Epilogue: That Which Remains
Waves crashed against the beach as a gentle wind blew. Little light illuminated the peaceful beach at the edge of the Realm of Darkness.
A portal opened as Iwa stepped out. Around him, three more portals opened. Kizuna joined in along with two other hooded figures.
"It seems you four are all that are left." a voice said. Sitting on a nearby rock, a familiar person observed the scene. Clad in a black cloak, they had a set of crimson and dark grey armor on. It was the very same person Ushio had encountered once before.
"To think the Neo Seekers have fallen to such a sad state." one of the hooded figures, that of a woman, said.
"This was within my plans." the armor clad man spoke. "Many years of planning and strategy have built up to this moment. What came before was merely prologue to what lies ahead. Let us make way as we prepare for what's next."
The other Neo Seekers nodded in agreement as all big Iwa and the man teleported away.
"Now come forth, Young Iwa." the man said.
Iwa did as he was told. Standing in front of the man, he bent to one knee.
"I have prepared you for this. On this day, you take your next step forward." the man extended his arm. As he gripped the air, a Keyblade appeared in it. It had a cubist design as its color was a brilliant, unmarred white. He held it toward Iwa. "Now my pupil, it is time for you to be bequeathed your own Keyblade."