Bobble felt her feet touch the glass platform as her eyes slowly opened. She looked around her, seeing only pitch black, and the light from the platform beneath her.
Bobble: Where am I?
She looks closer at the image on the platform and sees herself and Y/n. The image had them holding hands in the middle of the circle as he held Fate Rebellion in his other hand. In the smaller circles that went around them, were portraits of her friends from Inkopolis, her mom, Kairi and Riku.
Bobble: What? Where am I?
...You are in the Station of Awakening... ...Do not be afraid... ...You wish to protect him, correct...?
Bobble: I do. I want to be useful to him. I want to fight with him!
...I can sense the commitment in your heart...
...You, who has given love and support to who was born from nothing...
...Your own journey will start soon...
...May your heart be your guiding key...
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Bobble woke up with a start, and sat straight up.
Bobble: What was that weird dream?
She places her hand on her chest, over her heart.
Bobble: May my heart be my guiding key.
She softly smiles and thinks about what you could be doing. From thoughts of you running around every world you could go, to fighting off Organization XIII and their Nobodies. All she knew was that you were looking for her. Her attention focuses onto the book on her nightstand.
Zexion, The Cloaked Schemer.
Formerly Organization XIII's Number VI. He has been eliminated.
Zexion disliked dirtying his own hands, and relied on his wits to dispose of any rivals—but it was one of his own schemes that wound up destroying him.
An intellectual with no room for feelings. He can create illusions at will.
Weapon: Lexicon.
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Saix, The Luna Diviner
Organization XIII's Number VII.
Nobodies like him may look like they respond emotionally, but this is, in fact, a ruse. Nobodies have no hearts.
He may have no heart, but he knows all too well how to injure one. No doubt his poise belies a more savage nature.
Second in command who longs for the heart he does not have. Only the moon breaks his icy calm.
Weapon: Claymore.
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Axel, The Flurry of Dancing Flames.
Organization XIII's Number VIII.
He is the former mentor of Roxas, and a good friend to Y/n, whom he later freed from his imprisonment. He would give anything to get them back.
He has proven to be an odd duck of sorts within the Organization, lashing out against treachery, yet stirring troubles with his own betrayals all the while.
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A Reason To Smile
FanfictionYou are the first attempt at an artificial heart. However, you were deemed a failure by the leader, Xemnas. Afterwards, you were thrown in the dungeons of the castle on The World That Never Was, to be forgotten, such is the true fate of all Nobodies...
