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As Sora, Riku, and Kairi are exploring Destiny Island, going back in time, bringing back old memories, they come across Sora and Kairi's old hide out. The three friends enter the cave and happen across some people who shouldn't be there: Roxas and Naminè.

Just as Sora is about to address them, the Door to the World appears and some more unlikely characters grace their presence... who are these three strangers?

With new friend and new enemies, Sora must go out and protect the worlds from new destruction and new evil.

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My Puppet Master goes by the Name of
Pathetic Otologist

My Name is
Xilok Eka [Pronounced Zee-lock eh-ka]

But Call Me
Xilok, Pathetic Otologist, Loki

I was born on December з1 and am 18 years old.

I am from the Past.

I Originated From
Radiant Garden / Hollow Bastion

Yeah, Because I'm Awesome, I Can
Control the flow of sounds in the human mind and warp them to my own purposes.

You Might or Might Not Like Me, Because
I am a very blunt person; what I think is what I say and I rarely pad my words to any degree. I don't care if I hurt people around me, and if they hurt me or are hurt by me, that's their fault. I don't take directions well, and will often abstain from action when given an order simply on principle.
People who know me compare me to a lone tiger in a jungle; I rarely enjoy company and often try to isolate myself because of my past. Music is my only truly constant companion, and I start to get a little hysterical when there is no noise at all.

Changing the Past Won't Do a Thing
I can't really remember what I was like before being my blunt-self; I was raised by my older brother, who was murdered by The Dark Soldier, presumably. My life revolved around my elder brother, and I learned almost everything I know from him; it was Dorian who taught me how to control my powers over sound, and it was he who saved me from being a fool and joining Xehanort's quests for power. I don't know how I came to be here, but I don't question it. I live my life in a fatalist's perspective; If I'm here, it's obvious I have a purpose in being here. My only true want is to see my brother's murder avenged; even at the cost of my own life.

The Weapon I Possess is Oh, So Powerful
I carry twin chakram, slung at my hips on thick belts of woven silver-gray twine. The weapons themselves are made of a cobalt-colored metal and shine teal in the light. The clutches in the centers of the chakram are made of sturdy steel, wrapped in black leather thongs for padding and have what look like small harp strings of varying lengths and sizes strung from the grips to the outer circles. When I'm not battling with them or listening to music, you can often find me playing with these harp-strings and forming little tunes for myself. Unlike Axel's chakram, my own are less circular and have many spikes jutting from the blades, almost like thorns. It is rare that I will allow my weapons to be out of arm's reach, and most of my attacks with them bring them bouncing back to me quickly.

I Kick Major a**
I specialize in long-range attacks, but I can hold my own in a decent fight hand-to-hand. My strength is depleted when I have to grapple for long periods of time, and I prefer to withdraw from battle rather than risk a loss or injury. More often than not, these retreats are calculated so I might come back and launch a surprise attack at the enemy's rear.

Mirror, Mirror on the Wall
Long-limed and somewhat pale, I stand at 5'10.5" and have Bright red, shoulder-length hair, trimmed into a smooth cap with bangs that dangle almost completely over catlike gray eyes. My hair has one long stripe of teal running by my right cheek to frame my face, which is burdened with a small scar in the shape of the symbol of the Unbirths, though I did not know what it was when it first appeared. My clothing runs to long, dark pants and loose dress shirts with the collars undone. I always have my chakram belted to my hips with the halter-belts of gray twine and I wear a small silver ring on a chain around my neck- the ring belonged to my brother and is the only thing I have left from him.

I am aligned with the side of Light.

Anything Else?
When I was young, my brother dubbed me 'Xilok, the Pathetic Otologist' in a fashion much like that of the nobody's titles. He explained that an Otologist is one who studies the way humans perceive and process sounds; the name stuck and I often introduce myself along with the title.