Blizzard and his Dream Eater kept exploring the city, suddenly, Blizzard stopped at an abandoned house, and went inside to check if there was any clue, in one of the bedrooms, he found a book, which seem to be a diary of some sorts.
Blizzard eagerly picks up the diary and begins to read it aloud to his Dream Eater.
(4 years ago, the Heartless and Nobodies appeared out of nowhere and began attacking the city. We were unprepared and unable to fight back, as we had no Keyblade wielders among us. The situation quickly became dire as more and more Heartless and Nobodies appeared every day.
In just a few days, we had no choice but to evacuate the city and seek shelter elsewhere. Many of us were separated in the chaos, and I fear we may never see some of our loved ones again.
We have been in hiding for the past several weeks, but our supplies are dwindling. We are desperately in need of aid of a miracle who may be able to assist us in defeating these nightmarish creatures, and reclaiming our city.)
Blizzard lowers the diary, his expression turning grim.
Blizzard: It seems that we arrived four years late, hopefully they are still alive (He says to his Dream Eater.) We must do what we can to help these people and defeat the Heartless and Nobodies.
Blizzard felt his heart heavy with the weight of the city's plight. He understood the urgency and the need for Keyblade wielders to intervene. Then...
Dream Eater: Humans, especially adults, are weak, because they often struggle with the darkness within themselves. Greed, anger, and a lack of conviction can cloud their hearts and prevent them from awakening their own Keyblade. It is in times like these that the power of the Keyblade is most needed.
Blizzard nods in understanding.
Blizzard: I see. So, it's not just a matter of physical strength, but also mental and emotional strength. That's why not everyone can awaken a Keyblade.
His Dream Eater nods.
Dream Eater: Exactly. It takes a strong will and a pure heart to awaken a Keyblade. That's why the Keyblade chose you, Blizzard. You have the qualities of a true Keyblade wielder.
Blizzard looks down at his hands not knowing how to summon his weapon yet
Blizzard: If you say so...
His Dream Eater smiles.
Dream Eater: I have no doubt that you will. And remember, I'll always be here to guide you and support you, Blizzard.
Blizzard listens intently to his Dream Eater's explanation, realizing the gravity of the situation. He knows he needs to help awaken new Keyblade Wielders to protect the world from the darkness.
Blizzard: But where do we start? (Blizzard asks his Dream Eater.)
His Dream Eater responds.
Dream Eater: For example, we can start by searching for any children who show the potential to become Keyblade Wielders. We can train and guide them until they are ready to awaken their own Keyblades. But, it's very, very rare to find one with that potential.
Blizzard nods
Blizzard: That's an interesting proposal. But how do we know if a child has the potential?
His Dream Eater smiles
Dream Eater: We'll know by their pure heart and strong will. They will have a special light within them that draws the darkness to them. But don't worry, we'll be there to protect them and guide them.
Blizzard nods again, feeling a renewed sense of purpose.
Blizzard: Alright, let's start our search. We can't let the darkness win.
With that, Blizzard and his Dream Eater set out on their mission to find and awaken new Keyblade Wielders to protect the world from the darkness.
Blizzard: So, anyway, how do you know so much about the Keyblade and the ceremony to awaken it?
Dream Eater: Well, Blizzard, I have been with you for a long time. Remember, you were the first to find the Dream World and enter it 119 years ago. We met then, and I have been with you ever since.
Blizzard: Really? But I don't remember any of that. I don't even remember my past life before I entered the Dream World.
Dream Eater: Yes, your mind was heavily damaged at the end of the war. You were in coma for 118 years. But before the coma, I have been watching troughs your eyes an entire year before that Keyblade War, i was learning everything I could about the Keyblade, and the Real World beyond the Dream World.
Blizzard: I see. And you've been my friend all this time?
Dream Eater: Yes, Blizzard. We have a deep connection, which is why I was able to manifest in the real world and bring you here. And now, we must work together to protect this world from the darkness once again.
Blizzard listens intently as his Dream Eater continues to explain about the first Keyblade War. He recalls faint memories of a great battle, but his memory is hazy and incomplete. The Dream Eater explains that after the fight against an individual that used the darkness tried to summon the x-Blade by using trying to summon Kingdom Hearts with the Keyblade War, the 50 remaining Keyblade wielders that survived shattered reality and locked everything into Locked Worlds to protect it from the darkness. However, in doing so, their minds were heavily damaged.
Blizzard nods, understanding the gravity of what his Dream Eater is saying. He can barely remember bits and pieces of his own experiences during the war, but everything feels distant and dreamlike. He wonders how long he's been asleep, and what has happened in the world during his slumber.
The Dream Eater senses Blizzard's unease and reaches out a comforting paw.
Dream Eater: Don't worry, Blizzard, (He says.) I will help you regain your strength and your memories. Together, we can find the other Keyblade wielders and protect the world once again.
Blizzard feels a sense of relief wash over him. He knows that he can count on his Dream Eater to guide him through the challenges ahead. Together, they will uncover the truth of what happened during the war that took place 118 years ago, and work to prevent it from happening again.
His Dream Eater senses his distress and offers some comfort, reminding Blizzard that he is not alone. The Dream Eater tells him that there are others out there, like him, who has awakened their Keyblades and are fighting to protect the world. They are all connected by a shared, but then again, this was in the past, Blizzard would need to find them and awaken them from their slumber.
The Dream Eater also reminds Blizzard that the Keyblade War was not just a tragedy, but also a turning point in history. It led to the creation of the current system of Locked Worlds, which has allowed for peace and stability for over a century. It was a sacrifice made by many, but it was not in vain.
Blizzard nods slowly, understanding the weight of the responsibility on his shoulders. He knows that he cannot let the sacrifices of the past go to waste, and that he must do everything in his power to protect the worlds and ensure that it remains peaceful and stable for generations to come.
Blizzard and his Dream Eater continued to explore the abandoned city, cautiously moving through the empty streets. The eerie silence hung in the air, broken only by the sound of their footsteps echoing off the deserted buildings.
They wandered through the remains of what was once a bustling marketplace, now overrun with nature reclaiming its territory. The sight of toppled stalls and broken windows reminded Blizzard of the life that once thrived here.
As they made their way further into the heart of the city, Blizzard's gaze shifted towards a small park, its playground equipment rusted and worn. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at the sight, imagining the laughter of children that once filled the air.
Suddenly, a rumbling sound caught Blizzard's attention, and he turned towards the source. The ground beneath him began to tremble, and a dark portal emerged from the depths. Ten small Heartless emerged from the portal, their glowing yellow eyes fixated on Blizzard.
Blizzard's eyes widened with surprise as he beheld the Heartless before him. These Heartless were different from what he had expected. They were small, almost cute in appearance, their mischievous grins contrasting with their dark nature.
Blizzard: (confused) Are these... the Heartless? They don't look as menacing as I thought. But I can't let my guard down!
Dream Eater: (chuckles) Blizzard, appearances can be deceiving. These Heartless may seem small and innocent, but their true nature is one of the darkness and destruction. Don't underestimate them.
Blizzard nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. Though they appeared harmless, he knew that Heartless were creatures driven by a relentless thirst for hearts and a desire to plunge the world into darkness.
Blizzard stood there, his arms and hands contorted in various awkward poses as he attempted to summon his Keyblade. He furrowed his brow, frustration evident on his face, as he struggled, he even tried twisting his arms and contorting his fingers in an attempt to mimic the motions he had once known so well. His Dream Eater watched with a mixture of confusion and amusement.
Dream Eater: (raising an eyebrow) Um, Blizzard, are you sure you remember how to summon your Keyblade?
Blizzard: (muttering to himself) How did I...? No, that's not it. Maybe if I... No, that's not right either. Come on, Blizzard, think!
Dream Eater: (leaning closer, studying Blizzard's attempts) Maybe you're overthinking it. Sometimes, simplicity is the key. Just focus on your connection to the Keyblade and let your heart guide you.
Blizzard took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing thoughts. He closed his eyes, blocking out the distractions around him, and focused on the inner spark that he knew existed within him. Slowly, he extended his right arm and his right hand forward, as if reaching for an imaginary handle.
As he did so, a faint shimmer of light began to surround his hand. The light grew brighter, coalescing into the form of a Keyblade in particles of yellow light. Blizzard's stare in surprise as he saw the blade materialize before him.
His Keyblade, 'Frostbite', is a sleek, silver blade with a handle made of blue ice. The blade itself is jagged and resembles icicles, and it has a blue gemstone embedded near the base.
Blizzard: (wide-eyed) It... it worked! I did it!
Dream Eater: (smiling) See? Sometimes, all it takes is simplicity and believing in yourself.
Blizzard gripped the hilt of the Keyblade, feeling its weight and power in his hand. A sense of familiarity and confidence washed over him, as if the weapon had been waiting for him all along, it's time to fight.