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11.1.2017 - Kingdom Hearts RP is now closed. We'd like to thank everyone who invested time on the site for contributing to a wonderful experience which lasted for many years. All stories must eventually end, but while this may seem bittersweet, it can't be stressed enough what a pleasure it was to create and share them with you all. Goodbye everyone.

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Dawn, the defining time that marks the beginning of twilight before sunrise, the darkness of this world suddenly being cast away as if the doorway between the light and the dark separated themselves. The moment when new shadows were born, and the darkness over the isles died. Destiny Island's smallest isle, where children played and visited, perhaps sitting upon the paopu tree across the bridge over the shore. As the sun rose it cast a shadow over a small area of sand behind a rock, where a hole would form which cast forth bubbling dark liquids, visibly corrupt, stinking of darkness.

From its depth, a visibly withered and claw-like arm covered in soaked white bandages, a man pulling himself out of this boiling liquor. It is recognized by the presence of weak sunlight, while the Sun itself is still below the horizon. Darkness itself would spread from this crawling man, sending out long branch-like cracks through the borders of the island's visible spectrum, much like breaking ice or glass.

What came forth screamed in agony, its arm dropping blobs of black ooze from a wound that could have only been self inflicted. Morbid emotions and visible pain formed a rift, stepping out into the dim light the weary eyed masculine figure suddenly began to take shape. A relatively tall masculine figure, standing at 6'0" with long white hair, sunken in eye-sockets and rings around his eyes giving off the impression of depression and lack of sleep, possibly insomnia. He wore a strange belted vest that had various paddings and armors that served no purpose aside from fashion, his shirt unbuttoned and malnourished body exposed. His tan skin looked healthy despite the lack of any form of diet. On his neck a large heartless insignia sat there, hardly covered up by a shawl made of black silk. Two large dragon-like wings gripped each other, covering his torso much like a cloak or robe would.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to get a little peace and quiet around here when there's a few idiots swinging around giant house keys? They're killing all of my friends!"

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