It's been about two months since Kingdom Hearts 3 was released. Oh boy what a game it was. There will be a ton of fix-it moments in this story especially during the Keyblade Graveyard section of the story. There will obviously be spoilers to Kingdom Hearts 3 if you haven't played it for yourselves you have been warned.

Its time to finally write the final story to my Kingdom Hearts fics. For now I am debating whether or not to add the whole thing with Luxu and the secret ending to Kingdom Hearts 3 because I just want this to be a completion of all my KH fics and not continue on where Kingdom Hearts 4 or Kingdom Hearts 3.5 or whatever will bring for future games.

Enjoy the prologue.

Disclaimer Kingdom Hearts is owned by Disney and Square-Enix.


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Prologue

Two students were sitting in front of a grand window overlooking the sea. The wind was billowing against the long white curtains. This entire city was built upon the ruins of another world known as Daybreak Town. The two students were training to become Keyblade Masters, but for now they were enamored in an interesting game of chess. Each of the pieces symbolized something on the board and would etch the future.

"Have you heard of the ancient Keyblade War?" One asked his gold eyes flickering with interest to his opponent and friend.

"Of course, I have Xehanort," The other student spoke. "It's the Master's favorite story." He said moving another chess piece on the board.

"So, you know of the lost masters?" Xehanort asked. "They're the ones that started the keyblade war, Eraqus." He moved another chess piece on the board which prompted Eraqus to remove one of his pieces off the board.

"Never heard of 'em." Eraqus replied dismissively. His grey eyes fixed on the board seeing his friend had taken the upper hand.

To this, Xehanort frowned. "You can drop the façade." He said moving his king piece which resembled a goat's head forward. "On that land shall darkness prevail and light expire," He looked up from the chess board towards a keyblade hanging on the wall. "The future it's already been written."

The most ancient of keyblades passed down from master to master. A dark black handle with a raised spiral carved around it. Its pommel and guard resemble black, demonic wings. The base of the blade is an etching of a goat. The shaft is formed from two black, barbed blades, etched with a white icon resembling a bramble of thorns. The teeth are formed in the shape of a demonic wing, and are set with a blue eye with a cat's eye iris which once belonged to the Master of Masters during the age of fairy tales.

Xehanort was determined to make this keyblade his own one day.

"Who says I can't change it?" Eraqus asked moving his king piece – a crown shaped piece forward on the board. "And maybe light will prevail." He said with a confident smile. "There is more to light than meets the eye," He told his friend. "You might be surprised."

Xehanort gazed up at his friend and simply replied, "Oh I hope so."


The Keyblade Graveyard, a place where fallen keyblade wielders left their mark. This was also the fated place where the seven wielders of light and thirteen seekers of darkness would begin a new keyblade war. To see what Kingdom Hearts – the heart of all worlds would hold.

But, for the wielders of light this was no easy task. For years they had experienced pain, loneliness, and desperation due to one mad man's ambitions. Despite this, they also found and forged friendships, love, and teamwork throughout the years. An unbreakable bond, an unbreakable connection. For some, their adventure began during the Mark of Mastery exam ten years ago or on Destiny Islands or perhaps a visit from a king or sneaking into a castle.

Whatever brought this group together, they knew they had to succeed and stop Organization XIII and Master Xehanort once and for all.

However, the keyblade wielders and their allies were ill prepared for this final bout. Through all their world hopping adventures none of them were prepared for the great battle that they were about to face. They didn't even stand a chance.

The keyblade's chosen one, Sora was the only person standing amongst the bodies that were once his friends. He looked around to see his friends, his companions from the moment he started his adventure on the ground unconscious and barely moving.

"Donald….Goofy!" Sora called out to his partners who was with him from the start.

"Your majesty!" The boy cried out for King Mickey. His hands shook as he held his keyblade, the Kingdom Key shakily in his hands.

"Axel!" He shouted for his Nobody's best friend. He made a promise to Roxas to reunite them one day.

"Aqua! Ven!" Sora's breathing started getting heavier. They had just found the lost keyblade wielders missing for ten years and just like that they were gone. They failed to bring Terra back to the side of the light.

"Levina! Lira!" The keyblade's chosen kept screaming for his friends. He made a promise to Levina, to have her reunited with her family for so long, but not like this. As much as Sora got on Lira's nerves, even he felt bad for letting her down.

"Riku! Kairi!" He called out to his best friends. They were his reason for always plowing forward, to succeed where each of them had failed.

He always said his friends were his power and this time he was alone. He felt so empty without them, so worthless. The boy dropped his keyblade to the ground which disappeared in a flash of light. He sank to his knees letting out an anguish cry of desperation and then started to cry. "I'm worthless without them…," He sobbed. "I can't do this by myself…" He had given up all hope when he was always the one telling everyone else not to give up. There was nothing he could do alone. He failed them all.

Sora suddenly lifted his head up still on his hands and knees. His jaw dropped seeing a gigantic demon tower, a wave shadow heartless headed straight for him and his friends. He had to try, he had to try and save all his friends. He was just so terrified to move, to make his keyblade appear again. But once he slowly started to stand up, the wave of shadow heartless had swallowed his friends one by one.

"N-No…!" Sora quaked as his voice cracked. He couldn't do anything to save them. Why couldn't he do it? He saw the wave of Heartless heading straight for him. He wanted so desperately to be with his friends again. He shut eyes that were always full of light and hope and allowed the shadows to swallow him.

And so, as foretold, darkness prevailed, and light expired….


That's right this is how the fic starts. Don't worry the adventure really begins next chapter :)

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