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SoraXKairi: Disney Town Clouds were gently floating in the blue, heavenly sky of Destiny Island where the only thing that can be heard were sea gulls, the breaking of the waves and the whispers of the wind. As always, the ocean was crystal blue and the water was tranquil. Beach was full of rare seashells and small crustaceans. Smokes that came from chimneys lazily rise upwards towards the sky. The local fishermen casts their nets to catch their dinner while the other residents continue on with their daily chores. Yes, Destiny Island was a peaceful place.
Lying on the grassy hill overlooking the beach was a boy and girl. The boy had a brown, spiky hair and sky, blue eyes while the girl has long, auburn hair with sea, blue eyes. Both of them were dreamily staring at the clouds dancing in the sky while holding hands.
'Look over there, Kairi', the boy said. 'That cloud looks like a Heartless. A Heartless slain by me.'
'And that cloud over there', Kairi said, pointin
Sora's FamilySome time ago, there was a young boy named Sora, who lived on a faroff island with his best friends, Riku and Kairi. They lived day to day on the island happily together. But one day, disaster struck, as the trio was seperated from each other. Fortunately for Sora, he wielded a strange weapon known only as the Keyblade. And he encountered Donald Duck and Goofy in a place called Traverse Town. That was where Sora's grand adventure began. Sora, Donald, and Goofy traveled through lush jungle groves, sprawling desert terrain, tranquil undersea valleys, and land crawling with spooks of every shape and size imaginable. After exploring all these regions, they defeated a meniacal man who sought out the ultimate power by means of the Door to Darkness. With the man defeated, Sora sealed the Door to Darkness while unfortunately trapping his best friend Riku and King Mickey Mouse, who Donald and Goofy were searching for, on the other side.
After their first journey, Sora and his two friends fell i
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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