Blizzard steps outside onto the deck of the MS Titan and takes a deep breath of the salty sea air. He looks out to the horizon, scanning the seas for any signs of danger. The water is calm and the sky is clear, but Blizzard knows that danger could be lurking just below the surface.
He turns to his Dream Eater and speaks.
Blizzard: We need to keep our guard up. Black Beard and his crew could be out there, waiting to attack.
The Dream Eater nods in agreement and they both continue to scan the horizon for any signs of trouble. Blizzard can feel the weight of his Keyblades at his side, ready to be summoned at a moment's notice.
He takes another deep breath and reminds himself to stay focused. The journey to Black Beard's island will not be an easy one, but he knows that he must remain vigilant if he wants to succeed in his mission.
Blizzard: So this civilization has been replicating pirates and the navy to adapt to this locked world for over a hundred years?
Navy Officer: That's right. We've been stranded here for a long time, but we've managed to make the best of it. My grand parents knew how to survive on the seas, and we've kept that knowledge alive. We've built ships like this one, and we've learned to defend ourselves against the dangers that lurk in the water.
Blizzard: And what are those dangers?
Navy Officer: Heartless, for one. They're everywhere in these waters. And there are other threats as well. We've seen giant sea monsters and fierce storms that can wreck even the sturdiest ship. But we've learned to be careful, and we've managed to keep our civilization going.
Blizzard: It's impressive what you've accomplished. But what about Black Beard and his crew? Do you have any idea where they might be?
Navy Officer: We've been tracking them for a long time. They're on an island not too far from here. It's a dangerous place, though. They've got traps and defenses set up all over the place. And they're not afraid to use them.
Blizzard: I'll be careful. I've dealt with my fair share of traps and defenses. I need to get those Keyblade wielders back, no matter what it takes.
Navy Officer: We'll do everything we can to help you. We owe it to those poor souls who've been trapped for so long.
Blizzard listens to the navy officer and nods understandingly.
Blizzard: I can imagine how difficult it must have been to survive in this world. It's no wonder that the seas are so chaotic (He says.) But it's good to know that you and your crew are doing your best to maintain some order in this world.
The navy officer nods in agreement.
Navy Officer: Yes, it's a difficult job, but we do it to protect the people and maintain peace in this world. It's our duty as the Navy.
Blizzard nods.
Blizzard: I understand. And I'm grateful for your help in my mission to unlock the Locked Worlds.
The navy officer smiles.
Navy Officer: No need to thank us. We're just doing our duty. But I'm glad we can help in your mission.
Blizzard nods and looks out to the seas.
Blizzard:The chaos in the seas is only going to get worse if we don't stop Black Beard and his crew. We need to find them and put an end to their reign of terror.
The navy officer nods in agreement.
Navy Officer: Agreed. We'll do whatever it takes to stop them.
Blizzard nods and turns to his Dream Eater.
Blizzard: Let's keep a sharp eye out. We don't know what kind of dangers we might face out here.
Navy Officer: (curiously) Blizzard, had your looked at yourself recently? There's something... different about you.
Blizzard: (confused) What do you mean? Is something wrong?
Dream Eater: (excitedly) Blizzard, your hair! Look at it!
Navy Officer: (gesturing to Blizzard's head) Take a look, lad. Something seems... different, you'll see what we mean.
Blizzard raises an eyebrow in confusion, feeling a sense of unease. He walks towards a nearby reflective surface and stares at his own reflection. His eyes widen as he notices that a significant portion of his once vibrant blue hair has turned white, 30% of it.
Blizzard's hand instinctively reaches up to touch his hair, feeling the texture and noticing the strange looks from those around him.
Blizzard is surprised to hear that his hair has turned white, and he runs his hand through it in disbelief.
Blizzard: What? My hair? That's impossible (He says, looking at his Dream Eater and the navy officer with confusion.)
The Dream Eater puts a paw on Blizzard's knees and says.
Dream Eater: Don't worry, we'll figure it out. But for now, we should focus on the task at hand.
Navy Officer: The best thing you can do is take it easy for a while. Try to avoid any unnecessary stress, and get plenty of rest.
Blizzard: I'll do my best. Thanks for the advice.
Dream Eater: And don't worry too much about your hair. It should grow back to its original color in time.
Blizzard: I hope you're right.
The navy officer nods in agreement and says.
Navy Officer: We don't have time to waste. We need to get to Black Beard's island and stop him before he can cause any more harm.
Blizzard takes a deep breath and nods, determined to see this mission through, even if it means dealing with his strange new appearance.
As Blizzard ponders about his changing hair color, he remembers the cryptic warning of The Lunatic. He couldn't help but wonder if his recent experiences were taking a toll on his mental state. The thought of losing control and going insane was terrifying to him. He had seen what the darkness could do to people, and he didn't want to succumb to it.
He takes a deep breath and tries to clear his mind. He knew that he couldn't let fear and doubt consume him. He had a mission to complete, and he needed to stay focused. He turns to his Dream Eater and the navy officer and speaks with determination in his voice.
Blizzard: I won't let the darkness, or the insanity takes over me. I'll stay vigilant and focused on our mission. We need to find Black Beard and stop him before he can cause any more harm. Let's keep moving forward.
Blizzard trained his combat skills using his two Keyblades, practicing his techniques and improving his speed and agility. He also spent time meditating, trying to clear his mind and calm his thoughts.
During this time, he also bonded with the crew of the MS Titan, learning about their lives and experiences on the seas. He shared stories of his own adventures and battles, and they shared their admiration for his bravery and skill.
Blizzard also spent time with his Dream Eater, honing their connection and communication. They worked on new strategies for fighting the Heartless and Nobodies they might encounter on Black Beard's Island.
As the week passed, Blizzard felt himself getting stronger and more focused. He was ready for his destination.
Blizzard shares his thoughts with the navy officer and his Dream Eater, saying.
Blizzard: It's possible that someone strong has taken on the name of Black Beard and is acting as him, but the real Black Beard no longer exists. It could be a powerful individual who is claiming the name.
The navy officer nods and replies.
Navy Officer: That's a good point, Blizzard. It's not uncommon for people in this Worlds to take on the identities of historical figures or legendary pirates to establish their dominance. But whoever this imposter is, they won't be able to stand up to the power of a Keyblade Wielder like you.
Blizzard nods in agreement and adds.
Blizzard: I won't let anyone stand in the way of me finding those artifacts and stopping the darkness from spreading any further.
The Dream Eater chirps in agreement.
Dream Eater: We'll be with you every step of the way, Blizzard. Together, we can overcome any challenge.
Blizzard and the navy officer begin discussing the infiltration plan.
Blizzard: We should start by scouting the island with my Dream Eater. We need to know what we're up against.
Navy Officer: That's a good idea, but we also need to find a way to sneak past their lookout towers and patrols.
Blizzard: I could use my magic to create a diversion while we slip in unnoticed.
Navy Officer: That could work. But we'll need to move fast and avoid detection.
Blizzard: Agreed. Once we're in, we'll need to locate the hostages and retrieve them as quickly as possible.
Navy Officer: And take out Black Beard and his crew while we're at it.
Blizzard: Right. We can't let them continue to hold innocent people captive.
Navy Officer: We'll need to be careful, though. Black Beard is rumored to have powerful magic at his disposal.
Blizzard: I'm not afraid. I'll do whatever it takes to save those hostages and put an end to Black Beard's reign of terror.
Navy Officer: That's what I like to hear. Let's make a plan and get to work.
The navy officer expresses his concerns about the danger of going alone, but Blizzard is confident in his abilities and insists on going alone. He discusses the plan in detail with his Dream Eater, making sure they are both aware of the risks and the potential outcomes.
Blizzard spends the day preparing for the mission. He studies maps of the island, draws up a plan of action, and practices his combat skills. As night falls, he sets off on his own, leaving the MS Titan behind.
Blizzard and his Dream Eater make their way towards the island under the cover of darkness, being careful to avoid detection. They use their abilities to move quickly and silently, making their way through the dense jungle that surrounds the island.
As they approach the heart of the island, they see the silhouette of Black Beard's fortress looming in the distance. Blizzard takes a deep breath and carefully unsummons his Keyblade, feeling his aura receding as he does so. He knows that this will make him less detectable to any potential enemies, so he and his Dream Eater can sneak into Black Beard's fortress undetected.
He cautiously makes his way towards the mines, being careful to avoid any potential enemies or traps. The darkness does not bother him as he is used to exploring dark places, but he knows that he must remain vigilant at all times. After what feels like hours of walking, he finally reaches the entrance to the mines.
Blizzard approaches the entrance and examines it closely. He notices that there is a small opening on the side of the entrance that seems to be obscured by some rocks. It looks like it could be a secret passage.
Blizzard turns to his Dream Eater and whispers.
Blizzard: I think I found a way in. Let's check it out.
The two of them carefully move the rocks to reveal the small opening. Blizzard leads the way, crawling through the narrow passageway with his Dream Eater close behind. The passage is tight and uncomfortable, but they manage to make their way through to the other side.
As they emerge from the other end, they find themselves in a dark corridor. They can hear voices in the distance, so they move carefully, trying to avoid detection. The corridor leads to a large chamber, where they see a group of pirates gathered around a large table.
Blizzard and his Dream Eater hide behind some crates and observe the pirates. They hear them discussing their latest exploits and the treasures they have acquired. They also hear them mention Black Beard, who is apparently in another part of the fortress.
Blizzard signals to his Dream Eater that they should continue their search for Black Beard. They move stealthily through the fortress, avoiding any potential threats. Finally, they reach a large door that appears to lead to Black Beard's chamber.
Blizzard turns to his Dream Eater and nods. They both draw their weapons and prepare for the fight ahead. Blizzard pushes the door open and steps inside.
Blizzard stealthily makes his way to the fortress basement and hides behind some crates to listen in on the conversation between the pirates.
One of the pirates says.
Pirate 1: I heard that Black Beard's powers are so dark that he can control the mighty shadows themselves. 'n he's been keepin' those comatose Keyblade Wielders in prison fer o'er 40 years now. Who knows wha' he's plannin' t' do wit' 'em.
Another pirate chime in.
Pirate 3: Aye, I heard he had been usin' thar bodies t' experiment wit' some kind o' new power. He's obsessed wit' gainin' more strength, even if it means hurtin' innocent scallywags.
Blizzard's heart sinks as he realizes the gravity of the situation. He can't let Black Beard get away with this, and he must find a way to rescue those comatose Keyblade wielders. He quietly slips away from the basement and continues to explore the fortress, looking for any clues or weaknesses he can exploit.
Pirate 1: Did ye hear about Black Beard 'n his deal wit' Organization 14th?
Pirate 2: Aye, I did. Seems like they be aft some powerful artifacts. 'n Black Bead has plenty o' 'em, if wha' I've heard be true.
Pirate 1: But wha' does he get out o' it? Seems like he's givin' away some valuable stuff fer naught in return.
Pirate 2: I dunno, mate. But Black Beard's always been one t' make deals 'n alliances. Maybe he's got somethin' up his sleeve.
Pirate 1: I don't like it. This Organization sounds like trouble. We shall tell the Cap'n about this.
Blizzard listens intently to the conversation, realizing that Organization 14th might be after the same artifacts as him. He decides to continue sneaking around the fortress to gather more information.
Blizzard carefully sneaks through the dark and shadowy halls of Black Beard's fortress, keeping a low profile and avoiding detection from the guards patrolling the area. He moves swiftly, using his stealth and agility to slip past them undetected.
As he makes his way deeper into the fortress, he comes across a locked door. He tries using his Keyblade to unlock it, but to no avail. Realizing that his Aura might attract unwanted attention, he decides to un summon his Keyblade and rely on his natural abilities to sneak past any potential dangers.
He makes his way to the basement of the fortress, where he overhears a group of pirates discussing Black Beard's dark powers and the comatose Keyblade wielders being held prisoner. Blizzard keeps to the shadows, listening intently and taking in as much information as he can.
After the pirates leave, Blizzard continues his infiltration, sneaking past the guards and making his way to the prison area. He sees more than 11 Keyblade wielders in a comatose state, their energy being extracted by a strange machine, the cell door of thier prison, being locked by a powerful magic. Blizzard feels helpless, as he is not yet a Keyblade Master and is unable to help them at this time.
He quietly leaves the prison area and continues his search for any clues that could lead him to Black Beard's hidden stash of artifacts.
Blizzard carefully moves through the dark hallway, making sure to avoid any creaky floorboards that might give away his presence. He finally reaches the door to the prison guards' personal room and listens for any sounds on the other side. Hearing nothing, he slowly turns the doorknob and opens the door just a crack.
Peeking inside, he sees two prison guards sleeping soundly in their beds. He quietly slips into the room, making his way to a desk on the other side of the room. On the desk is a piece of paper with Black Beard's handwriting on it.
Blizzard reads the note carefully, his eyes widening as he sees that Black Beard plans to trade artifacts with the Organization 14th. He quickly folds the note and tucks it into his pocket, making sure to leave the room as quietly as he entered.
As he sneaks back down the hallway towards the prison cells, he can't help but wonder what Black Beard and the Organization 14th are planning to do with the artifacts. He knows he needs to find out more, but for now, his priority is to free the comatose Keyblade wielders and get out of the fortress undetected.
The note seems to be written by someone who was heavily intoxicated, but Blizzard can still make out the contents. It reads:
'Oi, ye scallywags of the Organization 14th! I, Black Beard, have acquired some precious artifacts from this Locked World and I be willin' to trade 'em with ye. But ye best be comin' with somethin' good in return, or else ye'll be walkin' the plank, savvy?'
Blizzard can tell from the tone of the note that Black Beard is not to be messed with, and that Organization 14th must have something of great value to offer in order to make a trade.
The Dream Eater responds to Blizzard.
Dream Eater: This Organization seems to have some sort of interest in Kingdom Hearts, but their true intentions remain a mystery. They operate in secrecy, and we don't know much about their leader or their overall plan. It's possible that they could be after these artifacts to gain more power or further their agenda.
Blizzard nods in agreement.
Blizzard: That's a possibility. We should keep an eye out for any more information on Organization 14th while we're here. But for now, we need to focus on finding a way to stop Black Beard from trading these artifacts with them.
The Dream Eater nods, Agreed. Let's see if we can gather any more information about the artifacts and their significance to Black Beard. That might give us some clues on how to stop him.
As Blizzard and his Dream Eater move through the second floor of Black Beard Fortress, they come across a few guards patrolling the area. Using his stealth and agility, Blizzard is able to avoid detection and silently take out the guards one by one. They then come across a large room filled with treasure and artifacts.
Blizzard's Dream Eater suggests they take a closer look, and they discover that many of the artifacts here are from other worlds. Some of them even have strange and powerful abilities. But they also notice that there are several empty spots where artifacts should be.
Blizzard realizes that these are the items that Black Beard must have already traded with the Organization 14th. He wonders what kind of power they must possess if they were valuable enough to trade for. He makes a mental note to find out more about this organization and their goals.
As they continue their way through the fortress, they come across a locked door. Blizzard tries to pick the lock with his keyblade, but against all ods, but it doesn't budge. His Dream Eater suggests finding another way around, and they soon discover a hidden passage that leads to the third floor.
As they ascend the stairs, Blizzard can feel his heart pounding in his chest. He knows that Black Beard is around here, and that this could be his most dangerous mission yet. But he also knows that he must press on, for the sake of the comatose Keyblade wielders he saw in the basement.
Finally, they reach the third floor and approach Black Beard's throne room. The door is closed, but they can hear voices inside. Blizzard motions to his Dream Eater to stay back, and then slowly opens the door to peek inside.
Blizzard cautiously approaches, his heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and fear. Peering inside the room. As he gazes upon the figure of Black Beard, his breath catches in his throat.
Black Beard stands tall, towering over everyone around him. His dark skin contrasts with his long, flowing black beard that reaches down to his fat chest. He exudes an aura of power and dominance that fills the room, making even the air feel heavy.
Blizzard's eyes widen as he takes in the sheer height of the tall and muscular Black Beard. Standing at a staggering 3.4 meters, he is a formidable presence, surpassing anything Blizzard has ever encountered. The thought of facing someone of such immense stature and power fills him with a paralyzing sense of dread, the sheer height and presence of this colossal man leave Blizzard feeling dwarfed and insignificant in comparison.
Blizzard's body trembles involuntarily, his legs feeling weak beneath him. The overwhelming aura emanating from Black Beard sends waves of nausea through his stomach. He clutches his hand over his mouth, trying desperately to contain his fear and prevent himself from vomiting the aura emanating from Black Beard is overwhelming, sending chills down Blizzard's spine. It's a power, unlike anything he has encountered before, even surpassing Jareth Vex. The thought of engaging in a battle with someone of such immense strength sends waves of dread coursing through Blizzard's body.
The Dream Eater, sensing the immense power within the room, also succumbs to its weight. It drops to his knees, feeling the pressure of Black Beard's aura bearing down on him. His normally composed demeanor is shattered in the face of such intimidating presence.
Blizzard and the Dream Eater exchange glances, their eyes reflecting fear. As their bodies are weakened by the overwhelming presence of Black Beard.
As Blizzard eavesdrops on the conversation between Black Beard and the familiar black hooded person, a sense of recognition washes over him. Despite the shock of witnessing their encounter, he recalls Norgam, whom he had faced in a battle alongside John in the Regressed World long ago. Memories of fierce confrontation resurface, and Blizzard braces himself, silently listening to their conversation while keeping his presence concealed.
As he focuses, he can hear the slurred words of the heavily intoxicated Black Beard and the sinister tone in Norgam's voice, and Black Beard speech impaired by the effects of his drunkenness. His laughter echoes, filling the air with a sense of power and unpredictability. Norgam, on the other hand, maintains her composure, her voice dripping with a sadistic undertone that sends shivers down Blizzard's spine.
Black Beard: Arr, Norgam! You're the Nobody from the Organization 14th, ain't ya? What brings you here to me humble abode?
Norgam: Indeed, I am. We have come to trade with you, Black Beard. We understand you have some valuable artifacts in your possession.
Black Beard: Aye, that I do. And what might the Organization be willing to offer me in exchange?
Black Beard: (leaning closer, his breath reeking of alcohol) Cooperation, eh? What could you possibly offer that would pique my interest?
Norgam: (twirling her scythe playfully) We have many things that may interest you. Information, power, and the means to expand your dominion, Black Beard. The Organization has resources and knowledge beyond your wildest dreams, and even more valuable artifacts than what you have already collected.
Black Beard: Power, knowledge, and artifacts, eh? That does sound intriguing. But I ain't trusting ya just yet. How do I know I can rely on the Organization's promises?
Norgam: You have our word, Black Beard. And as a gesture of good faith, we offer you this.
(Norgam reaches into her coat and pulls out a large box, which she slides across the table towards Black Beard.)
Norgam: This contains a small sample of the power and knowledge we can offer. Take it as a token of our trust.
Black Beard: (grinning) Well, well, well. Looks like we may 'ave ourselves a deal aft all. Let's get down t' business, shall we?
Norgam: We have the Excalibur artifacts you wanted, Black Beard. Two of them.
Black Beard:Hahyarr! These will make a fine addition t' me collection.
Norgam: And what do you plan to do with them?
Black Beard: I'll be tradin' 'em wit' someone who needs 'em. Someone who can appreciate thar true value.
Norgam: And who might that be?
Black Beard:That's none o' yer concern, witch. Now, wha' about the rest o' the artifacts?
Norgam: We need more artifacts to fuel our project. Our progress to summoning Kingdom Hearts has reached the above 80 pourcent, but we need more power to complete it.
Black Beard:I see. 'n wha' do ye plan t' do wit' Kingdom Hearts once ye've summoned it?
Norgam: That's for the Organization to decide. All we know is that we need to summon it to achieve our ultimate goal.
Black Beard:Har! Ye Nobodies are always so secretive. Well, I 'ave some more artifacts that might interest ye. But I'll needs somethin' in return.
Norgam: What do you want?
Black Beard:I wants ye t' eliminate a Keyblade Wielder fer me. He's been a thorn in me side fer a few days now.
Norgam: And who might that be?
Black Beard:His name be Blizzard. He's been causin' me a lot o' trouble lately. Take care o' 'im, 'n I'll give ye wha' ye needs.
Norgam: Consider it done. I've been looking for a chance to take down that brat myself.
Norgam's voice takes on a chilling tone as she speaks to Black Beard.
Norgam: (smirking) You know, Black Beard, there is a little surprise behind that door, a listener who has been captivated by our every word. Can you guess who it might be?
Black Beard: (scratching his beard, his eyes narrowing in curiosity) A listener, ye say? Someone who has been lurkin' in the shadows, undetected? Speak plainly, witch.
Norgam: (leaning closer, her voice dropping to a whisper) Black Beard, have you not noticed the change in the air? The subtle presence that lingers around us, veiled in darkness? Lurking in the shadows, the scent of a coward!
Black Beard: Ye're right, Witch. Thar's an intruder Among Us! (He says, before turning to the door.) But don't worry, whoever ye be. Ye can come out now. We already know ye're here.
Blizzard's eyes widen in disbelief and frustration, realizing that his efforts to conceal his presence were in vain. Before he can react, Black Beard raises his hand, conjuring a massive shadowy ball of energy. With a thunderous explosion, the door to the throne room is obliterated, sending debris flying in all directions.
Blizzard is caught in the force of the explosion, hurtling through the multiple walls of the fortress, and crashing through the air. He tumbles through the air, his body battered and bruised, before finally landing with a thud in the dense forest of the island, a considerable distance away from the fortress.
As Blizzard is flung through the air, he clings tightly to his Keyblades, 'Frostbite' and 'Inferno', trying to regain his bearings. As he falls towards the ground, he looks down at the island rushing up to meet him.
Blizzard: This isn't good. I need to focus and prepare for the worst.
He tightens his grip on his Keyblades and braces himself for impact. The wind whips past him, making it difficult to concentrate, but he manages to steady himself just in time.
As Blizzard lands violently on the island, his body aching from the impact, he quickly tries to gather his bearings.
Blizzard: (groans in pain) My legs... I think they're injured... (checks his legs) Yeah, definitely hurt.
His mind is clouded with fear and panic, and he instinctively assumes his Dream Eater is right behind him. Without realizing the truth, he turns to run, desperate to distance himself from the formidable Black Beard and the imminent danger.
Blizzard: (frantically) Come on, we need to get out of here! We can't face Black Beard right now!
Blizzard's heart races as he sprints through the dense forest, his footsteps echoing in the stillness of the rising morning sun.
Blizzard: (panting) Keep up! We can't afford to-
Before Blizzard can finish his sentence, he abruptly stops in his tracks, frozen by a voice that echoes from behind him.
Norgam: (teleports in front of him) Well, well, well... If it isn't the little Keyblade Wielder. You never learn, do you?
Blizzard's face reddens with a mix of frustration and humiliation. He clenches his fists, struggling to regain his composure.
Norgam: (mockingly) Oh, what a sight to behold! The mighty Keyblade wielder, running away in fear. How disappointing.
Blizzard: (gritting his teeth) I... I'm not running away! I'm just... assessing the situation. I'll face Black Beard when the time is right!
Norgam's laughter echoes through the forest, filling the air with a chilling presence.
Norgam: Oh, please, spare me the excuses. The truth is clear, Keyblade wielder. You're nothing more than a frightened child. And I intend to make you pay for your cowardice.
Grimacing in pain, glances back at the fortress, determination burning in his eyes, as he prepares himself for the impending battle that lies ahead. Despite the odds stacked against him, he refuses to back down, ready to face Black Beard and Norgam head-on if he has to.
Norgam: (smirks) I'm here to finish what I started. You're too dangerous to be left alive, especially now that you wield two Keyblades.
Blizzard: (grips his Keyblades) You won't defeat me that easily.
Norgam: (laughs) We'll see about that. Get ready for round two, Keyblade Wielder.
Norgam's aggressivity momentarily cease as a sense of confusion washes over her. She narrows her eyes, searching for a presence that seems to be missing.
Norgam: (pausing) Wait... where is that arrogant human companion of yours? John, was it? I expected him to be here as well.
Blizzard's heart sinks at the mention of John's name. His mind races, realizing that Norgam is unaware of the tragic fate that befell his ally. He struggles to find his voice, feeling a lump forming in his throat.
Blizzard: (whispering) John... he's... he's gone.
Norgam's comes to a sudden halt as she senses a shift in Blizzard's demeanor. She tilts her head slightly, appearing confused for a moment.
Norgam: Gone? What do you mean?
Suddenly, realization dawns upon Norgam's features, and she breaks into laughter, a cruel and mocking sound.
Norgam: (mockingly) Oh, how amusing! Jareth Vex got to him, didn't he? That pathetic excuse for a Keyblade Wielder couldn't even protect his own ally. How weak and worthless you humans truly are.
Blizzard's fists tremble with anger, his heart heavy with grief for the loss of his friend. However, the weight of Norgam's words renders him speechless. He tries to form a retort, to defend himself and John's memory, but his voice fails him.
Norgam: (tauntingly) Too weak to save your friend, too weak to stop Jareth Vex. How does it feel, Keyblade Wielder? To be utterly powerless, even in the face of your greatest adversaries? John deserved his fate. He was nothing more than a disposable pawn in this grand game.
Blizzard's expression hardens, his eyes burning with a mix of anger and determination. While he cannot find the words to respond to Norgam's taunts, his resolve to defeat her and avenge John's death strengthens within him.
Silently, Blizzard readies his Keyblades, his body trembling with suppressed emotions. Though rendered speechless, his anger ignites, fueling his determination as he brandishes his two Keyblades. His voice resonates with a mix of rage and sorrow as he confronts Norgam.
Blizzard: You know nothing about humanity! Love, grief, sacrifice... You've lived for thousands of years as a Nobody, detached from the very emotions that make us human. You claim superiority, but in truth, you are the monster here!
Norgam's eyes flare with a sinister purple glow, her face contorted with a mixture of anger and wounded pride. She scoffs, her voice laced with a cold disdain.
Norgam: Do you honestly believe that your human emotions make you superior? They only make you weak and susceptible to pain. I have transcended such trivial matters, rising above the shackles of sentimentality. You are the true fool!
Blizzard's grip tightens on his Keyblades, his eyes blazing with determination. He refuses to let Norgam's words diminish his resolve.
Blizzard: No, Norgam. It is your inability to understand the power of emotions that makes you truly monstrous. Love, friendship, and the bonds we share—these are the strengths that can overcome any darkness. And I will prove it to you!
With a surge of adrenaline, Blizzard charges forward, his Keyblades slashing through the air with precision. Each strike is fueled by his grief, anger. As the clash intensifies, the battlefield becomes a testament to Blizzard's unwavering spirit, his heart aflame with the light that Norgam so despises. Norgam, on the other hand, remains calm and collected as she easily dodges his strikes.
Norgam: Your anger only makes you predictable, Blizzard (Norgam taunts.) You should learn to control your emotions.
Blizzard: I'll control my emotions when you're gone! THIS ENDS HERE! (Blizzard yells back, continuing his relentless attacks.)
Meanwhile, Blizzard's Dream Eater is still in the Black Beard Fortress, trying to evade Black Beard and his crew who are toying with it.
Black Beard: I know you're here somewhere (Black Beard growls, his eyes scanning the room.) I can smell your fear, Savvy.
The Dream Eater trembles, knowing that if it's caught, it may never make it out of the fortress alive. It tries to stay hidden, keeping as still as possible and hoping that Black Beard and his crew will leave soon.
As the Dream Eater sneaks through the halls of Black Beard Fortress, it carefully avoids detection by the drunken pirates who roam the area. It moves swiftly and silently, using its small size to its advantage as it slips past guards and dodges the occasional wandering heartless.
As it makes its way deeper into the fortress, the Dream Eater comes across a large room filled with treasure and artifacts. It cautiously approaches the glittering piles of gold and jewels, but as it draws nearer, it senses a strange energy emanating from the room.
Suddenly, the Dream Eater hears a voice behind it. It turns to see Black Beard himself standing in the doorway, a wicked grin on his face. The Dream Eater freezes, unsure of what to do next.
Black Beard grins wickedly as he summons a shadow ball in his left hand.
Black Beard: 'twould be too easy t' let ye go now (he says. walkin' towards the Dream Eater. I reckon I'll wait 'n see how Norgam does against yer Keyblade Wielder heartie. 'n when the time comes, I'll decide yer fate
The Dream Eater, hidden behind a pile of treasure in the room, trembles with fear as Black Beard approaches. It realizes that it is no match for the pirate's strength and cunning. It tries to remain as quiet as possible, hoping that Black Beard won't notice it.
But Black Beard's sharp eyes catch a glimpse of the Dream Eater ears sticking out from behind the treasure pile.
Black Beard: Ah, wha' 'ave we here?(He says with a grin reaching out to grab the Dream Eater.)