Red X (Open)

It was a dark day here but then again when wasn’t the sky black and light with the dim moon light soothing the dark ones that lived in peace with each other. Sitting alone along a nameless area bathed in such light, the realm’s eldest humanoid heartless rested on the earth like substance laying the back of his head on a dark thorn like structure protruding out from the floor, much like the trees found in the realm of light. He wondered about what the moon actually like that they saw, he never questioned it enough to take a stroll to their heaven for a little adventure himself but it was fascinating just to wonder. The day or whatever time period passed along the worlds had nothing in store for the La Vaeas to pursue or take much action, the rest of his plans had to boil a little bit before he could move again and honestly he didn’t feel like leaving home today. It was just that kind of feeling where one wants to stay put and do nothing all too strenuous at all, a day to surf the internet or watch Netflix all night, if the realm ever had such commodities.

Standing up Lenny decided to take a stroll and stretch out his legs for a change of scene, something to do. While he loved his kin and worried for their will being most of them weren’t the most active in the thinking department much less just reacting to everything like a single cell nerve sending out its impulses performing that singular duty. His family was pretty much similar to that though with the right influence they could do a lot more then on their own. But then getting something to talk to you while you aware of it all is not as engaging as really speaking to someone different then you. Course their were his other human like kin scattered here and there…but they all seemed to end up strange one point or another. His sister from the light ruled the graveyard of worlds and had her own kingdom to watch over then his newer brother that resided in this realm itself course he was pretty strange spending his days alone so it seemed best not to bother him to the far west.

Hmm what could be worth his time…wondering that thought stuck with him as he traveled across the vastness of his home passing the heartless as they wonder by him then moved along their own way. Moving this seductive hips from side to side the one thing that came across as odd to this beauty appeared as the landscape seeming was fading away. Scars across the stone, burns craters popping up with broken pieces of darkness scattered about. It was almost seemed like the site of a fierce battle Lenny started to enter which only grew worse the further he went in. it wasn’t uncommon for the wild to have their own dangers here, even the mindless heartless fought sometimes over nothing.

But this level of destruction…whatever forces were at war with each other was not things one should disrespect with little notice. It was almost like seeing art in motion these marks that were left behind, he could almost read their pattern if they were normal, something about them seemed very off and foreign. He’d need to investigate them further while he performed his duties. As the ruler of this realm it was Lenneth’s to protect this land from any danger as well watch over those that lived in the darkness, this meant the entirety of the dark realm.

He soon made his way towards battle scars that littered around him, starting with the large wounds Len would gather his magical forces and restore the broken darkness bit by bit healing the land to its natural beauty and wonder. It wasn’t too difficult given his mastery with the element and his natural connection to the realm and its people, even if the realm stayed quiet he could feel the connection even if it was dormant. There wasn’t a need to rush Lenneth took his time with each scar, slowly healing them with a gentle touch so it wasn’t too forceful. He wanted to treat his home land like a person, a heavily injured warrior as strong any legend needs his rest and time.

The scale of this though was intense, as far as the normal human eyes could see the scars all about though to the trained sense of the heartless they could tell the damage was much deeper. It took Lenny a few days at first which turned into a few weeks he spent mending the damage, he even got a few of his kin to deal with the smaller wounds and cosmetic adjustments. But as he worked Lenny found an interesting pattern…

The land seemed hurt with its quite whispers as it suffered in mortal silence, slowly with kindness and the softness of love it would heal and recover in joy over the tender care given.  But its memory was still wary of its maker and the drama inflect could still be felt. Touching the wounds of this place Lenneth allowed himself to recall what happened though seeing through the sense of an entire plane of existence was very different then the perception of one small heartless.  A vastness of being an entire thought spreading throughout eternity crossing even beyond it, this was far beyond anything Len could comprehend in this lifetime. All he could do was follow the pattern and translate the information into what he could process into functioning thoughts. What Lenny could gather were small fragments of memory, blades, magic, darkness scattering and key teeth…the keyblade inside their lands across the land of shadows across this area.

But what frightened Len was not just their mortal enemy presenting them in lands that did not belong to them but rather the sheer number of lights glimmering in their dark. Not one nor five but many of them about and wishing themselves freely across here as if they owned a dammed divine right blessed by their egos. Any land they could walk upon touch or plant a hand to they called their own, even here it seemed in a place further away than the time. An invasion most likely but one that didn’t scale too heavily at least or so Lenny hopped.

The La Vaeas would track these memories down a path far into the depths of his home a ways away from the battle grounds. Here the heartless seemed normal roaming around unnoticed and without purpose passing their king with a neutral look before walking past or to the side.  He smiled seeing them there as was the lack of any sort of damage nearby or disruption. It was even difficult to make out just what the realm recalled now as he grew further away from most of the drama, the foot steeps of small feet but not too small as to mistake them as shadows or neo ones. There was warmth that he searched for as well, their feet upon the ground was warm underneath the cold of their leather touching itself as a pain. Crossing into the hills he quickly strolled into clearing, a large set piece of stone and space as it stretched into a valley overlooking some mountains and the shifting purple skies. This place was massive and within just his normal sights nothing was there to behold beyond the realm, signing while his powers gathered with focus. This would not be easy looking through this much space as such he required his subjects, the brothers and sisters of the dark that wondered freely without notice as plain as any stone that lay on any land. Shifting Lenny saw through the eyes of many and felt their sensations through himself wondering in directions beyond count.