A vast land grows in this once familiar void. The void that kingdom hearts had tried to elude once upon a time. But, is there such a way for

kingdom hearts to be reborn? After all the pain, the suffering, the heart-wrenching fear that bestowed into all their hearts? Aqua, Terra, Ven,

Sora, Kairi, Riku, Axel, Roxas, and Xion. They grow old in different worlds; some would say those of the key blade weilders have died off from

existence. Even the key blade graveyard has been lost to humanity forever. Forever underground from the earthquake that struck long ago.

There the spirits of the key blade warriors bounded forever to the key blade they wielded were all set free and had moved on. A new frontier

of key blade wielders would be coming soon. But as everything in the world there comes an even greater evil. It has now been 80 years since

the pact of the key forge was together. They had sealed up the worlds permanently so that none of the heartless could escape, along with

any other evil. Such things to the forge, however, are greatly forgotten these days. They have lived out their lives peacefully after the return of

their hearts and souls.

Her home was Earth. The only known world in the Milky Way galaxy with almost eight billion people on it. She lived in a country know as

America. Needless to say, her world was mysterious in her own way. But it was also boring. What was there to do besides live this life of

society? Was there something greater out there? That was the question she asked herself. There has to be something greater.

This blows, she thought to herself. She knew she was a different person from within, something unique and genuine.

"Do you remember those old days my friend?" an old one spoke to his other elderly friend.

" I do - I remember we wanted to leave our little world and travel the other worlds, the other lands. But I do not think the worlds are very far

apart". Wise was the elder. He spoke with great wisdom and sincerity to his friend, like that of a majestic wizard of some sorts. The old one

put a hand on his elderly friends shoulder.

"I do agree with that. There is one thing I fear that makes my heart both frightened and sad" - the old one spoke of concern in his voice - "I

sense a new evil coming to the worlds. Something far greater than xehanort and organization XIII". A look of shock came on the elders face.

"I can sense it" he replied. They both closed their eyes. The wind blew through their light grey hair as they collected their thoughts. They could

feel energy from all around them.

School had finally let out for her. 2 'O' clock the clock read. It felt nice every day out of school. At least that's what she thought anyway.

"Hey Rex, are you coming" yelled Rena from across the school yard. Rex gave her a thumb up. They were going to their secret hide out,

mysterious and unknown where no one knows where it is. They happened to discover it on their way through the woods one day. But today

a haunting wind descended over the land causing a bit of fear in their hearts. The scenery was changing.

Something is about to happen isn't it? Rena was sharp, knew that there was something fishy existing behind the gate way of the secret spot.

Clouds descended and before she knew it rain had start to pour.

"Rex Stay close to me" She saw behind one of the boxes that there indeed was a portal. She didn't question its existence or bother to even \

consider of the possibility how it got there.

"Let me check it out" said Rex.

"No, you and I both have to go" a look of focus crossed her face with his. They knew what to do.

It's beautiful they thought. Going through such a portal revealed all malevolent colors. Swirls of electric blue, purple, violet, orange, sapphire,

and many other colors. They reached the other side of the usual spot. If there is such an emotion for fear, it grabbed both of their attention. A

vast shadow crept over the sky. The sun is going down, and they needed to act fast. The sunset doesn't last very long here. At a closer glance

the usual spot has been wrecked. Curtains tore apart and even boxes mangled and destroyed. Some bearing deep claw markings. This world

they knew before was non-existing. They would find no life; buildings either crumbled or boarded up. No sounds of footsteps and even

the friends they once made here were now a memory. It was troublesome for the two to understand what exactly went wrong. After walking

the grounds of the remaining world they came to a fork in the road where the old tram bridge was, Rena only horrified to see the trolley on its

last wheel, literally. It was still fairly together; rust caused corrosion, the windows dented, parts laid scattered all over the ground surrounded

by tall grass. The two noticed something they have never seen before. Standing on the trams concrete stood a big sign that read "Crossing

hollow" it was easily understood just by looking at everything.

In a desperate attempt to find some type of life Rena searched and even scavenged the area a little more. She finally understood that her

efforts were futile, but it took just a glance, just one, and she found a beautiful flower around a pile of dead grass and dirt which, from the

looks of it, looked ingrown. With her delicate hands she scooped the flower up as if it is meant for her. She could hear a humming of some

sorts.

It sounds like a lullaby. . .

She now hummed the tune.

Hmmm-hm-hmmm-hm-hmmm-hm-hmmm-hmm-.

Something from within her told her what she must do. But she was a little hesitant about this. She didn't know If it was a person or not. For all

she knew it was probably a hoax. Curiosity would not give her the benefit of the doubt. She had stared at the vase holding this flower for

what seemed forever. What could it be? Somehow the flower that hummed was showing her a cave where a door shaped out of stone lay.

Judging by its character Rena concluded that the cave's exterior is almost a century old. Admiring the spectacle she stared out to where she

saw another flower-pot just lying in the dirt. She gazed as it was truly beautiful, better than this vase that the flower is held in. She picked it

up, dust it off with her hand and put the flower in it. Before her eyes she saw a miracle of life. A white mist flowed through her body where she

heard the lullaby again, only it was much clearer. An old-looking beggar woman came into form from the white mist. The old beggar woman

started to talk mumbling under her breath which the only words Rena made out were "all these years". The beggar woman took notice to

Rena's presence. Looking her up and down the beggar woman burst out with a hug to Rena and had laughed. Rena made out the smile under

the wrinkles of the beggar woman's face. It warmed her sincerely for some reason. The feeling felt as if the beggar woman was Rena's relative, like a lost grandmother.

The old woman began to speak.

"I can't even begin to explain how cramped it was inside that other vase" the beggar woman said. Rena couldn't help but smile and laugh.

"Hello there, what's your name" the beggar woman spoke with a rather enthusiasm. She never thought the day would come where a heart

like Rena's would release her of the state she was in.

"My name is Rena ma'am"

"Nice to meet you Rena".

A moment passed and both the old woman and Rena stared out to the world that was. The enthusiasm the old woman had, seemed to drain

away like water in a sink.

Such a cruel way to end such a world she thought.

"This world was a happy place. The people of this world all lived together in harmony. No one ever fought, deceived or even lost their faith in

their hearts" The beggar woman spoke of old memories. Rena interested was now wanting to ask questions and receive some answers.

"The people of this world, how did they suffer?" the question came out in a sincere sadness. Rena had noticed now that expression the old

woman's face turned to better times.

"It was almost a hundred years ago, but I had decided in my early twenties to live in this beautiful town. You see, this world filled was with

light, warmth and happiness. Something that I cherish very much at my old age. I never lost sight of these feelings and I enjoyed my life

throughout the years. But one day there came a great evil that threatened these emotions, these feelings. These feelings are what represent

the light in the human heart, something that this darkness had destroyed – go on my dear, you may ask questions. I have much to tell you" it

was as if the old woman sensed Rena's ambitions.

"So the feelings I have felt, you say-"

"Yes these feelings are of the light".

"I see. Then why do I feel like you are a part of me?"

"Because my dear, you and I had destined to meet. For we are each other".

Rena's expression turned in disbelief.

How is it possible that we are each other? Could it be through some sort of twisted fate that our lives are very similar?

"How are we each other?"

"Because you are Namine"

. . . what?!

Rena definitely did not know how to take this. She isn't herself? a reincarnation? a girl who this old woman knows?

"Who is Namine?" it was a taunting question but Rena needed to know.

The beggar woman sighed.

"Namine is my other half. She is a part of me which is inside you. Before you were born she had died. But after she had died I found out from

sources from this town that speculate a newborn reincarnated was her".

"And how do you know that isn't a lie?" a questioned look came on Rena's face. She tried to disregard the thought that she might be a

reincarnation.

"because dear, even before you were ever born, Namine' knew that when she would pass on she would be reincarnated into a newborn to

protect the light that is now lost to us".

The beggar woman lost no words and bared her tongue well. Rena couldn't argue with that logic. She heard stories of a prophecy that a

girl would be the salvation of all worlds. That she would be their protector. No one knew of this girl, or her name, and strange enough

the story was never completely translated into English. The story has been passed down. Did this mean that everything about Rena was a lie?

Was her home, her family, even her existence is not really hers?

It was a lot of information to take in. She had never known, and she had always thought she was plain old Rena.

"Do not be afraid Rena. You are the only one who can save the worlds".

"But, how am I to do that? This is all so sudden. I never asked for this. I never thought that in my life that my fate would bring me to you, or to

this world. I thought that if I kept it a secret from what was my family, then, surely I could have just lived my life living it normally. But that is no

longer an option anymore, is it?" it was noticeable that the beggar woman sensed Rena's emotion. Rena's expression was blank, lost in a

daze. The old woman came closer and put a hand on her shoulder.

I'm nothing special. Or…am I actually special?

"Rena, look at me. You now have knowledge of this town and I; it is no longer existing. Now there is an even greater journey you must travel.

That is the new existence of your life, and what once was mine".

Rena had found new hope within herself. She looked past her thoughts of being a reincarnation. She looked to her future and now knew that

she needed to complete a task only she can do.

"Where must I go?" she replied.

"Go to the town with the name Abyss Falls. It once was called Radiant Garden, but alas the darkness takes control their now as all the worlds were

long ago".

"What is my task though?"

"You are to find a charm that represents the warmth you hold in your heart. But be warned creatures lark around there, and an old man walks

the park square."

With the knowledge fresh in her mind and the new-found hope in her heart Rena was off to start her journey.

"Rena, at some point, everyone, no matter who they are, realizes their true potential. Inside you there is something, I definitely can feel it" the

beggar woman spoke before Rena started to walk.

oh, I almost forgot to ask you your name.

"By the way what is your name?"

"Do forgive me I am so sorry. My name is Kairi".

I will see you again my dear sweet Rena. Destiny finds a way.