Rashir Fenrick - Keyblade Wielder
Rashir opened the door to the room he chose. It was like he was drawn to this room because it was perfect for him. He looked in awe at this amazing room before even noticing the bed. When he did, he walked over, took his shoes off, felt how much the carpet felt like grass, and climbed into bed. He put his hands between his head and the pillow and gazed at this starry ceiling.
He thought back to what that man had said, he was going to be living here now and didn't have a choice. All his friends and family back home in Disney Town, he was not going to be able to see for quite some time now. "I wonder if they know what's going on with me back home." He pulled his right hand from his head and held it above his face, reaching for a star. "They say that every star in the night sky signifies another world. I'm going to be getting back to that star." He decided the one directly above his head, the one that he was reaching for and was shining the brightest, was going to be his home.
As he reached, seeking to one day return to his home world, his keyblade appeared in his hand. He pulled it closer to his face and examined it. It was the same weapon in that bizarre dream he had. It spoke to him, telling him its name, the Starseeker. He nodded and extended his arm again, pointing his keyblade at said star. "It will be my drive to save the worlds and return home to my family and friends." With that he let his keyblade disappear and he placed his hand under his head again and drifted off to sleep, exhausted for a reason he could not understand
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