Xehanort remembered coming here with Eraqus and their Master. It was a barren wasteland, and tornadoes and dust filled the sky. He looked at each dead keyblade as he walked by, the rows seemingly endless as he searched for the center. As he neared what he believed to be the center, where the four roads would meet, he noticed a large tornado, wisps of darkness and light bolting from it. He donned his armor to stay safe, and continued walking up the path. He walked closer and closer to the vortex, a figure becoming more and more visible in the center of it. He was slowed by the powerful winds as he got to the threshold of the tornado. He summoned his keyblade, and struck at the vortex, making it disappear. He looked back over to the center, where the figure was now clearly visible. A man, clad in rusted, darkened armor. A cape hung from the shoulders and neck as the figure knelt.
"And who are you?" Xehanort asked. The man would not respond. Xehanort would walk over, and tap the man on the shoulder. The figure would look upwards at Xehanort, it's helmet visor blackened and impossible to see through. Xehanort backed away a bit, as the man slowly stood up. His cape fell to the floor, barely touching the ground as he fully stood. He stared at Xehanort for a moment, silent.
"What is this," Xehanort asked, "and who are you!" He said, holding his keyblade ready. The man turned his vision to the Keyblade, and then back to Xehanort. He raised his hand to the sky, and would summon a large orb of shadow and light. The orb would disappear, and Xehanort noticed a blade in the man's raised hand. A very large blade, unlike any he'd seen before. The hilt was comprised of two yellow handguarded keyblades, both with a darkened silver blade. The hilts of the two keyblades were formed together to make one handle, and the blades themselves crossed. The blades' teeth would have a brown, rusted metal pattern branching from them, the left side's visably broken, somewhat. From the V-shape the blades had, a single rusted metal blade would extend. The man lowered his hand, the blade by his side. He readied it, and looked over to Xehanort. He would rush in at Xehanort, slashing quickly upwards at him. Xehanort would jump back, blocking the attack barely with his own keyblade. He would land, and look over. The man was no longer visible. Xehanort walked over, and looked around. He was knocked down suddenly, the man having appeared behind him. Xehanort would turn over to look at his enemy, the blade he held pointed at Xehanort's heart.
"I will not be defeated here!" Xehanort yelled out. He would teleport quickly behind the man, slicing at him with his keyblade. The man would stand still. Xehanort looked at him, ready to defend himself and fight back. However, the man's armor would fall, revealing there was no physical form inside the armor. As the last gauntlet fell, the blade fell with it. Xehanort went over to pick up the blade, but as he touched it's hilt, the blade and armor would disappear into nothingness.
"Who... what was that?" Xehanort would say quietly to himself, looking down at the now empty and dust-ridden ground.
And that, everyone, is the epilogue of this story. I'll leave the speculation up to you as to who I intended the man to be. I think you already know what the blade is! I'll be making a new story soon, so keep your eyes open for my next Kingdom Hearts fanfiction, titled "Heart of Conflict!" Thank you very much for all of the good reviews!