In the Morning.
Blizzard woke up to strange noise coming in the Forest, after watching around, he saw John and his Soldiers approaching him, he is relieved to see him again.
Blizzard: Hey John, you're up early. Did you sleep well?
John: I'm too excited to sleep. Did you do it, Blizzard? Did you really eliminate all the Heartless and Nobodies? the city seem so calm now.
Blizzard: Well, not exactly. It was actually thanks to someone else.
John: What do you mean? Who else could have done it?
Blizzard: It was a mysterious cloaked hooded person in both white and black. He showed up and took care of all the Heartless and Nobodies himself. He almost killed me, but he even left a note for me.
John: I knew it. I should had warned you about how dangerous this nutjob is.
Blizzard: I know, But he seemed powerful. He even gave me a run for my money in a battle.
John: Really? You fought him? What did he say?
Blizzard:He had some edgy speech about the world being wrong and needing to be reset to zero. He wanted to use both light and darkness to become a god or something.
John: That is not surprising, sounds like a real nut job. But at least he got rid of those monsters. Did he leave anything else?
Blizzard: Just a note. It said that the game would be balanced if he gave me a fair chance. I don't know what that means.
John: Hm, strange. Well, we should keep an eye out for that psycho. Who knows what he'll do next.
Blizzard: Agreed. But for now, my Dream Eater and I should focus on finding a way out of this locked world. Maybe we can find some clues in that building we saw yesterday.
Dream Eater: Hey Blizzard, you know what? I think all of these experiences in this locked world have made you a little bit stronger. Maybe now with your Keyblade, you can unlock this world. If you can find a Door Hole Key shaped sign in the sky and launch a beam at it with the tip of your Keyblade, maybe you can unlock the way out of here.
John: Really? That's amazing! I had no idea that was even possible. Blizzard, do you think you can do it?
Blizzard: I don't know, but it's worth a shot. Let's try to find that Door Hole Key shaped sign and see if we can unlock the way out of here.
John: I'm with you all the way. Let's do this!
Blizzard and his Dream Eater arrived at the highest floor of the building where John's armed men squad were stationed. The area was heavily guarded, but Blizzard noticed a key-shaped sign in the sky. He raised his Keyblade and aimed at the sign, launching a beam of light towards it. The sign started to glow and a portal appeared.
Blizzard turned to John and his men, who were all staring in amazement.
Blizzard: Looks like I'm going on ahead (Blizzard said.)
John and his men were left speechless. They had never seen anything like it before. John turned to his men and said.
John: We have to prepare for anything that might come our way. We can't let this world fall into the wrong hands.
The armed men nodded in agreement, and they began to make preparations for any possible threat that might emerge. As for Blizzard, he had no idea what lay ahead of him, but he was determined to find out.
John: Blizzard, wait!
Blizzard: (confused) What is it John? I'm about to leave.
John then proceeds to call out his Sergeant on radio.
John: Sergeant, I'm feeling like going on an adventure with Blizzard here. Think you can handle things here while I'm gone?
Blizzard: What?
Sergeant: Sir, are you sure that's wise? We don't know what kind of dangers is out there.
John: I trust Blizzard. Besides, he's got his Dream Eater with him, and I'm sure they can handle anything that comes their way. So, can you take care of things here?
Sergeant: Yes, sir. I'll make sure the defenses are up and running at full capacity while you're gone.
John: Excellent. Blizzard, let's get going. We've got a worlds to unlock!
Blizzard: Are you sure you want to come with me? I mean, it's probably dangerous out there.
John: You guys seem intriguing, now that I look at it, no way I'm going to pass such opportunity!
Blizzard: Then, I don't really mind.
His Dream Eater then whisper to his ears and talked about something.
Blizzard nods in agreement with his Dream Eater.
Blizzard: I think so too (He says.) He's got the heart for it. And I can already sense the strength of his convictions. It won't be long before he's able to wield a Keyblade of his own.
John looks at them, puzzled.
John: What are you guys whispering about?
Blizzard smiles at him.
Blizzard: Nothing much. We were just talking about the power of the Keyblade. Do you believe in it, John?
Blizzard: (John shrugs.) I don't know. I've never really thought about it. But I do believe in you guys. And I'm willing to follow you wherever this adventure takes us.
Blizzard nods.
Blizzard: That's all we can ask for. Let's go then. We've got a world to save and more Keyholes to unlock.
With that, the trio sets out towards the exit of this locked world.
Suddenly, Blizzard saw the heavy backpack wich was the size of John entire Body carrying it on his back about to leave with it.
Blizzard: John, are you sure you want to carry all of that?
John: Of course, I'm sure. I'm used to carrying heavy loads on my back. Plus, I need to be prepared for anything that comes our way.
Blizzard: I see. Well, if you're sure, then let's get going.
John: Let's do it. Adventure awaits!
Blizzard: We've unlocked the Keyhole of this Locked World. But... Uuuhh... But now what? How do we move on to the next one?
Dream Eater: Ah, Blizzard, fear not. You were in a Coma, but I know of the space outside of Locked Worlds, called Hyper Verse.
Blizzard: You mean there's a way to travel between these Locked Worlds? How? I have no idea how to proceed from here.
Dream Eater: It's true that you may have forgotten. Your Keyblade possesses the power to transform into a space shuttle and various vehicles, a space shuttle capable of navigating the Hyperverse.
Blizzard: (raising an eyebrow) You think my Keyblade can do more than just defeat Heartless? Like, transport?
As Blizzard held his Keyblade aloft, a surge of energy pulsed through it and Blizzard throwing it Upward. The Keyblade transformed once again, this time into a sleek and formidable space shuttle. Blizzard's eyes widened in astonishment.
John's eyes widen in surprise as he sees the small shuttle formed by Blizzard's Keyblade.
John: Whoa, that's insane. (He says in awe.)
Blizzard's Dream Eater nods in agreement.
Dream Eater: Some Keyblade wielders have the ability to create small vehicles like this one. And those who have high mastery can even summon their own armor, which is a powerful form of protection in combat.
John looks even more amazed at the idea of a combat armor.
John: That sounds like something out of a sci-fi movie. Can you imagine, a suit of armor made out of a Keyblade?
Blizzard's Dream Eater chuckles.
Dream Eater: But it takes years of training and practice to achieve that level of mastery. For now, we'll have to make do with our small shuttle to navigate through the hyper space.
With that, they climb aboard the shuttle and prepare for the journey to the next locked world.
As the space shuttle ascended, leaving the Locked World behind, Blizzard marveled at the spectacle unfolding before his eyes. The Hyper Verse stretched out endlessly, a vast expanse of swirling colors and celestial bodies. Stars shimmered and danced, forming intricate constellations that seemed to tell stories of forgotten worlds and forgotten heroes.
Through the windows of his space shuttle, Blizzard beheld a breathtaking sight. He saw vibrant nebulae, their ethereal hues painting the cosmic canvas with shades of blues, purples, and pinks. Galactic clusters clustered together like intricate puzzles, creating breathtaking patterns that defied imagination.
Blizzard: I can't believe I was able to create that shuttle out of my Keyblade. I don't even remember how I learned that ability.
Dream Eater: It's possible that your body retained some muscle memory or instincts from your past experiences as a Keyblade wielder, even if your memory is still hazy. Your body may have reacted instinctively to protect us in the hyper space.
John: That's amazing! I had no idea Keyblade wielders could do something like that. You truly are a skilled warrior, Blizzard.
Blizzard: Thank you, John. I hope that my abilities will be enough to help us on our journey to save the other Locked Worlds.
Blizzard looks around the interior of the small space shuttle, his eyes widen in surprise as he takes in the sleek design of the command room. The walls are a pristine white, with a soft blue glow emanating from the control panels. A long bed lines the back of the shuttle, and a small storage room is located to one side. It's almost as if the shuttle can serve as a pocket dimension for storage, a thought that makes Blizzard smile.
Blizzard: Still, this is incredible, (Blizzard says, turning to his Dream Eater.) I never knew I could create something like this with my Keyblade. It's almost like it's a part of me.
His Dream Eater nods in agreement.
Dream Eater: Yes, it is a reflection of your power and your will. Your Keyblade is more than just a weapon, it's an extension of your being. With it, you can create and shape the world around you.
Blizzard nods, feeling a sense of awe at the power he possesses. He knows that he still has much to learn, but he's excited to see where his journey with John will take him.
Blizzard looked at John's backpack, amazed at how much he was carrying.
Blizzard: I can't believe you managed to fit all of that in there, how are you even able to walk? (He said, gesturing to the assortment of weapons and gear attached to John's backpack.)
John chuckled.
John: Hey, you never know what you might need on an adventure (He replied with a grin.) Plus, this baby (He said, patting his backpack.) has saved my life more times than I can count, plus, I'm built differently.
Blizzard: Build differently? If you say so.
Still, Blizzard shook his head in disbelief, but couldn't help but be impressed by John's preparedness.
Blizzard: Well, I'm glad you brought that coffee machine (He said with a smile.) I have a feeling we're going to need all the caffeine we can get.
Blizzard couldn't help but chuckle at John's preparedness.
Blizzard: You really came prepared for anything, didn't you? (He said with a smile.)
John grinned back.
John: You can never be too prepared, my friend. Besides, who knows what we might encounter in the next world?
Blizzard nodded in agreement.
Blizzard: You're right. We should always be ready for anything.
As they settled in for the journey through the hyper space, John pulled out his portable coffee machine and started brewing a fresh cup of coffee. The smell filled the small shuttle, making Blizzard's mouth water.
John: Want some?
John offered, holding out a steaming cup.
Blizzard couldn't resist the temptation and took the cup gratefully. The warmth of the coffee spread through his body, chasing away the chill of the hyper space.
John: Thanks, John. This is great. (Blizzard said with a smile.)
John grinned.
John: Anytime, kid. I told you I came prepared.
Blizzard: Hey, do you want some chocolate milk?
Dream Eater: No thank you, I don't actually need to eat or drink to survive. I am sustained by the dreams and emotions of those around me.
Blizzard: Oh, right. I forgot about that. It's just weird, you know? You're a living creature, but you don't need to eat or drink like I do.
Dream Eater: Yes, I suppose it is strange from your perspective. But for us Dream Eaters, it is simply how we are designed. We are creatures born of dreams and emotions, and our sustenance comes from those same sources.
Suddenly, the Dream Eater saw his an arm extending a cup to his mouth out of nowhere.
Dream Eater: (sputtering) Uh?! Wh-what are you doing, Blizzard?
Blizzard: (laughing) Sorry, I couldn't resist. I wanted to see if you could taste it. I mean, you've been around for so long, and I thought it'd be fun to try something new together.
Dream Eater: (blushing and coughing) That was quite a surprise! I must admit, I've never experienced taste before. It's... interesting. Sweet, creamy... I can see why you human enjoys it.
John: Hey, looks like your Dream Eater has a good taste! Maybe we can start a milk factory together in the next world we visit.
Blizzard: (chuckles) I don't think that's possible, John. But it's good to know that Dream Eaters can enjoy some things like humans.
Dream Eater: (surprised) This is quite a unique experience. I never thought I would taste something like this.
Dream Eater: B-But! as I said before, Dream Eaters don't need to eat or drink to survive. However, I must admit that the taste of that chocolate milk was quite delightful.
Blizzard: I'm glad you liked it. I just wanted to share it with you since we're all traveling together.
Dream Eater: I appreciate your gesture, Blizzard. It's very thoughtful of you.
John: Haha, looks like our Dream Eater friend here has a bit of a sweet tooth!
Dream Eater: (slightly embarrassed): Well, I wouldn't say that. It's just that the taste was quite pleasant.
John: (smiling) Well, you guys better enjoy it while you can. Who knows what kind of crazy things we'll encounter in our journey.
Blizzard: (nodding) You're right. We should be prepared for anything.
After some minutes of inspection and exploration of this strange Space Shuttle that he may or may not have boarded in over 118 years. Blizzard then asks his Dream Eater if he has any idea about the strange buttons and controls, but his Dream Eater shakes his head and tells him that it's not something he's familiar with. John, who has been listening in on their conversation, speaks up.
John: Those buttons and controls might be a bit advanced for you guys, but I can handle it (John says, smirking.) I've flown all sorts of vehicles in my time. Let me take care of it.
Blizzard: Really? But we don't know what these buttons do, but if you are sure of what you are doing, I mean... Sure I guess...
Blizzard nods gratefully, and watches as John takes the controls and starts up the small space shuttle. With a press of a button, the shuttle's engines roar to life, and they begin their journey through the hyper space towards the next locked world.