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Louis looked back out at the ocean, his face contorting slightly into a smirk as Anthony voiced his apparent concern for lack of planning on his part, "Well, start by telling me what you think darkness is exactly," Louis glanced away from the moonlit sea cove entrance and looked at Anthony out of the corner of his eye, "I promise, there's no right or wrong answer as I don't think anyone quite knows for sure. I'd like to know what you think of it before I share my own opinions."

There was a silence like no other from Louis, the words of the other boy sinking deep as he understood everything he meant, "It's power. We all posses it, and we're all tempted by it because we want it. To wield it would come at a great cost, but I believe the benefits outweigh the risk."

"To want something as great as Darkness for the sake of my friends and companions is suicide," Anthony said, striking a note deep inside Louis. He used darkness to help others. Was that why his actions always ended in self destruction? Was that why the replicas could exist as they are, because their powers are for themselves alone?

"I have Darkness in my heart, but why do I live in fear of it when I could make it a part of who I am?" Louis came back to the conversation, still not saying a word and allowing the other boy to finish, "I want this power for me."

Louis finally spoke after a moment of silence, "Good answer. as long as you are resolute in your beliefs, you will succeed," Louis stood up and brushed off the back of his pants, "That said, first lesson, darkness is not just a power, it's much like a living part of you."

Louis held out his hand and allowed the darkness to surface over his palm, swirling it between his fingers and he waved his hand slowing through the air, "Like any living thing, it sometimes has a mind of its own, yet, it's a part of you and ultimately under your sole control. Losing control of yourself, means losing control of it. Darkness is a savage beast unbridled, as is light. Darkness will swallow you up, while light can scorch oneself to dust."

"To give my own theory, darkness is less a power dependent on one's strength, but rather ones negative experiences throughout their life, combined as a collective force. Negative experiences all have the capability of breaking any one of us... ruining our will to do good. To put it simply, I belive the darkness one has at their disposal is equal to their potential to do evil. This is why one's resolve is so important. People weak of heart are consumed by that possibility, ultimately devoured by their own darkness."

Louis walked about the balcony, darkness jumping from hand to hand now, spiraling around itself in streams from finger to finger, "Which brings me to another factor, as darkness exists in you and as one can enlist the help of others, one can draw in darkness from their surroundings... even other people. However..."

Louis waved his hands around him, drawing them up and with it darkness seeped through the cracks in the balcony and coated his arms, "While your own darkness is a heavy burden, to try and take on the burdens of those around you can be too much to bear. I experienced this myself..."

"But, even so, the combined potential..." at last, the arcanist gathered all the darkness into an orb the size of a beach ball. The darkness reverberated with a low hum. Then all at once, it blasted forth from the floating orb-like puddle and shot out into the sky harmlessly but with enough force to shake the balcony and many of the surrounding sections, "can be very beneficial. But the risks can very much outweigh the reward if you lose site of yourself in a sea of darkness you draw into yourself."

Lex sneered at the dusk. Well, that wasn't an answer, now was it? But before he could even answer, Riku responded. Apparently he was near enough to hear the nobody 'speak'.

"Something that was wandering around. It has not said what it wants or who it is working for, though." It could be alone...well, before it spoke. No, it was obviously working for someone. They wouldn't say things like this if they were on their own.

Lexaeus's hand tensed for a split second at the Nobody's words, staring at the Sphere. What? What did it say? Illusionist? Did that mean...

"Talk. Now. Where is he? Where is Zexion?" Was it really something from Zexion? Could he finally found a link to him?

No. He was close with this dusk. He could feel it...somewhere in his mind. This was a link to Zexion. "Tell me. Now. Tell me!" He even shook the dusk, trying to make it spill it's 'secrets'.

"No!" He couldn't have it zip it's lips(literally). He needed to know where Zexion was. He couldn't end it like this, not when he felt this close.

The Silent Hero grabbed the zipper, forcing it back open and holding it, his hand around the creature's neck squeezing it more. "Tell me! Where is he? Where is he?!"

That wasn't a good enough answer for the nobody, his hand starting to bend the zipper's handle. "Where, exactly? Tell me now!" The Realm of Darkness? But where? That was too expansive to just start searching. He needed more.

Lexaeus clenched his empty fists. He lost it. All he had was 'rido'. What did that even mean? What the hell was Zexion thinking?

He had one lead...but it was a crappy one. He turned to Riku, face as neutral as ever. "Let us go, then." And then headed up to the ship. There was no point clinging to lost leads. No point at all....