Hello. This is a little fanfiction I wrote on the time I had away from school. Right now, the characters from the original Kingdom Hearts games hasn't been used, but when they are, I would just like to say that I own none of them. First, here's the description since it's a bit too long to be brief.
Long before the time of Heartless, Keyblades, and Organization XIII, only one single world existed in this universe. This one world was named simply 'Utopia'. This Utopia was a world of balanced light and darkness, for these two forces were kept in check by the Magi, or the global guardian, Gabriel. Under Gabriel's watchful eye, peace continued to last between these two forces... That is, until another force was born in Utopia. On one fateful day, a sudden force then led to the creation of another force far overwelming than anything that the denizens of this world have witnessed.
This force was the Keyblade. The power the Keyblade possessed started to sprout greed at a fast speed when the people finally realized of its existence. To obtain this force, people started fighting one another... Day after day, battles of all kind, no matter how small or little, started all for the Keyblade. After being exposed to this much chaos and corruption, the Magi, herself, became corrupted. It was her job to rid the worlds of the unnecessary disorder, and in order to destroy this much chaos, it was made her duty to eliminate the existence of this world.
The Magi, once benevolent, now became filled with wrath, began her mission. After an entire country within Utopia fell after one blast of Magi's power, the people, rather than fighting one another, hid attempting to avoid the wrath that the Magi would bring. Seven people who once worked as messengers of the Magi, or rather known as the Wisemen, finally stood having predicted the fate of this world if Magi continued her mission. The Wisemen then forged more Keyblades using their own powers and, using their awesome power, they managed to finally do battle and win against Magi, but they didn't manage to end her life. Instead, the Wisemen sealed the Magi's presence within different parts of the world in the shape of a Keyhole, but sealing her had its own toll. The world then started to split apart piece by piece and after an explosion took place, these fragments scattered across the cosmos, forming smaller worlds.
In each world, the Keyholes that served as the seals of Magi existed, but they also served another purpose: not only were they seals, they were also the entrance to the heart of the world. Locking the Keyholes would, not only close the door into the heart of the world, but also, they would eliminate one of the seals that kept the Magi in a dormant state. Still, the Keyblades that unlocked the Magi's seals also was the key to defeating Magi, were she ever awakened. Knowing this, the Wisemen placed a seal upon the Keyblades, themselves, until the one with the right heart was revealed. Not only that, they also prophesized that the powers of another Magi, not yet born, will awaken once the previous Magi, Gabriel, had awakened. Once that time comes, the new Magi must travel across the worlds in search of the descendants of the Wisemen, who hold the Keyblade, before Gabriel manages to find and destroy them.
Years after the destruction of Utopia and the birth of the numerous worlds, the Keyweilder and the descendent of one of the Wisemen, Sora, sealed all of the Keyholes in the different worlds and Kingdom Hearts; thus awakening the sleeping Magi. Now in a distant world, the Magi Gabriel awakes filled with the same rage long before, meaning that the powers of another Magi awakened. The battle that will reveal the fate of existence itself begins...
-------------------------------------------------Prologue: Daydream-------------------------------------------------------
What is this?
What is this light?
It's so… Bright…
Suddenly, a large, blue flash filled the eyes of a young boy, wearing but blue jeans, an orange shirt, and a green jacket as his sneakers were blue, stood in a blank area alone. As this light cleared, this child was now seen on a large pedestal. This pedestal was oddly designed. Like a mural, seven figures hidden by robes and hoods in each side while in the middle was a heavenly woman wearing robes that an angel would wear. Her arms were stretched as a ribbon was curled around her to her feet as well. The young boy curiously looked around him and walked forward, but as he stepped onto the face of the maiden's image, the large pedestal started rumbling and flames shot out of the void beneath the pedestal. "What the-?" gasped the boy as he looked around, jumping a little through shock.
One who will save…
One who will destroy…
Who are you?
Looking around to see where this voice was coming from, the black-haired boy looked around while asking angrily, "What are you talking about?" Thinking that he really should answer the question, seeing as he had nothing to do, he answered solemnly, "One who will save…" The flames grew brighter as they cast a shadow upon the pedestal.
Fear… Anger… Sorrow…
If you are one that will save from these three…
Then choose wisely…
Suddenly, three miniature pedestals erupted from the larger one. Soon, through thin air, individual weapons appeared hovering above them. One was a sword, while the other was a shield, and finally, there was a staff. They seemed well designed and also, each had a similar design of a large circle and two smaller circles on each side. Looking interestingly at them, the boy ran towards them and decided which to take. 'Which one… They all seem pretty valuable,' thought the boy. While continuing to walk around the three, he finally stopped at the sword. "Maybe this one," muttered the boy as he reached his arm forward to take the blade. Besides, he had practiced the art of swordsmanship in his school and was quite good at it too. After grasping the handle, the same voice appeared once more.
The blade…
If wielded by one with noble intentions, it can save lives, and yet…
Even if it were to be wielded by one of a wicked heart…
They will both take lives in exchange…
Is this what you have chosen?
"Yes," answered the boy. The other two pedestals crumbled into dust, along with the weapons. The flames grew brighter as the shadows they cast grew darker. The shadows of the flames, after reaching the faces of the robed figures, materialized on this pedestal in a solid shape. From the shadows of the men's faces, a jelly-like creature, long and with two tentacles, rose. Seven of them stood staring at the boy. Suddenly, their eyes opened widely as well. "What-"he gasped, "What are they?"
Darkness… The Darkness of the Heart…
The Darkness lurks everywhere and takes shape differently, depending on its wielder…
This is your darkness…
"M… My darkness?" asked the lad as he stood in a defensive stance. The shadows each moved slowly towards the boy as they extended their tentacles, each prepared to swallow him whole. Considering his current area, flight was hardly an option at this point, so a fight was to ensue. The child charged at one of the dark blobs and as its tentacle extended to whip its target, he jumped a bit backwards, dodging the attack, and rammed at its eye with his elbow, knocking it backwards. Using this chance, he slashed at the creature constantly and finally, after slashing it six times, it disappeared in a black mist. Seeing as one of their comrades has met its demise, the others stared at one another and moved towards each other.
Suddenly, they each joined together. Their thick, liquid bodies then merged together, forming one single creature. Rather than growing in size though, it started to mold itself into a humanoid creature. On its back, two wing-like shapes extended and on, what appeared to be its head, hair started to grow. Its body extended, shaping into a dress-like shape. On its face, two eyes opened, revealing a yellow glow that stared at the child. The child backed away, staring at the creature. "Who… Who are you?" asked he.
The shape of your darkness…
This is the shape of your darkness…
You cannot defeat it yet…
The creature, now transformed into a maiden-like shape resembling the one on the pedestal, started to mold its right hand into a sword-like shape. With that, it charged at the boy with a raised blade. Gasping, he quickly put his blade over him, closed his eyes out of fear, and a loud clang was heard. As he opened his eyes again, he now saw that his blade had been sliced in half. The other half of the blade wasn't on the pedestal, so it would be safe to assume that it had fallen into the dark void beneath it. The darkness, now on the other edge, charged forward quickly through flight and stretched its arms out. Paralyzed with fear, the unfortunate boy couldn't manage to move his legs, although his mind told him to run. Suddenly, as the darkness got close enough, it extended its left arm and suddenly, grabbed the neck of its opponent. "C… Can't… Breathe…" he said with a raspy voice as he felt the air escaping him. His entire life flashed before his eyes as he was being strangled to death.
Don't worry…
Your Light will soon become stronger…
Don't be afraid…
'How can I not…?' he thought as he coughed loudly. Suddenly, a stern voice then started to echo around him. "Wake up, Mr. Ito…" said the voice. "Wake up!" It felt as though his arm was being shaken by an unknown presence. Suddenly, as a ray of light filled his eyes, the area around him started to disappear. It was substituted by a room with desks and a large, green chalkboard. Children about his age stared at him with a curious gaze and a few muffled chuckles. "Well… It's nice to see you have woken, Mr. Ito. What sort of dream did you have this time, hmm? Apparently, you were under the sea since you kept saying you couldn't breathe, but don't worry. You're safe in school now. Maybe next time you can tell us all about it in the form of a fifteen page essay," said a man holding a book looking at him through rectangular glasses with a serious gaze. At this comment, a few of the children covered their mouths, holding in their laughter. "Oh… Sorry about that," said the child as he blushed brightly while fixing his glasses. 'Wow… This time, I didn't even know I was sleeping,' he thought. This boy's name is Zane Ito and he was a Junior High student in Montblanc Academy.