Dream Eater: Don't worry, Blizzard. We're the only ones here in the tower. The Sergeant and Yen-Sid are the only other occupants.
Blizzard: You're right. I'm sorry for being so paranoid. I just can't shake off the feeling that something bad is going to happen.
William: It's understandable, Blizzard. You've been through a lot, and if you have enemies after you. I guess It's only natural for you to be cautious.
Blizzard: Thank you, William. I appreciate your understanding.
Dream Eater: Let's focus on the present for now. We're about to embark on a journey to the Hyper Verse, and we need to be ready.
Blizzard: You're right. And maybe, we will find a way to end this, annihilating the darkness.
William: But how do we do that? The darkness is always going to be a threat.
Blizzard: We don't know yet, but we have to try. We can start by protecting the worlds from the Heartless and the Nobodies. And who knows? Maybe we'll find a way to end the darkness for good.
Yen-Sid speaks.
Young Yen-Sid: The darkness can be temporarily warded away, but it is always lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike again. Humanity had 114 years of relative peace without the darkness, but it returned. And even in the 4 years before your awakening, the darkness was still present, though not as rampant as during the Keyblade War.
Blizzard: William, I want to tell you something. When I was exploring the Dream World, I found a strange cave. Inside I found a stone wall with symbols on it. Many of them were strange, but one caught my attention, it's being my Keyblade. I think it's a sign that there's a Locked World out there in the Hyper Verse that belongs to me. I want to invite you to come with me on this journey to find it. What do you say?
Young Yen-Sid: Indeed, William, accompanying Blizzard on his journey through the Hyper Verse can serve as valuable training for you to regain your abilities as a Keyblade wielder. However, I must warn you that the dangers you may face in the Hyper Verse are far greater than anything you have encountered before. Are you willing to take this risk and embark on this journey? (Yen-Sid said, looking at William with a serious expression.)
Blizzard: (sighs) John... he was a brave guy. He only had his Keyblade for a month.
William: (concerned) That's terrible.
Blizzard: (nodding) Yeah, it was. But he showed me something important. Even if you're not a Keyblade Master, you can still be a hero.
William: (thoughtful) I never thought of it that way.
Blizzard: (smiling) And that's why we need to keep going. To keep fighting.
Young Yen-Sid: (nodding) Blizzard. With that kind of spirit, you will be a great asset to the fight against the darkness.
Blizzard: John was a friend I made while traveling in the Locked Worlds. He was a leader of a group of fighters who were using guns to fight against the Heartless and Nobodies.
William: But you said he only had a Keyblade for a month. How would you meet him if he wasn't a Keyblade Wielder at first?
Blizzard: I offered to share my Keyblade with him. He touched it, and later on, he became a Keyblade Wielder too. But unfortunately, he sacrificed himself to save me from a powerful individual.
William: I see. It's amazing how you could make someone a Keyblade Wielder just by touching your Keyblade.
Blizzard: Yeah... it's a rare ability, but it only works if the person has the potential to become a Keyblade Wielder. Not everyone can wield a Keyblade.
William: By the way, is this Lunatic guy, a stalker? Is he watching you sleep on your bed or something?
Blizzard: (laughs) No, he's not a stalker, at least not in that way. He's just someone who is obsessed with reality and wants to test his strength against others. And unfortunately, I happen to be one of his targets.
William: But why you? Why does he want to test your strength?
Blizzard: It's hard to say for sure, but I think he sees me as a worthy opponent. Plus, he probably knows that I'm a Keyblade Master now, so he probably is going to go after me.
William: That's scary. Are you going to be okay?
Blizzard mutters to himself.
Blizzard: I'll be fine. I've faced him before, and I know what he's capable of. Besides, I won't be facing him alone this time. I'll have you and my Dream Eater with me. Still, The idea of him watching me sleep in the dark, hiding on my Space Shuttle at night, is just ridiculous. But then again, who knows what that lunatic is capable of.
Dream Eater responds.
Dream Eater: It's understandable to feel paranoid after receiving a note from him. But don't worry, we'll be on high alert for any suspicious activity.
William: (nods) Let's get ready for our journey then.
Blizzard smiled as he raised both of his Keyblades into the air, and with a sudden flash of light, they transformed into a sleek, futuristic space shuttle.
William eyes widened in surprise as he gazed at the magnificent craft.
William: Woah, that's amazing! Your Keyblades can do that?
Blizzard nodded, a grin spreading across his face.
Blizzard: Yeah, they can transform into all sorts of things. They're not just weapons. They're tools as well.
William looked impressed as he stepped closer to the shuttle and peered inside.
William: This is incredible. I've never seen anything like it.
Blizzard: Well, get used to it. We're about to take off on the adventure of a lifetime.
Blizzard notices the portable cafe machine on one of the tables and a wave of nostalgia hits him. He remembers the times he spent with John, exploring different worlds and galaxies, and taking breaks to enjoy a cup of coffee from this very machine. He walks over to it and turns it on, and the sound of the coffee beans grinding and the smell of freshly brewed coffee fill the air.
Blizzard then turns to William and offers him a cup of coffee.
Blizzard: Would you like some coffee, Will? John always used to say that coffee helps us stay awake during long journeys in space.
William nods his head and says.
William: Yes, please. I would love to try it.
Blizzard pours two cups of coffee and hands one to William, and they both sit down at the table, sipping their coffee and talking about their plans for exploring the Hyper Verse. Blizzard reminisces about his past adventures with John and how he misses his friend dearly.
As they finish their coffee, Blizzard gets up from the table and says.
Blizzard: We should get going, William. We have a lot of ground to cover in the Hyper Verse.
William nods in agreement and they both exit the space shuttle, ready to begin their journey.
Blizzard: Alright, Will. We need to find the two World Symbols that I discovered in the Dream World. One is the face of a man wearing a bandana, and the other is the symbol of my Keyblade, 'Frostbite'.
William: How are we going to find them?
Blizzard: I have a feeling that they are connected to the Locked Worlds in the Hyper Verse.
William: But how are we going to get to the Locked World?
Blizzard: We'll have to find a way in the Hyper Verse. It won't be easy, but I have a plan.
William: What's your plan?
Blizzard: We'll have to travel to different worlds and gather information. I have a few leads that I want to follow up on.
William: Alright, sounds like a plan. But what if we run into trouble?
Blizzard: We'll have to rely on our Keyblades and our training. Plus, we have each other's backs.
Blizzard closed his eyes and focused on imagining the World symbol of the face of a man with a bandana in his mind. He tried to visualize every detail of the symbol and concentrate on it as much as he could. After a few moments, he opened his eyes and took a deep breath.
Blizzard: I think I can sense a part of the space coordinates where the symbol is located. It's faint, but I can feel it. We need to find a way to get there.
William looked at Blizzard with a puzzled expression.
William: How are we going to do that? We don't even know where this place is located.
Blizzard pondered for a moment before responding.
Blizzard: We can use the information that we already have. We know that the symbol is located in a world that is somehow related to the man with the bandana. We can start by looking for any clues or hints that may lead us to this world.
The Dream Eater nodded in agreement.
Dream Eater: That's a good plan. We can also use our abilities to navigate through different worlds and dimensions to find it.
Blizzard smiled at his Dream Eater.
Blizzard: Yes, that's true. We have to be careful though, as we don't know what kind of dangers we may face. We have to be prepared for anything.
William closed his eyes and joined Blizzard in visualizing the symbol of the World they were searching for. He focused on summoning the image of the face of a man with a bandana, trying to capture every detail and essence of the symbol within his mind.
As he concentrated, he felt a familiar surge of energy flowing through him. It was the power of the Keyblade, awakened once again within his heart. Memories of the past battles and the strength he had exhibited during the Keyblade War flooded his mind.
In the darkness behind his closed eyelids, the symbol began to take shape. The image of the man with the bandana became clearer and more defined. William could almost feel as if he was standing in the presence of that world.
Blizzard's voice broke the silence.
Blizzard: You sense it too, William?
William opened his eyes and nodded.
William: Yes, Blizzard. I can see it now. I can feel a connection to that world. It's like a beacon in my mind, guiding us towards our destination.
Blizzard smiled, reassured by William connection to the symbol.
William: That's great, William. We can use our abilities as Keyblade Wielders to navigate through the Hyper Space and find this Locked World. We're on the right path.
With their minds focused, Blizzard and William prepared themselves for the adventure. The symbol of the world they sought burned brightly in their thoughts, guiding them towards their ultimate goal.
Blizzard Keyblade Space Shuttle soared through the vast expanse of the Hyper verse, traversing between worlds in search of the floating planet with the symbol they sought. The ship glided effortlessly through the celestial planes, its Keyblade form cutting through the cosmic currents.
As they approached the designated coordinates, the symbol of the floating planet came into view. It shimmered and glowed, drawing them closer with its enigmatic allure. However, as the Spaceship Keyblade neared the floating planet, a familar phenomenon occurred. The Keyblade Space Shuttle began to fade away, dissolving into particles of light until it vanished completely.
Blizzard and William found themselves free-falling through a portal, tumbling through the vast void of the Hyper verse. The world they had sought, the Locked World symbolized by a man with a bandana, welcomed them with its gravity-defying embrace.
They emerged in a deep sky, surrounded by swirling clouds and a breathtaking view of the vast universe. The sensation of weightlessness enveloped them as they descended, hurtling towards the distant landscape below.
William tapped into his dormant powers, channeling the essence of the Keyblade within him. He focused on altering his trajectory and manipulating the air currents around him. Slowly but surely, their descent began to slow, and they floated gracefully through the sky, reducing their speed as they approached the planet's surface.
The vast jungle below expanded before them, its towering trees and lush foliage stretching out as far as the eye could see. They were still kilometers away from solid ground, but their controlled descent allowed them to survey their surroundings, taking in the awe-inspiring beauty of the Locked World.
The Dream Eater hovered nearby. Together, they marveled at the incredible sight before them, their hearts filled with a sense of adventure.
Blizzard, William, and the Dream Eater continued their descent towards the giant jungle.
As they touched down on the solid surface of the Giant Jungle, Blizzard couldn't contain his amazement. The vibrant foliage and the unfamiliar sounds of nature surrounded them, creating an atmosphere of both wonder and intrigue. William took a deep breath and spoke, breaking the silence.
William: Wow, this is my first time in a Locked World. It's incredible to think that the whole world has been separated into parts since the Keyblade War over a century ago. I can only remember waking up from my coma in Yen Sid Tower and my father awakening from a frozen coma in the Locked World of Camelot. But is this giant jungle a part of Earth itself? (William pondered aloud, his curiosity piqued.)
Blizzard scratched his head, feeling slightly embarrassed at his lack of knowledge.
Blizzard: To be honest, I'm not entirely sure (He admitted sheepishly.) I'm not an expert on the subject like Yen Sid. But I do know that the Locked Worlds can be quite diverse, with their own unique environments and rules.
The Dream Eater, who had been observing the conversation, chimed in.
Dream Eater: Each Locked World is a distinct realm within the Hyper verse. While some may bear similarities to Earth or other familiar places, they exist as separate entities, often governed by their own laws of nature and magic. This giant jungle we find ourselves in may have its own mysteries.
William nodded, appreciating the Dream Eater's insight.
William: Thank you for explaining, Dream Eater. It's fascinating to think about the vastness and diversity of the Locked Worlds. I guess we'll have to explore and uncover the truth about this jungle.
As Blizzard, William and the Dream Eater were engrossed in their conversation about the locked world, their discussion was abruptly interrupted by the sudden appearance of a man wearing a military camouflage outfit and an oxygen mask. The man pointed his M1911A1 at them, demanding to know their identities and whether they were working for the Cobras. The atmosphere grew tense, and Blizzard and Will instinctively raised their hands in a gesture of surrender, refraining from summoning their Keyblades.
Before they could respond, the man slowly removed his oxygen mask, revealing his face to be none other than a man with blue eyes and a distinct brown haircut. Blizzard and William eyes widened in disbelief and astonishment. Simultaneously, they exclaimed.
Blizzard&William: Metal Gear Solid 3?!
The man looked perplexed, clearly not understanding their reference.
?: Metal Gear Solid 3? What are you talking about? (He questioned, his voice laced with confusion.) I have no idea what you're referring to.
Blizzard and William exchanged bewildered glances, realizing that they had somehow encountered a living embodiment of a character from a video game. The time discrepancy further puzzled them, as Naked Snake mentioned it was the year 1964. The situation had taken an unexpected turn, blurring the lines between fiction and reality.
Still processing the surreal encounter, Naked Snake expressed his confusion and decided to contact his superior, Zero, for guidance. He reached for his radio and began speaking.
Naked Snake: Zero, this is Snake. I've encountered some unexpected individuals here. They don't seem to be soldiers, possibly civilians. I'm unsure of the situation. I need further instructions.
With the radio transmission complete, a sense of anticipation and uncertainty hung in the air as Naked Snake awaited instructions, leaving Blizzard, and William grappling with the bewildering reality that they had stumbled upon a living representation of a video game character in this Locked World. The adventure had taken an unforeseen twist, leaving them questioning the very fabric of their existence within this extraordinary realm.
William, still grappling with the confusion and disbelief of encountering Naked Snake, turns to Blizzard, his voice filled with uncertainty.
William: Blizzard, this... this shouldn't be possible, right? I mean, Locked Worlds don't work like this. How is it that we've encountered an iconic video game character, right here, right now, on the exact day of his mission? This Locked World is unlike anything we've ever experienced before. It's so confusing, and I don't even know what to make of it.
The Dream Eater of Blizzard, unable to comprehend the concept of a video game, chimes in with a puzzled tone.
Dream Eater: What is this video game you speak of? I cannot fathom such a concept. This world is full of surprises and mysteries.
Blizzard, having experienced his fair share of unusual occurrences, takes a deep breath before responding to Will.
Blizzard: I must admit that this is beyond my understanding as well. Locked worlds typically adhere to certain rules and structures, but it seems that this one is bending those rules, blurring the boundaries between fiction and reality. We may have stumbled upon a unique anomaly, something that I haven't encountered before in my travels.
Just as they continue their discussion, the sight of the Dream Eater, startles Naked Snake. His eyes widen, and he exclaims in disbelief.
Naked Snake: What the hell?! (He falls backward, caught off guard by the presence of the talking creature with its distinct appearance. The Dream Eater's grey-colored body, black stripes, and characteristic features are a stark contrast to the world Naked Snake knows.)
The confusion and astonishment intensify as the unlikely group finds themselves in this perplexing locked world, filled with enigmatic characters and unforeseen encounters. The path ahead remains shrouded in uncertainty, leaving them all to question the true nature and purpose of their journey.
William, still trying to wrap his head around the bizarre situation, turns to Blizzard with a mix of curiosity and concern.
William: Blizzard, this is my first time experiencing a locked world, and it's unlike anything I could have imagined. But based on what you've told me about your previous journeys, should we proceed as usual? Should we still be prepared to face Heartless, fend off Nobodies, and search for the center of this locked world to unlock the Keyhole?
He pauses for a moment, the weight of the situation sinking in.
William: I mean, this Locked World shouldn't even exist. It's a video game story, a work of fiction. What could be the consequences of intertwining the power of the Keyblade, the darkness, and the heartless with the realm of a video game? This is uncharted territory, and I can't help but feel a sense of unease.
Naked Snake, overhearing their conversation, becomes even more perplexed. The unfamiliar terms —Darkness, Keyblade, Heartless, Keyhole— leave him utterly confused. His mission was focused on stealth and espionage during the Cold War, not battling supernatural forces. He can't help but question if this is some kind of elaborate joke or trap.
As the uncertainty lingers in the air, the trio finds themselves facing an unprecedented adventure, where the rules they once knew no longer to apply. The consequences and implications of this unexpected fusion of worlds remain uncertain, leaving them to navigate through the unknown with caution.
Naked Snake, still trying to make sense of the situation, directs his attention towards Blizzard and William. He raises an eyebrow, his confusion evident in his voice.
Naked Snake: Alright, hold on a minute. I have no idea what you two are talking about. Darkness, Keyblade, Heartless... It sounds like gibberish to me. Are you some kind of civilians who got lost in this jungle in the Cold War right now?
He glances around the dense foliage, his eyes searching for any signs of danger.
Naked Snake: Look, I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but if this is some sort of trap set up by the Cobras, you're in for a world of hurt. I suggest you start making some sense or prepare to face the consequences.
Naked Snake reaches for his radio, bringing it to his mouth.
Naked Snake: Zero, this is Snake. These strange individuals here and they seem to be completely out of their minds. Talking about video games and all sorts of nonsense. Have you heard anything about this? Is this some new kind of enemy tactic? (He pauses, awaiting Zero's response, hoping for some clarity amidst the perplexing circumstances.)
Naked Snake speaks into the radio once more, relaying the bizarre information to Zero.
Naked Snake: Zero, there's another peculiar element to this situation. One of the individuals I've encountered is accompanied by a talking stuffed toy. Yes, you heard that right. A plushie that looks like a cat that stand on his two legs like a human and can apparently speak. I don't know what to make of it, but it's definitely adding to the confusion here.
He pauses, expecting a response from Zero, but only silence greets him. He shakes his head, muttering to himself.
Naked Snake: A Talking stuffed toy... What the hell is going on here?
The Dream Eater, feeling the need to correct the misunderstanding, interjects.
Dream Eater: No! I am not a stuffed toy! I am a Dream Eater, a spirit creature from another realm. And I assure you, I am very much alive and real.
Naked Snake's eyes widen in disbelief, his bewilderment growing. He mutters into the radio once again.
Naked Snake: Zero, the stuffed toy claims himself to be a Dream Eater, a spirit creature from another realm. I have no idea what any of this means.
He anxiously awaits a response from Zero, hoping for some guidance or explanation in this increasingly perplexing situation.
Blizzard takes a deep breath, attempting to explain the situation to Naked Snake without overwhelming him with too much information.
Blizzard: Listen, Naked Snake, I know this all sounds insane, but I come from a different realm, one where we wield powerful weapons called Keyblades. My main mission is to restore balance to the worlds and eliminate creatures known as Heartless and Nobodies.
He pauses, gauging Naked Snake's reaction before continuing.
Blizzard: The world we find ourselves in right now is a Locked World, a separate dimension with its own set of rules. It seems that somehow, we've crossed paths with your mission in this anomaly. I don't have all the answers, but I believe there might be a connection between our worlds.
Blizzard glances at William, who nods in agreement.
Blizzard: We're not your enemies, Naked Snake. We're just as confused as you are. But we need to find a way to navigate this situation and figure out what's really going on.
He waits, hoping that Naked Snake will be open to understanding and working together to unravel the mystery that has brought them all together in this unusual circumstance.
Naked Snake's confusion deepens as Blizzard mentions his code name. He furrows his brow and speaks into his radio, addressing Zero.
Naked Snake: Zero, this is Snake. The individuals I encountered seem to know my code name and mission. I don't understand how they could have this information.
He waits for a response from Zero, his voice filled with bewilderment.
Naked Snake: Is there something I'm missing here? How could they possibly know who I am? This doesn't make any sense.
Naked Snake looks back at Blizzard, his eyes searching for answers.
Naked Snake: Kids, I need to know how you came to possess this knowledge. It's crucial that I understand the extent of this situation and any potential risks involved.
He adjusts his grip on his weapon, ready to protect himself if necessary, but still hoping for a logical explanation that can help unravel this mystery.
William suggests that it might be easier if the three of them teamed up and helped Naked Snake on his mission. He explains that their only objective is to find the center of the Locked World and locate the Keyhole. William acknowledges the skepticism that Naked Snake may have towards them but emphasizes that their assistance could be valuable.
However, Naked Snake remains conflicted and finds it difficult to comprehend their nonsensical explanations. He rubs his temples in frustration before speaking up.
Naked Snake: Look, I appreciate the offer, but I can't random strangers like you. You're talking about things that make no sense to me. I'm on a critical stealth mission in the middle of a jungle, and suddenly. I'm confronted with a talking stuffed toy and teenagers who claim to know my code name and my mission. This is too much!
Naked Snake reaches for his radio and activates it, attempting to contact Zero for guidance.
Naked Snake: Zero, I need some clarification here, they seem to possess information that they shouldn't. Can you shed some light on this?
After a brief conversation on the radio, Naked Snake turns his attention back to Blizzard and William. He instructs them to turn around, his expression filled with uncertainty and caution. Suddenly, he swiftly strikes them both, rendering them unconscious.
With Blizzard and William incapacitated, Naked Snake is left to contemplate the perplexing situation and decide on his next course of action.
(30 minutes later.)
Blizzard and William gradually regain consciousness, finding themselves bound together and being dragged by Naked Snake. Their disoriented state quickly turns into confusion as they try to make sense of the situation. They begin speaking to Naked Snake, hoping to understand his intentions.
Blizzard: (strained) What... What's going on? Why are we tied up?
William: (anxious) Yeah, what's the meaning of this? We were just trying to help, and now we're being treated like prisoners?
Naked Snake, maintaining a focused and serious expression, responds to their inquiries.
Naked Snake: (stoic) You two are going to serve as bait for my mission. I can use you as a distraction to draw out the enemy. It's the perfect plan.
Blizzard: (bewildered) Bait?! But we don't even know who your enemy is or what you're up against.
William: (concerned) This doesn't seem right. We're not soldiers. We don't have the training or the equipment to handle a mission like this.
Naked Snake: (determined) I understand your concerns, but I'm left with no choice. I need to complete my mission, and if using you as bait increases my chances of success, then that's what I'll do.
As the conversation unfolds, Naked Snake notices that the stuffed toy, The companion of Blizzard, is nowhere to be seen.
Naked Snake: (noticing the absence) It seems your stuffed toy has made its escape. No matter, it can't interfere with my plan.
Blizzard and William exchange glances, realizing the challenging predicament they're in. They are uncertain about Naked Snake's intentions and the risks they may face as unwitting participants in his mission.
William: (awkwardly) Well, this is certainly anticlimactic, Blizzard. Who would've thought that stepping into a Locked World would bring a video game character to life, ONLY TO END UP TIED UP, AND USED AS BAIT?!
Blizzard: (sighs) It's not the welcome we were expecting. And you're right, it's strange that we haven't encountered any Heartless or the Nobodies yet.
Naked Snake, overhearing their conversation, interrupts them and gestures for silence.
Naked Snake: (authoritative) Quiet! We're on a stealth mission here. The last thing we need is unnecessary noise attracting unwanted attention.
William and Blizzard exchange glances, realizing the seriousness of the situation. They lower their voices, hoping to avoid any further complications.
Naked Snake carefully maneuvers through the tall grass, dragging Blizzard and Will behind him. As he spots a KGB soldier patrolling the nearby area, he silently signals to his companions to stay low and remain quiet. He readies himself for a close-quarters combat engagement.
Naked Snake: (whispering) Stay low and don't make a sound. We have an opportunity here to take out that soldier without raising any alarms. Remember, you two are on my stealth mission.
Blizzard and William nod silently, their hearts racing with anticipation. They watch as Naked Snake skillfully positions himself, preparing to execute his close-quarters combat techniques.
The KGB soldier comes closer, unaware of the lurking danger. Naked Snake swiftly springs into action, lunging towards the soldier with lightning speed. He incapacitates him using precise strikes and swift grappling moves.
The KGB soldier falls to the ground, unconscious. Naked Snake quickly retrieves his weapon and looks back at Blizzard and Will.
Naked Snake: (whispering) That's how it's done. We need to keep moving quietly. The enemy is on high alert, and we don't want to attract any unnecessary attention.
Blizzard and Will exchange impressed glances, realizing the expertise and efficiency with which Naked Snake handled the situation. They follow him silently, understanding the importance of maintaining stealth in this dangerous environment.
Naked Snake cautiously observes the patrol of four KGB soldiers, their bodies enveloped in a sinister purple aura, their eyes glowing with an eerie yellow light. He contemplates his next move, considering the possibility that firearms might not be effective against these peculiar adversaries.
Naked Snake: (whispering) Something's not right here. Tranquilizer darts won't work on them. Zero, do you copy? I need information on these... entities.
Zero: (over the radio) Snake, I'm not familiar with any anomalous beings in the area. Perhaps our new acquaintances can shed some light on this. Blizzard, William, do you kids have any insights?
Blizzard: (softly) These soldiers... they seem to have been corrupted by the darkness. It grants them power, but they haven't transformed into Heartless themselves. They're still human, but under the control of the darkness.
William: (nervously) Blizzard, are you suggesting that they've willingly embraced the darkness?
Blizzard: It's possible. Some individuals are enticed by the promise of power, even if it means losing themselves in the process.
Naked Snake, realizing that he may need the aid of Blizzard's Keyblade, hesitates for a moment before deciding to release Blizzard's right hand. With a focused expression, Blizzard summons his Keyblade, Frostbite, which materializes in his grasp, emanating a cold aura.
Naked Snake: (curious) What's that you've got there, Kid? A weapon of some sort?
Blizzard: (firmly) This is my Keyblade, a weapon used by Keyblade Wielders like myself. It possesses the power to combat the darkness and restore balance.
Naked Snake studies the Keyblade, a mixture of confusion and curiosity on his face. He nods, acknowledging the potential usefulness of this mysterious weapon.
Naked Snake: Well, I suppose unconventional situations call for unconventional measures. Let's see what that Keyblade can do.
Blizzard grips his Keyblade tightly, ready to confront the corrupted soldiers. As they approach the patrol, the air crackles with tension, and the soldiers turn their glowing yellow eyes towards the trio. The battle for survival in this unfamiliar locked world is about to begin.
Blizzard's Keyblade 'Frostbite' soars through the air with precision, striking each corrupted soldier with a calculated blow. The impact knocks them out, leaving them unconscious but free from the clutches of darkness. Naked Snake, witnessing this display of power, is both startled and intrigued.
Naked Snake: (cautiously) Impressive... You took them down without causing any permanent harm. I must say, I'm surprised. How did you?
Blizzard: (smiling) As a Keyblade wielder, I have learned to subdue my enemies without causing unnecessary harm. My goal is to restore balance, not inflict pain.
Naked Snake, though still wary, acknowledges the effectiveness of Blizzard's approach. He quickly reties Blizzard's right hand, realizing that his own plan must proceed.
Naked Snake: (firmly) Alright, it seems you have some skills that could prove useful. We'll proceed with the plan, but remember, you're still bait. We're heading to a nearby military outpost. Stick close and follow my lead.
Blizzard: (nodding) Understood. We'll cooperate, but I expect us to work together as equals.
William, observing the situation, spoke.
William: Maybe this is an opportunity for us to understand more about this locked world and help bring balance to it. We can assist you, Naked Snake, and find a way to unlock the heart of this world.
Naked Snake gives a skeptical look but recognizes the potential value in their assistance.
Naked Snake: Fine, but keep in mind that we need to maintain utmost discretion. If anything goes wrong, we'll need to adapt quickly. Stay sharp.
With their roles defined, the unlikely team of Snake, Blizzard, and Will continue their journey through the dense jungle. The path ahead remains treacherous, with unknown challenges lurking in the shadows. They move cautiously, inching closer to the military outpost that may hold the answers they seek.
Naked Snake leads Blizzard and Will through the dense jungle, their movements calculated and stealthy. As they approach the military outpost, they notice the eerie silence that hangs in the air. The outpost appears abandoned, with signs of recent activity.
Naked Snake: (whispering) Stay close and keep your eyes peeled. We're getting close to the outpost.
Blizzard: (nervously) Are you sure it's safe to approach? It looks deserted.
William: Maybe the soldiers are on patrol or inside the buildings.
Just as they reach the perimeter of the outpost, the sound of approaching trucks reverberates through the jungle. The distant noise grows louder, signaling the imminent arrival of a group of soldiers. Naked Snake quickly assesses the situation and formulates a plan.
Naked Snake: Soldiers are inbound. I'll find a hiding spot and observe their movements. You two will be the bait. If anything goes wrong, don't hesitate to defend yourselves.
Blizzard: (concerned) Wait, you're leaving us as bait? That's not what we agreed upon!
William: Blizzard, let's trust Naked Snake's judgment for now. We need to gather information and find a way to help him. We can handle this.
Naked Snake, disappearing into the foliage, leaves Blizzard and Will near the outskirts of the outpost, offering a few reassuring words before he leaves.
Naked Snake: (whispering) Stay quiet and alert. I'll be nearby, keeping an eye on things. Don't do anything reckless.
As Naked Snake slips away into the shadows, Blizzard and Will are left alone, the tension in the air palpable. They remain hidden, waiting anxiously for the approaching soldiers, unsure of what will happens.