Xaldin
Ⅲ The Whirlwind Lancer
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Xaldin never said a word to anyone when the situation in the Bailey came to an end. Instead, when Xemnas gave the order to leave, Xaldin opened a Dark Corridor and ventured through it, exiting into his room. Once here, the man with the rather interesting facial hair sighed and walked over to a picture, lifting it off his shelf up to eye level. It's been too long since I was last here. I'm amazed everything is still here.
With a shrug, Xaldin set the picture back down and walked over to another shelf, staring at the items resting upon it with glee. "Oh Beast, I can't wait to see you again. Seeing a creature such as you full of rage just makes me feel all giddy inside. Or rather, it would if I could actually feel anything." Lifting a small piece of armor off the shelf, the sadistic Xaldin grinned wickedly and swung it around. "I'll have your heart yet Beast. Your Heartless and Nobody will be incredibly useful to us. But it seems we have new prospects. Sora's friends might prove to be better for us than you would Beast. Still, I refuse to just sit by while a freak such as you gets to find happiness. You'd be so much more useful if you'd just let rage fill your heart." Setting the piece of armor down, Xaldin walked over to his bed and flopped down upon it. He was bored, but more than that he was actually kind of tired. So, Xaldin closed his eyes and tried to will himself to sleep.
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