I own... Well, I own a cat. His name is Pickle. He's bad boy.

Chapter XXVI

The Becoming

The sun would soon be setting in Contigo.

She sat alone on the steps before her house. She was waiting.

They would be arriving soon.

She knew, because she saw it in a vision. Her powers of forbearance had long ago been fine-tuned by many years of training. She saw most things in advance, sometimes years before they actually happened.

It was both a blessing and a curse.

Life had, in many ways, become an act. She went to the places she saw, said the things that needed said, and did what needed done. It was like an actor playing out a scene on stage. All of her motions were planned ahead of time. Every reaction she saw to her actions was known to her in advance.

She lived her life without surprise.

So she knew what to expect when Felix and his companions arrived suddenly with a flash of light, carrying two collapsed figures. Garet and Piers, she had met before. She had never spoken to the man with the red hair, but she already knew his name and much of his history. She also knew who the two children they carried were.

One of them was dead. She knew this already.

More importantly, she knew who the raven-haired girl in Felix's arms was. Her name was Xion. She had been traveling with Felix for almost a year now.

But when she saw Xion, Hama was genuinely surprised for the first time in years.

The girl in Felix's arms was... different. She had changed. She was still the same person, of course. But when Hama saw her, she was physically different from what the prophet had foreseen.

Suddenly, everything she had anticipated was thrown into doubt. Somehow, Xion had been changed... the timeline of events Hama had been expecting was no longer absolute, if such a thing could be. If something could happen that she had not been expecting, then what did that mean for the future she had been awaiting...?

Hama kept her stoic mask up as she led them into her house, but inside, she trembled with the fear of the unknown for the first time.

The warm and gentle rays of the afternoon sun enveloped her, and she awoke slowly and peacefully.

It had been a long time since she had been able to awaken in the calm and natural way. So often was she troubled by nightmares and fears that she was now used to waking suddenly, with a hammering heart, shaking hands, and a sweating brow.

But today, she awoke without fear or anxiety. It was a welcome relief.

She heard some voices from somewhere – likely the other side of the room. She couldn't make out what they were saying, but the voices themselves were familiar enough that she could tell they belonged to her friends.

After a while, the voices faded, and comforting silence returned to the room. She could feel she was alone, save for one person. The presence of her friend at her bedside.

Deciding she was lucid enough, Xion opened her eyes. Felix was there, in a chair beside her, watching her wake.

"Good morning," she said with a smile.

Felix watched her hesitantly, as though he wasn't sure it was her. "...Xion," he said after a moment, not a question, but not quite a statement either.

"Last I checked," she replied. "Where are we? The last I remember–"

Venus Lighthouse. Demyx. Riku.

She pushed the bad thoughts out of her mind. She was too relaxed, too at peace, to be thinking about those things now.

"What is this place?" she asked instead.

Felix hesitated before answering. "We're in Contigo. This is Hama's house. She's Ivan's sister."

"Ivan's sister...? Oh yeah, I think I remember him talking about her once," Xion noticed the apprehension in Felix's eyes. "What's the matter?"

He didn't answer for a while. He simply left her hanging, sitting beside her in silence. His eyes refused to linger on her, as though he was afraid of her.

"How do you feel, Xion?" he asked her at last.

She blinked. What an odd thing for Felix to ask. "I feel... fine. I'm not injured, if that's what you're concerned about."

But as she spoke, she realized she hadn't really thought about it. Emotionally, she was fine for the moment. The deaths... she was refusing to think about them for now, but once she did, she would undoubtedly be upset. Physically, well... the battle had been exhausting but she had been through worse. Her body wasn't injured, as she'd just told Felix, and everything was just the way she...

No it wasn't.

She hadn't noticed it because she hadn't moved yet. But the moment her thoughts came to her body, she realized that something was off. Things were different. She felt heavier. Her limbs weren't her own. She had changed somehow.

Don't panic.

"On second thought..." she turned to Felix. "Uh... is there something wrong with me?"

Felix's cheeks burned red, something she had never seen before. "Well... I don't really know what to say. Not 'wrong', I think. Err..." Felix was looking determinately at the floor, blushing furiously.

Xion was starting to panic now. She had never seen Felix blush before. Something was making him seriously uncomfortable. "Felix, what happened to me?"

He scratched the back of his neck. "I don't know what to say. Uh... perhaps it's best if you see yourself."

Xion sat up, and was immediately struck by a wave of nausea. She felt sick to the stomach. "Ugh... is there there a mirror somewhere?"

"Hama brought one in the other room. She probably knew you would need one. She predicts things."

"Okay," Xion muttered. "Can you show me to it? I actually don't feel well at all, now that I've moved a bit."

Felix blushed again, and took her hand. "Sure... just follow me."

She rose hesitantly, relying on Felix both for support and guidance. She really did feel sick. Her movements were lethargic and slow. Her center of balance was thrown off. Everything around her felt smaller. Even Felix looked a bit shorter.

The Venus Adept led her out of the small bedroom and into what looked like a living room. Xion wasn't sure, because everything was blurry and saturated. She found it was easier to just close her eyes and let Felix guide her.

She was starving. Had she ever been this hungry in her life? Strange, that one could be so hungry, yet sick to the stomach at the same time. She really did feel like crap. How ironic; she'd felt so nice when she had first woke up.

They came to a stop. "It's here," she heard Felix say. She let herself have a moment to steady herself. Then she opened her eyes.

And she very nearly fainted right there.

The girl in her reflection wasn't her. Xion was a two year-old Replica, who had the body of a roughly fifteen year-old girl. The girl she was looking at was certainly not fifteen. She was a grown woman.

Xion hesitantly lifted her arm. The woman in her reflection moved the same. She blinked. The reflection blinked.

It was her, all right. The black hair was much longer now, flowing past her shoulders. The clothes she had bought months ago in Loho were tight now, barely fitting on the much fuller, more shapely body. Her hips were wider, and her waist slimmer. The biggest change of course, was her chest...

No wonder Felix had been blushing.

"I... I don't understand," she said. "I'm... older?"

"It would seem so," Felix replied, standing behind her, but looking elsewhere.

"But... why?" She reached up and ran her fingers down her cheek. It was still her body, just... more mature.

"That's what we've been trying to figure out," Felix said. "Do you remember anything?"

"I don't think I would forget something like this," she laughed, in spite of the situation. "This is so... weird..."

Felix grunted in reply.

Xion turned to examine herself in further detail. She was certain of it. This was definitely her, just older. Everything felt familiar, yet different.

"You don't think..." her eyes lit up in excitement. "Is this the result of gathering the Essences? Am I free from Sora?"

"Why would that be so when you only have two of the four Essences?" Felix countered. "And why would just a thing cause you to grow suddenly older? I agree that it is likely a result of you obtaining the Venus Essence, but I don't think you're done yet."

"Hmm, good point," Xion stroked her chin, which she realized was a bit pointier than before. "Did this happen while I was passed out?"

Felix shook his head. "You were like this after the battle with Riku. There was a huge explosion of energy, and the barrier disintegrated. We ran to you, and you were like this."

"An explosion of energy...?"

Of course. It all came rushing back to her.

She'd needed more power than she had to defeat Riku. So she had drawn power from... something. Or more accurately, something had shown her how to use the power she already had, and had given her a temporary boost in Psynergy to use it with.

Five years of experience.

That was what she had needed to utilize the potential Venus Psynergies. With no prior training in the craft, she had needed to learn from the ground up. Normally it would have taken her five years of daily, grueling training to become skilled enough to cast Odyssey. So the something that had helped her had given her that five years of training in the space of a single second.

But she could not gain something without giving something up. So in exchange for five years of experience, she had given up five years of her life.

"Five years..." she said quietly.

"I'm sorry?" Felix asked.

"I needed five years of experience to be strong enough to beat Riku," Xion explained to Felix. "The Wise One... he gave me the five years I needed."

Felix's mouth tightened to a thin line. "So he's the one responsible. Figures he would do something cruel like this."

"I would have died otherwise," Xion told him. "I cheated the laws of reality to attain something I wasn't ready for. Without Odyssey, I could never have beaten-"

She closed her eyes. Any chance of holding on to a good mood was gone at this point. The conversation had become too morose. She couldn't hold back the thoughts anymore.

Demyx. Riku.

"Felix, where is Riku?"

He showed her to the grave.

There was nothing special about it. It was an ordinary grave, marked only by a wooden cross. There were a few others beside it. It was different from then only in that the soil was freshly disturbed, where the others had long since been covered in grass.

Just an ordinary, nameless grave.

But to Xion, it was something far more. It signified the point where she could no longer turn back.

From the moment she had first fled to Weyard, there had always been the possibility of going back to Riku, and letting him end her. Surrendering to Sora. Accepting her fate. And there had been times when she had even considered doing that.

But now, Riku was dead. Slain by her own hand. And her path was fixed. She had no other options now but to finish what she had started. To gather the final two Essences, attain her independent existence, and let Sora wake.

She was no longer a part of Sora now, even if her very form was dependent on his memories. She had killed his best friend. When he awoke, he could not possibly accept her. She had committed an unforgivable crime in her efforts to have what she wanted. She had taken away Sora's closest friend. When Sora finally did wake, they would likely be enemies.

Xion did not regret what she did. But she did regret that it had needed to be that way. Had things been different, Demyx and Riku would not have needed to die. That was what she regretted.

She cried, and Felix comforted her. And in that moment, she realized something.

Her life had changed forever, in more ways than one.

A wind stirred quietly in this hills of Contigo. Two figures stood before a bare grave below. One figure watched from above, silent and unwavering.

A man, garbed in a black coat, the hood drawn.

Xion felt ill when she and Felix returned to Hama's house. The others were waiting for them. Garet, Piers, Axel. And Hama herself.

The purple-haired woman stepped forward, handing Xion a bundle of folded clothes. "I bought these for you while I was in town, dear. I suspect you feel rather uncomfortable in your old clothes, so I got ones to fit your new size."

Xion returned her warm smile. "Thank you. I'll go get changed now, if that's okay. I'm not feeling well, so I'd like to lie down after that."

"Of course, please rest as long as you need." Hama and Xion disappeared into the house, leaving the men outside.

They exchanged awkward glances.

Garet cleared his thoat. "So, uh..."

"Don't," Felix warned him with a glare. "We can all see it. Just don't say anything about it, the poor girl has enough going on right now without your perverted jokes."

Garet sighed, and rolled his eyes. "I was just going to ask if she remembers how it happened."

Felix repeated to Garet and the others what Xion had told him.

"...in conclusion, she gained five years of combat experience in exchange for five years of her life," Felix said. "But she still isn't used to having a mature body, so give her some space and I swear, Garet... do not try to take advantage of her."

"Why are you singling me out?" Garet demanded.

"Because I know Piers is a gentleman, and Axel knows I'll kill him if he touches her. And I know you used to try to spy on the girls bathing back on the ship."

Garet rolled his eyes again. "Can't prove anything."

"So that blast of energy that knocked us back was Xion casting Odyssey..." Piers said, quickly changing the subject. "Does this mean she is capable of casting all Venus Psynergies?"

"I don't think so," Felix replied. "She doesn't have the reserve. You can gauge someone's Psynergy level at a single glance, right? Then you can see that she doesn't have anywhere near the level of energy we do. She has about as much as Garet and I had when the Elemental Stars were first taken. She has the knowledge required to cast the spells, but not the power."

"Then how was she able to cast Odyssey back at the Lighthouse?" Piers asked.

Felix's eyes grew dark. "The Wise One supplied her with Psynergy."

Garet scoffed. "That floating rock?"

Felix nodded. "He's the one who did it to her. He took five years of her life from her. He could have simply stopped Riku himself, but instead he chose the more sadistic way, as usual."

"The Wise One once said he cannot directly interfere in the affairs of mortals," Piers said. "And he does not. But what he can do it is give one side the support to tip the balance in his favor."

"But to rob the girl of half a decade of her life?" Felix asked. "It is unnecessarily cruel. That is his way, to deal in half-truths and unjust penalties."

Piers nodded. "That, I agree with you on."

"Is she going to be alright?" Garet asked Felix.

The Venus Adept didn't know what to say.

Several hours later, the sun was beginning to set, and Felix and Piers sat atop a hill overlooking the small town. From where they were, Hama's house could be clearly seen, as could the massive crater beside the town. The faint violet glow of Jupiter Lighthouse shone in the distance.

"There are strange forces at work here," Piers said somberly.

"I know," Felix replied. "I have felt it too. A uneasy tension in the air."

"Things are only going to get worse..."

"Let's hope that's not the case."

Piers looked over at his friend. Felix's brown eyes were locked on Hama's small house. Visible from their position, the orange glow of candlelight illuminated the room from where Xion and Hama no doubt were talking. Felix's lips were drawn in a tight line, and he had bags under his eyes.

"You haven't been resting," Piers observed.

"What else is new?" Felix chuckled in self-deprecating humor.

"How long has it been since we've sat like this and talked?" Piers asked. "You can tell me anything, you know that."

"I already complained about this to Xion."

"You can complain to me, too. I've been alive a lot longer than you, so I've heard just about everything."

Felix's knuckles tightly clenched the hilt of his sword. He was hesitating. Piers knew it took a lot to get Felix to open up, even to him. But pushing Felix any further would only send him back into his shell. If he really didn't want to talk, then there was no way to force him.

"Back at Venus Lighthouse..." Felix began quietly. "I didn't do... anything. I was completely useless. I don't know what I'm doing at this point. Xion doesn't need me anymore."

"You know that's not true."

"Even in Tolbi, all I did was make things worse. I'm supposed to be the leader, and all I did was fuck things up. All I managed to do was get myself captured, lose the Teleport Lapis, and be a burden on everyone else. If I hadn't lost the lapis, then Riku wouldn't have had a bargaining chip over us, Xion wouldn't have had to fight him, and she wouldn't have lost five years of her life."

"You made the best call you could have in that situation. You can't blame yourself for Riku's actions. He would have gone after her whether you took his bait or not," Piers placed a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder. "Think about this. Do you really think Xion is going to blame you for what happened? She didn't after the battle in Tolbi, so I'm sure she won't now."

Felix closed his eyes, nodding silently. Piers doubted his words were truly comforting his friend. When Felix grew morose, only time and his own thoughts were enough to bring him out of it.

"We have the Teleport Lapis back, so as soon as Xion had recovered and everyone has rested we can go to the final two lighthouses. This quest will be over before you know it, and we can focus on Alex and this Lunos thing."

"Lunos..." Felix's eyes shot open. He stood up suddenly.

"What is it?" Piers exclaimed.

"Come with me. There's something I want to check out."

"Thank you," Xion said to Hama, who left the room with a slight bow.

Xion sat in the bed she had woken up in, dressed in new clothes Hama had brought her. A certain article of women's clothing she hadn't needed before was necessary now, and she'd needed Hama's help to put it on.

Xion sighed. She was hiding in the small house. She knew it, but she didn't want to admit it. Her new body was too... different. She didn't look forward to her companions' reactions.

"So if I had the body of a fifteen year old, and I gained five years, that would make me..." Twenty. About the same age as Felix. For some reason, the thought made her blush.

She sighed again and collapsed on the bed. What exactly did this mean? Would the others treat her differently, now? No, or course not. She knew them well enough to realize that they would act as though absolutely nothing was different for her own sake, even as their eyes roamed over the curves of her body...

Think about something else, she commanded herself.

A faint violet glow was starting to grow visible with the darkening horizon. The beacon of Jupiter Lighthouse. They had come straight to it, then. That meant they could go as soon as...

As soon as she was ready.

Xion stood up suddenly. "Why wait?" she asked aloud. "I'm ready now. No need to wait on my account!"

The thought of the others hanging around and waiting on her... it made her strangely angry. She didn't need time to be alone and adjust to this! Her entire life was defined by uncertainty!

She found her way outside. The sun was setting fast. The others were gone, with only Axel waiting outside with his arms crossed.

"Xion!" he got up when he saw her there. "Are you alright?"

"You don't need to fawn over me Axel, I'm fine," she said, a bit sharper than she meant to. Axel gave no visible reaction, but she knew her words must have hurt. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to snap."

Axel waved it off. "Pay it no mind."

Xion reconsidered. Maybe Axel hadn't been affected by her insult at all.

"Where are the others?" Xion asked.

"Felix and Piers left a while ago," Axel told her. "Garet disappeared a bit after them. Hama just left a few minutes ago. I stayed behind in case you needed something."

"Thank you," she said. "But I don't need anything. I'm fine, and I'm ready to get going to the next lighthouse. Let's go tell the others."

"You're ready right now?" Axel raised an eyebrow. "It's almost dark out. I doubt Felix will want to go now."

Xion scowled. "Fine. Then we'll go tomorrow morning. I need a new weapon anyway. My katana broke during the fight."

"Well..." Axel hesitated.

She turned back to him. "What?"

"I picked it up," he said simply. "You can decide what to do with it. Black bag, under the bed."

Xion blinked, processing Axel's strange words, before turning and disappearing in the house. She returned to the bedroom and checked under the bed. Sure enough, there was a black bag waiting for her. She pulled it out and opened it.

Xion gasped.

Riku's sword, the Soul Eater.

Xion hesitantly touched the crimson blade. She could sense its power. It had lost a great deal of its previous energy with the death of its master, but it was still a mastercraft weapon, forged with magic energies. Just like Felix's Sol Blade, Axel's chakrams, and every keyblade. Magic weapons never broke, dulled, or blemished. They were attuned to their user, and could usually be summoned and sent away at will. Aside from her long-absent keyblade, Xion couldn't ask for a better weapon to fight with.

But could she just take the sword of someone she had slain?

Xion wrapped her fingers around the handle and lifted the blade. It was as light as a feather, another feature of magic weapons. She swung it around a few times as practice. The sword felt natural in her hands, like it was meant to be.

"What does it matter at this point?" she wondered aloud. "I already killed Sora's best friend. I might as well rob the guy, too."

Still, she remembered that the blade she was holding had been the one that had killed Demyx. And then she had used it in turn to kill Riku himself. The blade was awash in blood.

And she sensed it was not finished yet.

Felix and Piers, after activating the Teleport Lapis while standing on the ornate circle in the center of the town, found themselves back in the Anemos Inner Sanctum.

"I remember this place," Piers said.

"A lot of happy memories here," Felix replied, his voice thick with sarcasm.

The two traveled down the stone corridors, the puzzles and traps having already been dealt with a year ago.

"To be honest, I never thought I would have to come back to this place," Felix muttered. "But after everything Kraden said to us, I feel there might be some clue here. We weren't looking for clues last time we came here, so who knows what we missed?"

"Regarding Lunos?" Piers asked. "What do you think we're looking for?"

"At best, knowledge on potential weaknesses," Felix said. "But I'm not an optimist. I'm just hoping to find any kind of new piece of information. We can bring Kraden back later to translate."

"Weaknesses? Do you think we'll have to fight this Lunos guy?"

"Let's hope not," Felix replied grimly. "Kraden said that Dullahan was but a mere shade of what Lunos was. And we all remember what a pushover Dullahan was..."

"At the peak of our abilities, it still took all eight of us to put him down," Piers said with a nod. "Even the Doom Dragon we fought at Mars Lighthouse was weaker than that spirit."

"So if a fight is avoidable, then let's avoid it. But if it isn't, I want to know what this Lunos is weak against. Everything has a weakness."

"Weaknesses... what exactly is this Lunos?"

"From what Kraden and I have pieces together, he was the emperor of the Anemos in the ancient days. He was one of the few alchemists who actually created a perfect technique of immortality, but he was still killed at the end of the war. He is, if he still exists at all, a spirit with the power to manipulate chance and odds. When we fought Luxord at Mercury Lighthouse, he was possessed by some kind of being. That may have been Lunos."

They arrived at the final chamber, where the fight with Dullahan had taken place. The large chamber was in a deplorable state, covered in scorch marks, broken walls, and other scars of battle.

"As I said already, I'm not an optimist," Felix said. "So I wouldn't bet money on us surviving a second encounter with the guardian of this chamber. Especially now that we lost our healer." Felix's eyes grew distant for a moment. "Let's just hope Lunos is another legend."

"Do you see anything?" Piers asked Felix.

"Nothing," the Venus Adept replied. "Just reminders that we almost died here."

Piers wandered over to the far wall, where Dullahan had fallen. No sign of the great spirit remained, except for a chunk of the wall that was missing where he had fallen. "We didn't really have time to examine this place the last time. The architecture of this wall is amazing."

Felix kicked a rock at his feet. "The ancients were known for decadence."

"Felix!" Piers exclaimed. "There's a keyhole here!"

"You're kidding!" Felix ran to where Piers was standing, and sure enough, the abstract carvings in the walls flowed into the center, where there was a large keyhole. "So we really did find something down here! What are the odds?"

"I wouldn't be very interesting if we came all the way down here only to find nothing," Piers pointed out.

"I suppose you're right," Felix ran his fingers over the keyhole. "I wonder what would happen if we unlocked this."

"We lack a key, though."

"Maybe we could force it open with something..." Felix looked around, but there was nothing around them but rubble.

"We could use Psynergy to blast down the wall," Piers suggested.

"Not this wall," Felix said, taking a step back. "It's reinforced to all hell. The ancients probably expected psynergetic attacks. I doubt I could break through it. And even if I could, who knows what traps that would trigger?"

"Good point," Piers said.

"I wonder..." Felix had a strange idea. He unsheathed his Sol Blade and slid the blade into the keyhole. It fit perfectly.

"You're kidding me."

Felix twisted the blade to the side, and the lock was opened with a light click. He withdrew the blade and stepped away, as Piers did the same.

The wall before them opened with a heavy sliding sound. It split down the middle, opening up like a door to reveal an entirely new chamber on the other side.

"Some entity is definitely screwing with us if that actually worked," Felix muttered.

"Lunos?"

"Perhaps. Let's be careful."

They stepped inside the chamber, with was a long and dim hallway. Running along the path on each side were marble statues, weathered away by many years into an indistinguishable shape. It was difficult to make out anything in the distance, due to the poor lighting.

"Felix!" Piers exclaimed suddenly.

Felix, who was in the lead, stopped suddenly, and jumped back when he realized what had alerted Piers. In the spot where Felix had been about to step, the floor descended a single step, and the tiles changed to a silver color. Had he continued walking unaware, he could have fallen and triggered a trap.

"Thanks," Felix said. He went to one of the marble statues and picked up a piece of rubble fallen nearby. "Be ready to move if something happens."

Felix tossed the rock down the step, which rolled across the silver tiles and vanished in the darkness. Nothing else happened.

"I guess it's safe to walk on," Felix said. He cautiously stepped down onto the silver tiles...

And the entire chamber was filled with light.

"Whoa!"

Several hundred, or possibly thousand torches were lit at once, which hung from a massive dome-shaped ceiling. The walls spiraled up, at least fifty feet in the air. But the high ceiling wasn't what startled the Adepts.

A huge statue of pure marble, which was undamaged unlike the others, glared down at them. A man, wearing heavy armor, and resting upon a heavy sword, with hair that flowed down to his ankles. His face was thin, and he had no eyebrows.

For a moment, it looked like the statue was about to move and attack them.

"Hell, that's a big statue," Felix muttered.

"I'm guess that's Lunos," Piers said.

"Only a god-emperor would have a statue like that built."

"He looks like a cheery fellow."

The statue's scowl seemed to grow angrier.

"Let's get out of here," Felix offered. "I can't think with that thing glaring at me."

"First," Piers said, pointing. "Take a look at that."

Felix followed Piers' finger to the center of the chamber, where just in front of the statue, was a teleport circle.

Xion was in Hama's bedroom, staring out at the Jupiter Lighthouse in the distance, when a flash of light caught her attention. Just outside, an exhausted-looking Sheba was stumbling into Axel's arms.

Xion raced outside to find Axel carefully laying Sheba on the ground. The girl was wounded in a few places, but her life didn't seem to be in any danger.

"Sheba!" Xion exclaimed, running to her.

"Xion... what the... when did you get b-?" The young Jupiter Adept rubbed her eyes, like she wasn't sure what she was seeing.

"I... never mind that!" Xion interrupted her. "Sheba, what happened? What are you doing here?"

Sheba sat up suddenly. "That's right! I have to find Felix! There was a... a thing back in Kalay! Jenna went crazy and freed Alex!"

Xion and Axel exchanged confused glances, just before Sheba collapsed.

Unseen by any of them, a figure in a hooded black cloak was watching everything.

A/N: Magical plot-related age-up? Why not? Zelda got away with it, Final Fantasy 4 got away with it, and V the TV series got away with it twice. And I can't well ship Xion and Felix without making Felix a pedo otherwise. Sheba was 15, and he was 19 in TLA. That's borderline. But in this fic he's now 21, and Xion was 2/15. As Isaac pointed out in chapter 20, it was creepy. So I used my magic author powers to make Xion 20, so I can now ship them [and totally not for any other plot-related reasons].

Anyway, new arc! Jupiter Lighthouse! Giant Lunos statue! A previously unseen Organization member will soon debut. If you can guess who it is, you get a cookie. More epic fights, and some mysteries will be explained. Also, everybody will die (spoiler alert).

And Riku is deader than dead. He's not coming back.

Next chapter: VENGEANCE!