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Kisama exited the portal and felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him. "Never thought I would be back here." as he walked into the city he called his keyblade. Instead of just Excalibur, Ragnarok appeared a long with it. "No. He couldn't. This... this can't be." As he held Ragnarok he suddenly heard a faint voice in his head. 'Kisama. I'm sorry.' It was Kisaru. Kisama fell to his hands and knees as his eye's began to tear up. A tear fell from each eye and onto each keyblade. Suddenly Kisama was engulfed by a bright light. He stood up slowly and looked around him till he felt a familiar presence. "Kisaru?" Kisama dropped the keyblades and they floated in front of him. They began to glow brightly and they flew at each other. They started to glow brighter. As the light began to fade Kisama saw that instead of 2 keyblades there was only 1. He held his hand out and as it touched his hand the light faded. A single name went through his head. 'Lightbringer.' Kisama held the keyblade in his hands and he just stood there staring at it. Then he noticed something. He looked at his sleeves and saw that his Organization cloak turned white. "Kisaru. I will use this keyblade to bring good into this world and keep the balance in the universe safe." Kisama turned around and opened a portal. He jumped back because he realized the portal wasn't a portal of darkness. But a portal of light. He hesitated for a second but the accepted it and walked inside. The light enveloped him and he disappeared.

Mortimer came out of the shadows sitting on top of the throne with his feet hanging over the back. "Xeras tried that. And failed because of that traitor." He gave a sinister smile as he jumped from the back of the chair.

"I am what you are wanting to bring. I am true Darkness. Born centuries ago from the Door of Darkness itself." Mortimer turned and walked around the throne to face Texha and held out his hand. A cloud of darkness climbed out of his hand and formed into his scythe. its shining black blade shimmered as he spun it in his hands and laid it across his shoulders. "Name's Mortimer. Nice to meet you Texha." He bowed deeply at the foot of the throne.

As Mortimer stood up he spun his scythe around. He then began to swing it at Texha's neck, stopping an inch away. As a twisted, evil smile spread across his face he spoke. "I will bring darkness to this world. The heartless shall rule above all else and shall devour all light. The Door of Darkness can never be opened by the likes of you. Just like the boy who came seeking it 15 years ago." He laughed so loud it echoed through the halls of the castle as he disappeared in black mist.

Texha watches Mortimer disappear. "Heh. I will not give up so easily." Texha curls his hand into a fist. Chaos sings with power, darkness rising within his hands. He summons two Dusks. He grabs them both and they grow into Twilight Thorns. He was given this power for a reason, he was the one to extinguish the light and to make all of them exist. Texha grabs hold of the nearest throne and destroys it. Mortimer was going to die, and he was going to rule.

Texha looks out the closest window. Down below he can see the city. He can feel the emptiness within it. It wants to exist, to live. He glances to the foot of the castle. He sees a man appear. He was not an organization member. Texha frowns. He was in no mood to play with this victim. Instead he will show him the power of his army. He summons two Dusks. He grabs both of them and hurls them towards the entrance to the castle. When they hit the ground, they had become Twilight Thorns. Now to show this man his power.