AN: Welp, no one has told me to seize writing this story, so I'll take that as a 'go-ahead'. Has anyone guessed what the Shadowlings are? No? Well then, I will now reveal what they are. Ever played Kingdom hearts? The Heartless that hides in their own shadows is what I based the Shadowlings from. The only difference; The Shadowlings are actually dangerous, and their shadow-manipulative powers are a lot stronger.
Never played Diablo 3, though I will still use Azmodan and Belial, though they will be OOC if they enter my story. This story is dangerously fun to write, so is every part Sora is in. Diablo 2 is probably the first Mature game I ever played and finished, and it is one of my fave games ever, and Naruto is my first Manga/Anime 'I love this' experience... Dangerous combination... Anyway... Some of you will hate me for some of my decisions this chapter, but whatever. My story, my choices, my problems... Soooooo...
LET'S START!
~Despair~
All was silent. In the distance, one could hear the water drip, hitting the stone floors below. The shadows themselves seemed to shift after the woman's demonic transformation, breaking Naruto from his aroused amusement.
As the demoness identified as Andariel finished her introduction, Sora hurriedly grabbed one of Naruto's hands, dragging the boy out of reach from the vile woman's newly revealed scorpion-like stingers. The tall demoness only seemed to smile even wider at the small being's reaction towards her, a small satisfied feeling flowing through her at seeing the imps loyality towards the boy. It reminded her of the imps, the Fallen that used to protect her and her domain. Though this being of darkness seemed to lack the cowardice that the Rakanishu-hailing demons had in spades.
As she once again glanced over to the boy, she found him lost in his musings, she was about to ask what he was mumbling about until he raised his voice somewhat.
"Primordial Evil... Sounds familiar... Where have I heard that before?" The boy mused, Sora cocking his head in thought, yet never taking his eyes of the demon in front of them. He was still unsure if that chain around her foot was a subconcious defense mechanism created by Naruto's mind, or just a show she put on to make his master trust her.
"Primordial, Prime Evils... Wait, I came over the term in a mythology book at the academy. How did it go again, umm... Seven great demons ruled the scorching planes, but only four remained there to see it's fall. The three banished brothers kept together, making a sacriliegeous bond between them. Diablo, the Devil of Terror, Mephisto, the Spirit of Hatred, and Baal, a creature simply known as the Destroyer in many cases... I don't remember the verse, but apparently, they almost destroyed the world eons ago, and only due to a few blessed warriors sent by the Angel of Justice did our world not fall into darkness..." Here he stopped, frowning in thought, trying to remember some extra details.
"There was also some rumors about something called the Soul Stones, ancient creations made by the gods themselves. They were special stones which housed the slain souls of the three prime evils, and the warriors apparently shattered the stones, hiding the fragments all around the world, even some in hell to ensure that the three demons would never rise again..."
He finally looked over towards Andariel again, a smug smile stretching across her face at the praise she was about to get.
"Maiden of Anguish... I can't say that I have ever read about you before. I have read about Azmodan, the Lord of Sin, and Belial, the Lord of Lies. The book even made passing comments about Duriel, the Lord of Pain, who kept the Angel of Justice temporarily imprisoned by the order of the youngest, and strongest of the brothers... The only thing I can connect to you is the myth of the slaughtered sisters, brave rangers who helped defend the holy warriors as they laid siege of some fortress, slaying the demon that stood between them and the way towards the demonic brothers."
As the boy spoke, the prime evil's smile slowly sunk into an impassive look, the Shadowlings tensing, as if preparing for an attack towards their master.
"Yet, there are only two names from the demonic army that was mentioned during that fight. Blood Raven, master sniper and former captain of the sisterhood, who later was raised from the dead and given necromantic powers to fight against the blessed heroes, and Cold Crow, master archer, Blood Raven's lieutenant, and a master of ice manipulation, same faith as her master." His eyes turned slightly cold as he gazed at the demoness, her mouth twitching slightly.
"I do not know if you are lying or not about your title, but until you can come up with some proof that you are one of the Primordial Evils, then I will have to ensure my own safety as you are an unknown entity within me. I must make certain that you cannot possess me. This is my mind, and only I am allowed to rule here!"
As he finished, Andariel lost her impassive look, and an almost disappointed sneer formed on her face.
"Really now, how... Unfortunate." Her stingers twitched momentarily, warning the Shadowlings and Naruto of the imminent danger.
"I was really hoping that we could work together freshling, your powers combined with mine would have made us unstoppable, but it seems something like that will not happen... How utterly... Delightful." With that she yanked the chain with all her might, the entrapment device shattering almost instantly at her strength as she sent one of her stingers towards the boy. All she hit though was air as Sora had instantly grabbed his master and teleported him across the room, away from the demoness. She looked at the almost three feet tall manifestation of corruption with a cruel smirk, amusement twinkling in her eyes.
"So young, haven't even taken your rightful place, yet you still have a horde of loyal minions to do your every bidding."
Her words seemed to irk Sora somewhat fiercely as he brandished his claws in a feral manner, a serpentine hiss leaving his semi-inexistant mouth. Strangely enough, Naruto seemed to perk up at the sound, an almost confused look on his face.
Andariel, for some reason or another, seemed amused by the Shadowling's apparent words as a haughty laugh escaped escaped her mouth, her voice echoing around the room, the shuffling shadows seeming to increase its pace. An arrogant smirk stretched across her lips.
"Seems like I angered your useless spawn, freshling. Maybe you should keep your idiotic beasts on a tighter leash."
That was apparently the wrong thing to say, as nary a moment later, the loud hissing came from everywhere around her, Naruto's imp army angered by her words. Though no one was more murderous at her words than Naruto as the look he sent her would have made a lesser being freeze in fear.
"Belittle me as much as you want, I do not care all that much," He began, his blue eyes glowing in the darkness as an eerie wind appeared from nowhere, the rusted chandelier above them groaning from the forced movement. Not a moment later, the chain that held it up snapped, sending it hurtling towards the floor, crashing between the two of them, the candles still intact and burning for some reason, and the cracks in the floor spawning even more Shadowlings. Suddenly, the wind picked up, and the torches around the room was snuffed out, and all she could see was the glowing orbs of the boy along with the still lit candles on the broken chandelier.
"But the moment you dare to look down on those loyal to me is the moment your life is forfeit."
Not a moment later the eyes disappeared, and she found herself in a world of agony, the feeling of hundreds of claws piercing her almost malfunctioning her pain-receptors. Suddenly, she was flung from whatever hurt her for only to crash into a wall. She barely managed to stand up again before her abdomen was pierced by something cold, for only the same feeling to appear at her throat and draconian wrists. She fell to her knees as her lower hoof-like legs was slashed violently over and over again, and to her extreme shock and embarassment she found herself screaming in pain. Her, the Maiden of Anguish, one of the main principles of torture!
Suddenly, she was forced down on the ground in a submissive pose, something which only served to infuriate her to ludicrous levels. As she pushed off the ground, she heard the unmistakeable sound of chains startin to creak under the effort. Her briefest hints of joy was shattered though as several chains was wrapped around her arms, legs, stingers and waist, once again sending her crashing face first into the uncomfortable cracked stone floor below.
She laid there for what felt like hours until she heard soft footsteps walking towards her. She slowly lifted her head, gazing upwards as far as she could, and laid glowing, hateful yellow eyes on the boy with pale-blonde hair. Though he held something in his hands, a newly lit candle, something which made her eyes widen.
The boy looked down at her with an unreadable gaze before switching it over to the chandelier. He seemed to do that a few more times before sighing.
"You never told me how you came here. If you truly are the Primordial Evil of Anguish, then you should not have powers like this. The only ones I honestly can say should have powers like this is Diablo, Mephisto, and Belial, seeing as their evils deals somewhat heavily with the mind... So how, how did you enter my mind? Was it you that made me sick?"
An angry growl was the only answer he received, something which he anticipated. Heck, he understood it completely. He himself would have been royaly pissed if something like this had happened to him. He sat down and sat the candle down on the floor which, for some reason or another, was smooth and un-cracked right where the two of them found themselves.
"When I snapped, the last candle started burning... Before, there were four candles lit, and I will take a guess and say that the lit candles are currently alive Primordial Evils. Diablo, Mephisto and Baal were probably never properly killed, seeing as their souls were only scattered, not destroyed, which only leaves that one candle... If the history that Iruka preaches about is correct, then we are a lot less sinful than we were in the olden days, which means that Azmodan probably is dead. Pain is something we can't escape, but Duriel was killed by the warriors, and the soul was later destroyed by the Angel of Justice... This only leaves the Lord of Lies and Maiden of Anguish..."
As he talked, his eyes never left the candle on the ground, his gaze never flinching away from it, as if it was the answer to his every question, the solution to all problems. Yet, both he and the so-called Maiden of Anguish before him knew that it was probably the direct opposite.
"Lies... Lies are rampant in this world. My entire life up until now has been filled with nothing else than lies... Well, that is only half-true. Lies and Sorrow. I have never been truly happy, even when I was together with Teuchi, Ayame and Iruka... I was never truly happy... Who knows, those three might also be liars, just like the Hokage, hiding their true motives and feelings from me under a charade of happiness, camaradie and... Love." He spat that word out like it was poison, once again surprising the demoness.
"A man once said to me that lies is the thing that makes the world go around. Initially I scoffed at him, thinking that he was trying to trick me, to somehow manipulate me. Though nary a week later, I began to question the integrity of the Hokage's words. I began to see his reasonings and words as flimsy, like he was constantly trying to cover up the truth..." He looked slightly melancholic as he remembered the man.
"Itachi, he truly was a genius of a man. He's what, seven, perhaps eight years older than me, yet when he was my age, he was already one of the strongest people in the village. Most likely one of the wisest too, and if he's still alive, I would love to meet him again. He saw the world as one gigantic lie, one gigantic ball of deceit and pain. I talked to him for quite a while the first time I met him. He's a ninja, yet he is probably the biggest pacifist I know about." He smiled slightly, the demoness hanging on to his every word.
"We was at an agreement for the most part, though we was completely against each other when it came to the so-called truths the Kage's in the villages spouted. I vehemently defended them, telling him that they couldn't have become leaders if not for the trust the people gave them. He meant that the the people simply trusted the lies in which each leader wrapped themselves in, not nececarrily the leaders themselves... We did agree on one thing though, and that is the fact that the general populus are like cows, simply there to follow the flock, not a single individual thought present in them. In short, mostly useless."
"He opened my eyes to the world. Not the pain, the sorrow or the despair, but rather the veil that blinded everyone. In a way, it is probably thanks to him that I met my lovelies, and it's probably thanks to him I am still alive..." He shook his head, breaking away from his memories before refocusing on the candle.
"I'm willing to say that this world is filled with more lies than ever before... Yes, Belial is probably still alive out there somewhere, playing his little game without a care in the world... I can't really fault him though, it's in his nature... And at last we have you." He muttered, finally looking away from the eerily glowing lightsource as his eyes pierced the surprisingly attentive yellow ones.
"If you are truly the last Primordial Evil, which, according to you is Anguish, then why have you made me feel everything else BUT anguish? If anything, before I met you, I was not filled with anguish, but sorrow, as it is first now I have truly realised just how much of my life is one gigantic conspiracy. If anything, if not for the fact that you tried to kill me mere minutes ago, I would actually have thanked you for indirectly 'showing me the light' as the saying goes."
Once again his eyes wandered over to the candle, and a pained smile entered his face, though if one were to look close enough, one could see that it wasn't entirely unsatisfied.
"There are now five candles lit. This candle burst out in flames when me and my lovelies attacked you. No matter if you are Andariel or not does not matter, as you are obviously filled with knowledge about the Primordial Evils and demons in general... The month before I grew sick, I progressed so fast physically, my strength has went up almost five-fold, and even before I was undeniably the fastest in my class. Now, I'm at least twice as fast as before... And then, during the last week, during my sick period, I have grown... Distant, and I turn weary around those I once deemed as loved ones. I relish in my illusions of getting rid of this village... I have changed, but I can't say I hate it."
Naruto licked his lips before he closed his eyes, shaking his head as a sigh left him.
"I lied to you before when I said that the book never mentioned you. You were basically the main topic of the chapter about the Order of the Sisters. You are nothing like the book said, except for the exterior look...No, you are not Andariel, the Primordial Lady of Anguish."
He finally leaned in closer to her, his eyes once again glowing blue as an aura seemed to envelope him, a cold mist leaving his pores.
"Who are you truly?"
For only a moment, the impostor in front of him seemed to ignore his orders, but before he could give up and lock her away for good, a sigh left the fake demoness' mouth, and a voice quite different than before escaped her lips.
"For countless years this worked... All that work, stopped by a demonic brat like you."
As the last syllable left her mouth, she was once again covered by flames, though these ones were grey, with a core that was pure black. Once again they exploded off of her, though this time Naruto did not care about covering his eyes, and the sight before him left him somewhat speechless.
The being, the human man before him was about six feet tall, with a narrow face, high cheek-bones, red eyes, and semi-long, slicked-back, silver hair. He wore black chainmail armour with a black bodysuit underneath, and his chest along with his shoulderspads was decorated with what looked like bones. He wore metal fore-arm protectors with matching greaves, and his hands were covered by black leather gloves. A belt ran around his waist, and on it, a small stick with a small human skull on the tip rested in a hop.
"You... You're human?" Naruto whispered, his eyes dilated in both shock and anger. Another human that has lied to him, another human that has tried to kill him. He was seriously beginning to hate humans somewhat fiercely. The man only licked his lips, his eyes darting around a bit, as if searching for a way to escape, despite the fact that he knew no such thing existed. Finally he sighed before looking nonchalantly up at his captor.
"Yes, are there any problems with that?" His voice was deep, though not bass-like, and if the undertone of death wasn't present, then it would probably have been a comforting sound.
"You're not a Yamanaka... I don't recognize your face, so you're not from the village... The Bingo Book the Hokage gave me doesn't have you listed..." Naruto grit his teeth at the man, the look of non-caring still plastered on the obviously arrogant man's face. "Who are you!?" Again, not a single answer came from the man's lips, his face unchanging. Naruto though was not in a playful mood.
"What to do with you..." He whispered as Sora manifested beside him, hissing through his toothy grin, though this time, it was far more malicious than ever before.
"You are far to dangerous to simply be left alone here, you will probably find a way to break out of this, though it would be a shame to simply kill you, losing all your knowledge about demons and the old world... You tried to take over my body and soul, so perhaps I should find a way to do the same." This seemed to strike something within the man as his eyes widened in fear.
"Now now, don't be so hasty my boy. There are no reason for such actions. I am a lich, an ascended Necromancer from the southern lands, and I can be very useful for someone like you." He smiled a charming smile, though it did not seem to work against Naruto, as the boy only narrowed his eyes at the man.
"Oh really? What do you actually know about me that makes you say that?" If anything, the man only seemed to smile even wider, forcing Naruto to not sneer at the slimeball.
"Well, to be frank and honest, not a lot, though I know that you hate that village of yours. I can be the one to make that little dream of yours a reality. I can be the one that makes the village vanish if you like, I can be the one that makes your terrible past disappear." A malicious tint seeped it's way into his eyes and smile at the prospect of massacring the village, and the corpses which he could gain to manipulate and experiment on.
"I can be the one to return your pain a hundred fold, to be the one to make you relish in their screams of despair, to be the one that brings forth their actions of futility. I can be the one that fills their heart with sorrow and anguish, and the one that makes them see their past mistakes taken form." He finally meet Naruto's impassive gaze again, his own eyes glowing a dangerous red.
"I can be all of that, and the only price I ask is for you to spare me... So, what do you say?" He almost hissed out in excitement, thinking that this child would be easy to manipulate. After all, all children were hotheaded and easy to control.
"It's tempting to accept that offer of yours, and if you asked me a little over a week ago, I would probably jump on the chance... But there are a problem and a reason that I will not accept. The problem, I do not trust you to withold your part of the deal. You are a body-snatcher and a shapeshifter. The moment I release you, you can simply escape from Konoha, run to a place where I will never find you."
"And the so-called reason of yours?" The man sneered, fearing that the child would actually kill him.
"The reason I do not accept is simple." A long, black, jagged dagger formed in his hand, a cruel smile on the boy's face.
"The only one who is allowed to destroy the place of my suffering is me." With that he forcefully lifted the man's head from the floor before slitting his throat deeply in several places, a slight gurgle leaving the lich's mouth. Moments before he died though, he felt the wounds the child inflict on him heal, and the pain he felt himself in disappeared.
When he opened his mouth to speak though, not a sound left him.
"I wasn't entirely sure exactly where a person's voicebox sits, so I had to guess a few times. Sorry for the inconvenience." The boy smiled an innocent smile, Sora sniggering silently in the background before he grabbed the man, the chains moving around his body, ensuring that he couldn't move a single limb or finger. Before Sora lifted the man off the floor, Naruto snatched the man's wand, studying it.
"So this is a Necromancer's wand... I must be honest, when I read about your abilities, I was initially a bit revolted. Though the more I mused over it, the more I saw the usefulness of it all. A nigh limitless amount of loyal servants, ways to weaken the enemy while at the same time ensure that any damage you took, they would take too, siphoning an enemy's life, bone-manipulation, poisons and more... I'll have to find a way to learn Necromancy, probably by absorbing you... Well, not you, rather your knowledge." The man heard the words and tried to wiggle out of the Shadowling's grasp, though it seemed to be a futile effort. Naruto picked up the candle before walking over to the fallen chandelier, putting the piece of wax back to where it belonged.
"Sora, can you and the others trap him within the deepest recesses of my mind please? Some of you also keep an eye on him to ensure that he won't escape?" Sora gave a hiss, and this time, Naruto could swear that he understood what Sora said. Naruto only smiled as he watched Sora, the Necromancer and the twitching shadows in the room disappear, leaving him alone in the throne room. Suddenly, all the torches lit with normal-looking fire, illuminating the room a lot better than the ghastly green flame the Necromancer had produced.
"I'm the master of my mind." He mumbled to himself as he slowly walked towards the throne. "Only the Shadowlings and I are allowed to wander around here." He slowly walked up the steps before standing in front of the chair.
"I'm the ruler of this realm, and that man is only a guest. My world, my rules." And with that he sat down on the surprisingly comfortable chair, a sigh leaving him as he relaxed for a moment. After a few seconds, Sora appeared before him, his toothy grin in place, though this time it was more elated than anything else.
"Hi there Sora." He mumbled tiredly, the whole ordeal sapping him of his usual strength. Sora, once again at a loss of what to do, simply crawled up on his lap before sitting down, staring worriedly into his master's eyes. He simply chuckled in amusement, patting his friend's head.
"You know basically nothing about positive emotions, yet you always makes me feel appreciated and looked after... I don't know what I would have done without all of you, especially you Sora." Sora simply grinned again before patting Naruto's head. He turned around on Naruto's lap before leaning back, allowing the taller boy to rub his head contently.
Minutes went by, and for once, they were content with simply doing nothing, an unknowing father, and his son made out of pure darkness. Sadly enough, Naruto was reminded of a small something which had interested him to no end when he appeared in his mind.
"Say," Naruto began, thrusting Sora from his slightly dazed state. "When I first came here, I heard some sort of... Growling from underneath the floor. Except for you guys and that idiot, are there anyone else inside of here?" He seriously hoped that Sora would shake his head no, since he had no energy or will to deal with whatever was down there right now.
To his annoyance though, Sora cocked his head to the side for a moment before slowly nodding, flinching slightly at the angered look on Naruto's face.
"Fucking hell, can't people leave my body alone?" He muttered, his eyes softly glowing. "Please tell me that this guy is at least locked up somewhat heavily." He sighed in relief when Sora gave an energetic nod.
"Do you think that this has anything to do with that seal on my stomach? You know, the one that always appears when I use chakra?" Sora cocked his head again before jumping off Naruto, diving towards the shadows before disappearing. A mere minute later, Sora appeared again, an excited hiss leaving him as he nodded.
"So this time, it HAS something to do with my seal... As far as I can remember, I have always had this seal, and if the Hokage didn't lie, then I have had this seal since the day I was born, a bit over twelve years ago... Kyuubi attacked that day..." A groan left him as he connected the dots, his anger at the village only increasing at their apparent stupidity.
"Fucking shit, I have the freaking Kyuubi sealed in me! It's not enough with a mad Necromancer within my head, no, I also have the... Wait, this great." He whispered, Sora looking in wonder at his father's rapidly changing mood. Naruto though only stared down at the candle he had placed before.
"Sora, that candle lit the moment I snapped. The candles symbolise the currently alive Primordial Evils. That, combined with my absolutely extreme progress, and that strange sickness this last week, can only mean one thing." He slowly stood up before walking down the throne steps.
"As I said to that man, I have changed, albeit initially, I only thought it was mentally, but now I know better... I noticed some anomalies with my body. It's sturdier, and more flexible than normal, and every time I saw someone in pain, in despair, I was filled with energy, like I was siphoning power out of their pain... It all fits together." He whispered as he finally stood before his candle again.
"There is a reason the Maiden of Anguish hasn't been reborn yet. Her spirit probably needed to find a suitable vessel, someone's whose life would be filled with nothing but sorrow, pain and despair... That is the reason why I have been sick for over a week. My body was probably adapting to her as she slowly tried to fuse with me, as she tried to possess me... Yet I am still in full control for some reason." He turned towards Sora who stared at his master in amazement, for in his mind, everything his master said made sense.
"Something has either been blocking her, or destroyed her as she tried to take me over, and I have a feeling it's not you guys. The Necromancer tried to take me over at my weakest, he obviously knew what was happening, which is why he continued to call me freshling, which is why he called me a demonic brat... It is probably when I snapped that I killed off the original Andariel, so in a way, I should thank that idiot... My body has been turned into that of a demon... The villagers got their wish at last it seems." For some reason, he felt far less depressed at this than he thought he would, and as Sora grabbed his hand, he realized why, and an evil grin that was mimicked by Sora spread across his face.
"Who the fuck needs the villagers... Heck, who the fuck need the village, or humans in general? I'm not human anymore, so I don't need them. I'm not going to whine and cry over my lost humanity. For all I know, demons are nicer to be around anyway. You guys certainly are a lot better to be around than any human I have ever meet. In fact, I should try and find a way to hell when I think about it, perhaps gather an army and take over this place... Well, take over everything else but Konoha. The village shall burn, and not even ashes shall be left, for this place is simply to corrupted to be of any worth."
Sora hissed in agreement with his father, and this time, Naruto understood him perfectly. Naruto smiled softly, patting his first created Shadowling on the head.
"Father... So that is what I am to you. I must say I am honored by that... Let us show them what a true demon can do, let us show them the despair in which they thrust upon me. I'm not going to let my kind be forgotten any longer by these bastards, and not even the angels themselves shall stop me, not if I have anything to say about it." He looked over towards the four other candles, an idea popping up in his head.
"Diablo, Mephisto, Baal... You are technically now my brothers... I will find you, I will release you, and together with Belial, we shall finally take over this world. Somehow, we shall resurrect Azmodan and Duriel, and when this world is under our command, we shall take over the heavens itself, and our first target is the Angel of Justice himself." He gave a snort at that.
"Justice... Where was my Justice during these last twelve years? You have been sleeping on your job, and I will give you a rude awakening when I meet you and slay you." He kicked the chandelier, sending it crashing into a wall as the Shadowlings appeared around the room, all of them staring directly at him.
"Search my lovelies, search for the fragments of my brothers, search for the portals to hell! We have a lot to do, and not enough time to do it in. Jade! Star!" He yelled out, the two Shadowlings appearing before him. They looked exactly like Sora, though Jade had an slight green tint to her eyes, while Star's eyes seemed to twinkle like the stars in the skies.
"Jade, you are the leader of the retrieval party. If anyone finds a fragment of any of the Soul Stones, they are to bring them to you. You are then going to give them to Sora, which will give them to me. Star, you are the leader of the searching party. If anyone of you find a single clue about the whereabout of any portal, you are to report to Star here which will give the news to Sora, who, in turn, will tell me. Sora!" His pseudo-son saluted him.
"You are hereby the leader of the entire Shadowling army. I trust that you are up to this responsibility?" He gave a delighted smile at Sora's toothy grin. Sora had always been eager to do his every bidding, something which he appreciated.
"You all have your orders, disperce!" With that, everyone except for Sora and Naruto left the room. Soon, a soft laugh left Naruto as he stared at the ceiling, Sora, once again, cocking his head at his master. Truly, he has been doing that a lot today.
"Heh, and to think that I started this day simply wishing that the ramen would stop tasting like crap." Both he and Sora snickered at that, a comfortable silence stretching around them. After a few moments, Naruto looked down the corridor.
"I will have to do something about Kyuubi in the future. Who knows what that demon is up to, I can't really risk ANOTHER being trying to possess me... I mean, what is this, 'Take Over Naruto day?'" He gave a sigh before looking over at the chandelier in the corner, his form slowly disappearing from the throne room as he left his mind.
"... Soon, my brothers. Soon we shall be together once more. For now though, I, the Primordial Evil, the Lord of Anguish shall show this world the true meaning of sorrow and despair. In your place I will show them the meaning of Terror, Hatred and Destruction, though what I'm able to do is probably only a good warm-up compared to what you three are able to do."
And with that, the only one left in the room was Sora, and a single though went through the creature of evil.
'My father is so cool.'