoffman."
"Yabuto Jinzadashi."
"Seems like we encounter each other once again."
"Yes...now then, shall we do something more productive than just sitting around doing nothing."
"Sure."
The two boys seem to have a good friendly relationship, both knowing that the other doesn't seem to be enjoying their current life. Yabuto is aware of Rachins being distant from nobility, wishing to do more.
