A broken heart that reeks of darkness... A yearning heart that wants to cleanse it... A blackened heart that wants a war. The Keyblade War was the first evil that we faced. It was monstrous- a cataclysm of unbelievable measure. The realm of light was left shattered, and now? Centuries later another cataclysm has occured. One man got a Keyblade and now all the world leaders lie dead. Everything evil won. Even though the evil was vanquished, it feels that we can't come back from this... Everywhere I look, I see bodies. Images and mirages of corpses and blood, hearts released into the skies and heartless appearing in droves. I don't know that we can get to our feet fast enough to stop them. We need heroes. But they're all gone, right? [url=miragehearts.forumotion.com]Right[/url]? |
Fortunes Folly