He watched the world crumble. Swarms of those ink black creatures with burning golden eyes clawed madly at the fringe of existence, and he studied them. They pooled in shadows of alleyways, climbed walls and towers with such intensity that everything became black. The sky was so overcast that it was a wonder anything was visible at all.
From the safety of the view from the hill, he watched the darkness consume his home.
They'd arrived a few hours previously, snuck in through gaps in door frames and open windows. He'd been lucky enough to have been awake when they attacked him. He'd tried fending them off with a broom, but it made no difference. So he'd run, the monsters snapping at his heels, clinging to his legs, his arms, his chest. Digging in as though attempting to mindlessly claw their way inside of him. Momentarily, he fell, consciousness slipping away. A freshly-repaired scythe had been lying by one of the houses and he'd blindly reached out for it, swung it around. The movements came to him naturally. He battled them away.
They ignored him now, leaving to seek out new, less dangerous victims. So it had been with clinical detachment that he'd climbed to the crest of the hill to oversee his homeworld fragment into oblivion.
The darkness was unnaturally powerful, he mused as he ran one finger down the curved, metallic blade of the scythe. The darkness was power.
It called to him, tempted his every desire with an open, twisted hand. He stood, open coat blowing restlessly in the wind.
"Who are you?" He whispered.
There was a low chuckle behind him. He felt the whisper of darkness in the very core of his being, even above the chaos raging below.
"My name is of no importance,"
He'd always believed in good manners.
"I am Lu Maria,"
He did not, however, turn to face the man behind him. There was no need.
"Do you seek the power of darkness?"
He gestured briefly to the world before him. The last remains of houses, fields and woodlands were being torn away. The great castle, once so proud, was gone beneath the hungry claws of the monsters from the darkness.
"No need. It calls to me."
Another low murmur of a laugh.
"Welcome to the Organisation... Marluxia."
Marluxia. It had a nice ring to it.
Lu Maria followed the cloaked man through the darkness and disappeared.
