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Not a huge fan of going around asking strangers for money, but my dog recently got hurt in an accident and while he’s currently on the road to recovery, the burden of his medical bills is hurting our family and any little bit that people can spare would be an immense relief. If donations aren’t possible for your own situation, sharing would be so helpful as well. 

Thanks a lot for reading this far.

#Veeeery ooc #but my dog is hurt and I love him too much #Anything and I mean anything is appreciated

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About the last reblog; I saw some musings over the internet that sparked the idea about how Kairi may feel towards Terra. I don’t think it would be unreasonable to say that Kairi would likely to be uncomfortable around Terra because she subconsciously relates his appearance with that of Xehanort when he worked in Ansem’s labs. The latest trailer seems to heavily imply that Xehanort’s experiments with the heart had potential to be quite traumatizing to his subjects, with Kairi being one of them. This in turn would affect Terra as it was his body doing the experiments.

Imagine this: Kairi training with her keyblade and Terra checking out her style and being thoroughly impressed with the rookie's technique. He goes over to let her know his thoughts and puts a hand on her shoulder as he gives a warm smile and she just... shakes his hand off and puts a noticeable amount of distance between her and him while trying to force a smile back.

This would devastate and confuse Terra who initially thinks he came off as creepy.

#;ooc #Spoilers for the latest trailer I guess

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Childhood trauma.

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[The Wayfinder Trio]

My children who deserve all the great things in this world 💙✨

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The man heaved a sigh. As much as he yearned to simply accept what he was told, the doubt continued to linger still. He would not be swayed as so. 

“Sorry, Sora. That.. must’ve been a weird question for me to ask out of nowhere.” A pause. Terra was inclined to share his thoughts with the younger warrior, but the subject matter was certainly not one he was well-versed in. It took him more than a moment to form his words as he did not want to imply that he had a mind to do anything particularly outrageous. Put it simply, his mind and heart were once again at odds and to confide in another, one who would not dote on him endlessly with worry like Aqua or Ventus, would help him.

“Recently, since Xehanort’s defeat, I’ve begun to recall things. Memories that I would believe be best forgotten.” His eyes started to cast aside, away from Sora’s in apprehension. “They’re definitely memories of when Xehanort had full control of my body, I’m certain of that. But.. they’re not very clear; just brief moments and sometimes, I can’t fully remember what’s being said.” 

A shiver ran down his spine as another memory briefly flashed in his mind. Again, it was vague and out of context but the feelings carried in tandem with this recollection were not at all unfamiliar. It was an out-of-body experience that he loathed to admit might have been something that truly occurred when his free will was lost to him. Just another crime that he allowed to happen in his failings as a protector of the realm.

“The things I can remember terrify me, Sora. What that man did, even while an amnesiac, lacked any sense of humanity. A part of me can’t help but wonder if that same person is in me somewhere.”

Hey Sora, quick question-- Am I evil?

♕ - “Terra.. Hey. Why would you think such a thing?”

Hearing such a question was no different than personally driving a fist into his gut. Questions like that? They tell stories. Hints of reflection, doubt and so much more that was understood by the youth’s heart beyond anything else. His expression twists to one of concern as he pats a hand upon one of those trained biceps. A firm, steadied look within his eyes while glancing up to meet the man of taller stature eye to eye.

“Not once did you ever give me such an idea. As much as you’ve been fighting.. Doing all you can to reach back to the world, to your important people? You never stopped protecting them.”

He found himself taking a personal testament to that. More than once did this stalwart heart come to his ache, always securing their safety, ensuring that he personally didn’t meet the absolute brink more than once. Truthfully? It would be more than either of them would come to know with the passing time.

The power of Terra’s heart had saved his own from Terra-Xehanort’s life annihilating corruption.

”We stood side by side in stopping everything from being destroyed. You could’ve chosen otherwise, I mean, everyone has a right too-- But you stuck with us. I believe that you have a heart that’s true as the best of them out there.”

“I want you to believe that, Terra.”

#valorxdrive #Ay yo remember when this blog was dead #Me neither

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"I could make one for you and Aqua, if you like...a kissing drawing."

The way her eyes stared into his own with a strangely devious glint; he gleamed from the neutral expression that she desired for him to be just as embarrassed as Sora. He would not play that game. He was much too old to feel shame like that. They were not children on the playground, bashfully tip-toeing around their feelings of amour. His relation to Aqua in particular was one of camaraderie; of trust and respect of each other’s strengths and ideals.  

Yes, she was truly beautiful. The way face lit up whenever she became excited never failed to enrapture his attention. He too would follow her example and be just as excited. They would laugh and fall into an easy tempo that simply work for each other. His love for her alwa–

WAIT. LOVE?!

Did he just talk himself into believing that he might have feelings for Aqua?! No. No, no, no. It wasn’t like that.

“Hold on a second, why would I want something like that? Me and Aqua are definitely not like that at all. Just stick to teasing Sora, please.”

#linkwvtch #(Now hold on there little lady #We bully Sora in this household. Not me)

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What if?? Terra had?? Rage form??

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♕ -  A hard wince causes his shoulders to tense up, the term, the reality of it all, it pounds at both his skull and his rib cage with a form of relentlessness he wishes to avoid entirely. His heart was already twisting in discontent as the realization of those mental thorns were once against realized, no longer protected by barriers of padding through reassurance and the belief people instilled into him. He could feel the way he gently clenches his teeth before inevitable tipping down his head in bitter acceptance. He does know. For too many nights spent out in his travels did the painful ring of those words from the old master reverted in his skull like a persistent demon.

Sora hates this feeling.

It doesn’t stop him from ultimately nodding his head, far too exposed, too open to go and turn back now. “Yeah.. I do..” That sensation to squirm from the bitterness of those words was pushed down as he listens, some part of him dreading and negative expected to hear ins and outs pertaining as to how it wasn’t good that he did, that improvement had to become the definite. Yet.. that wasn’t the case, not at all. What Terra speaks of is a odd admittance that makes those harshly clenched eyes ease up, confusion evident for the wayward heart handling the essence of his mistakes.

To hear it was a shared burden, a personal, in depth cross of shame they carried for something so substantially importantly made his mouth softly gape. What he comes to heart surges such an odd feeling of.. relation, an unknown perspective of understanding that his body softly shudders, baring with this vulnerability as without realizing it, he’s straining so hard with his everything to just listen.

”Terra..”

“That.. That was exactly it..” Soft shock is laced with this sense of awe, this.. he doesn’t know how to describe it. Sympathy imbued with gratitude, wonder, this need to just want to understand their kind of path that much more. To hear someone actually voice their angle, to see it mirror their own, how that mere idea alone of being someone those he loved couldn’t turn too clutched at a haunting loneliness that his desperation wanted to claw and tear away. Those memories before the keyblade war. The impact of his close friends, if Riku, Donald, or Goofy couldn’t..

If there was ever a day where Kairi couldn’t..

He immediately crushes that final thought, a soft warmth within instantly, firmly telling him otherwise it’d never be the case with her.

“..Even if it was my test? I feel like with something this personal, it’d be so much of a burden.. when everyone else have their own world of worries too.” He notices a touch of how this sounds hypocritical, especially with his way of living, but the thoughts spilled before the mind could correct them.

“Sora..” The boy’s worries appeared antithetical to entire existence. He was not one to shy away from his friends, the very idea was a foreign concept from the little Terra knew of him. 

And yet that was precisely how doubt operated. A small seed would sprout and fester, clinging quietly to your heart and nudging you further and further away from your true self. Rarely would you catch it in time. It would happen again and again, before you ended up entirely a different person.

With Sora, that ending seemed unlikely because of those who looked after him ⁠—namely a boy who had done his own dance with doubt and fear— but the fact that it could happen was enough to worry Terra endlessly. To see history repeat before his eyes was a fear that weighed on him, he noted, as mistakes were best to be made a learning experience. That was how he was taught, but if those mistakes were not looked over and understood, then they were going to happen again. Absolutely.

“..you don’t believe that. I know you don’t.” The words spoken he believed would resonate with the younger boy. Doubt lingered, sure; it would always linger. It would force one to question their skills, their memories, their own dreams. It would grow fat on the darkness in your heart and become something that could not be snuffed out, not entirely. That imbued fear. Fear that you would not stop feeling this way. Fear that you alone are never enough, but that was the thing wasn’t it? Doubt also made you forget. That you are never alone. Sometimes a reminder never hurt.

“By thinking that you are alone, you worry the people that care most about you. It feels unavoidable but you have to remember that no matter how far you go, or what state of being you are, you’re never alone. I know you know that, Sora, but sometimes it’s easy to get wrapped up in your head. Sometimes things don’t work out even when you’re doing your best, but if you lose sight of what your goal was in the first place, you might forget it was there at all.”

#valorxdrive #(My bad on this taking longer than it had to #Had a busy week at work.)

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♕ -  “Huh, really?” Disbelief wasn’t seasoning his voice in comparison to just surprise. Not once in his life did the moogles ever even come to mentioning subjects like this to him. In fact despite all the help they seem to supply in troves, they were almost more mysterious then the organization themselves, holding trade secrets and apparently whole new events they worked on since his childhood days. The wonder was lit within the wielder’s eyes, that pat upon the shoulder bringing a content focus as he begins to break it down.

“They are actually.” He admits before letting him drive in too deep. “In fact without them I really would’ve been in trouble too. They’re the ones that make sure I had all the best gear or equipment before I hopped out to wherever my heart led me.”

There’s hope held that the news would be pleasing to him. Now with the actual meat of the conversation, any displays as if this was an exchange between warriors were discarded forever ago. Energy is held within his gaze while that excitement steered to the point of test, more than beyond the typical, no, what Terra unknowingly prodded at was Sora’s hidden need to still find a way to prove himself. The Mark of Mastery’s ending always held a bitter note that twists thorns of discontent around the heart, seizing it to grimmer thoughts despite all that was accomplished now. Of course, there were renewed perceptions compared to simply thinking he was already one before.

…Sora understands that there is more to it. While gripes about the test itself were definitely in question, reflections over his self improvement remains genuine.

“Well it’s not like I exactly need more power, that’s never been the point for me..” He admits, softly scratching his chin as he comes to reflect, his expression deepens with those drudged up memories.

Thankfully their particular position has him feeling like the man before him is someone he can honest around.

“It’d be a personal kind of thing for me..”

His hand upon Terra’s shoulder had clenched, signs of his mulling thoughts before it released, leaving him to bashfully rub the side of his own head as he attempts to put it into words. “There was.. This test I failed before, a big one for keyblade wielders by the sound of it. Ever since then, I always been kinda.. picky on that, y’know? Like I was afraid of even coming to skirt around that topic again.” Shame and the bruised pride of the latter days of the tower were so painfully, vividly easy to recall.

“But I don’t want to stay afraid on that. I genuinely want to give it my best shot, I also wanna learn a lot of the things wielders of the past did too..”

And there it was. An all too familiar look of disappointment and dissatisfaction within themselves that Terra recognized far too quickly for his own liking. The glassy look in the boy’s eyes just before he tilted his gaze away made his heart skip a beat. Terra’s expression set itself into a stern visage, unsure how exactly to present himself before this revelation. It was not pity that swarmed his thoughts but rather sympathy, or maybe empathy?

Failure was certainly nothing new to Terra. He would prefer that not be the case, but the entanglement fate had designed for him around the concept of failure and helplessness was one that he had to spend a literal decade confronting. The emotions in dealing with defeat caused by your own hand, by your own foolishness were... messy. Surprise turns to sadness which turns to anger which becomes despair and then eventually, at least in his case, rage and desperation. So many moments wasted in self flagellation, convincing himself that if he did this he would then in turn get that. But it’s all a waste of time. All of it, if you can’t accept that failure to begin.

“So you understand what it means to be a failure.” He finally speaks after a moment lingers for a little too long but he desperately wants to respond to Sora’s confession. To acknowledge the courage the boy has and the trust he put forth in Terra to accept him. “It’s better to get a taste of that when you’re young.”

“The truth is, I was in the same position myself not that long ago and just like you, I was fully ready to everything to prove to myself and others that I could be counted on and that my own failure was just a fluke.” He might have been overstating things a little but context never really hurt. Terra heaved out a sigh as he continued, recollecting and espousing on the feelings he felt in dealing with a loss such as this. It was too personal to not pretend that the memories didn’t hurt like old scars, but he felt that it was truly worth the pain if he could alleviate Sora’s worries even just a little.

“I believed once that if I ever failed, the people around me would lose their trust in me. I talked myself into seeing things that weren’t there and being blinded by my zeal that I didn’t notice what was right in front of me.” Terra did not want to believe in the evil in people’s hearts but it truly was naive to think that darkness would not hide itself until it was too late to stop it. “I really like hearing that you want to improve, that you want to shake away any doubts you have about yourself, but I don’t want you to convince yourself that you have to do it alone. Don’t make the mistake I made, Sora.”

#valorxdrive #(Damn man how'd you reach in and pull a response like this out of me #Making Sora such a perfect foil to Terra's own character arc too? Shiiiit..)

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♕ - What is provoked from then on is their own personal beacon within this war. The combination of spells and raw might accumulated a signal that sending foot soldiers even by sheer multitudes would no longer be enough. Underneath the epicenter of that massive blast, Terra’s fellow keybearer in arms did what little he could in order to provide himself with the adequate amount of protection. If it wasn’t from pure strength of will, he would’ve found himself crushed underneath the fearsome pressure made from the strength of their attacks. All he could did was clench his eyes shut to prevent from blinding sight of destruction from burning them.

His body rumbled with vibrations as the harrowing sound of the Ultima Cannon’s finishing shot echoed throughout the graveyard. Heavy smog courses over their surroundings as a billowing cloud lays within their wake, more of the dusty sands kick around, drawn back to their natural course after being briefly devoured by the attack. Once it’s all said and done, finally could he relent the hold and his arms were crying in gratitude. The Mirage Staff would diminish from his grip as he slowly peers his eyes open again, only for them go wide as he takes a wide look around.

A minute. Exactly within one single minute.

They kept to their word in dwindling the forces down massively. An oddly nostalgic pull overcomes Sora at the idea of it all. What should weigh with a heavy heart was looked back in fondness as he remembers the plight of Hollow Bastion. It was no different, enemies had surrounded them all as him and all of his treasured friends stomped their foot down to provide a brazen willed last stand. Remembering them is a welcomed thought he draws strength from while allowing his clothes to revert back to their normal form. “…Just a little longer guys. We’re putting an end to this once and for all.”

’All of us are coming back home.’

With his resolve clenched firm, he quickly turns on his heel, meeting back with his newest ally in the span of seconds. He brings himself skidding to a stop once he’s close by. No amount of granted reassurances could stop him from giving him a look over regardless. It’s solely due to the raw amount of fighting experience burned within his heart that he picks up on the small signs. He could see fatigue attempting to erode this stalwart force from making it any further. “It’s like you haven’t stopped fighting from the start. How are you not tired yet?” The severity of their situation couldn’t stop him from making a natural reach to know him better.

Quickly shifting through his pack, what was plucked from the contents was one of the moogle brand specialties; an Elixir, it was drawn into his grip and handed over to Terra. “We don’t have to stop, we won’t. But this time that old man isn’t calling the shorts. We’re sticking ready and together for anything that comes our way..” Sora declares as a means to bolster spirit. Right now, no form of crippling fear could come close of stomping him down. The people scattered across this graveyard grants him an invincible form of courage.

“That means we’re the ones that are going to be giving them the surprises instead of the other way around.”

A look of panic briefly washed over Terra’s face as Sora approached with an inquiry of concern for his well-being. It was involuntary but after to decide to renege on responding defensively, he stared wholly into Sora’s eyes. Terra wanted to gauge how he should react.

Before, the idea of being caught unaware of any instance of vulnerability filled him with dread. It was almost like he had been traumatized to appear strong and unphased regardless of the actuality of his present state of mind and body. He could be in shambles, unable to wheeze out breath properly, unable to curl his fingers without a sharp sensation to follow; his go-to response to lay it all on the back of his mind, or outright banish the thought entirely. He could not be weak.

Before, weakness had meant that there was something wrong with him. A defect in his very nature that someone could and would exploit to their advantage. At one point, he firmly believed that his failings to restrain and restrict himself had caused him his dreams and endangered the ones he loved. There was a reason he did not become master, he told himself. He was weak, he berated and repeated. He need display strength otherwise the darkness would take over, he believed.

And even that was not enough. 

His weakness had been taken advantage of; his strength made a tool for the enemy’s convenience. It was a zero-sum game that he had no hope of winning on his own. Terra could only take stock of that fact in hindsight, after all the pain and suffering had settled and scars were all that was left. Had he more trust and less self-doubt, he might have learned.

He reaffirmed his faith, wanting to acknowledge that he was no longer than kind of person that could not take help when it was offered. Sora’s eyes conveyed a comfort that Terra could lean on him as much as he was comfortable doing. It was a touching thought that he believed he could accept easily. Perhaps because there was not separation of ideas; the ideal version of Terra whom was invincible and the one who would bend on one knee when fatigue had reached its zenith. A virtual stranger who did not know Terra at his best and worst was a good start to becoming the person who could make things right.

“Thanks, Sora.” His hand took hold of the proffered elixir. It had been years since he had last needed to use one, but the familiar feel of energy within this enigmatic crystal was a telling sign that it would be just what he needed. Terra squeezed into the form of the synthesized crystallized poultice, crushing it entirely in moments. The energy had been freed and absorbed into body, bringing back to form Terra with its unique restorative properties. The miracle had done its job in seconds and even his fatigue felt all but gone, at least enough so that could be easily ignored.

“We get to finally settle old accounts with Xehanort and I cannot tell you much I’ve wait for this opportunity.”

#valorxdrive #(Phew! That was a doozy of a thing a to write! #Bringing back threads back from the grave can be tricky but reading this all over again felt so good)

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♕ -  He allows him the time to mull over and process. In their line of work, the concept of aligning back with reality always held a penchant for needing that very element, to allow all of the self to align back to the places it needs to be. It makes Sora happy to find that good natured reflections were kept in the depths of the stalwart warrior’s heart. The mention of his adventures through the cosmos had him feeling bashful, dashing a finger across the bridge of his nose. “Y’know how they say, a hero’s job is never done. I wasn’t going to just let someone out there think they can do whatever they want with our home.”

Whether that was the universe itself or all the wonderful people intertwined with these star.

After their moments to bond, he could pick up on a feeling, that form of eagerness that becomes tied to sentiment at the chance to experience these old joys again. Support is shown in the toothy grin Sora displays, as a competitor, as a friend, today feels like the schedule needed an intentional clearing, the wish to spend quality time with one of his newest friend (and unknowing mentor) winning out over any of the possibilities. “Then it sounds like the last thing we need to be doing here is waiting.” That hint to his voice makes it distinctly clear what he aims to do.

”How about ya show me the ropes! You make is a hard pick between that new arena place! But- you really got my ear snagged when it comes to this Command board too. ..Uh, where would you happen to keep it? Is it back inside the home with Aqua and Ven? Or do we have to go somewhere else? I mean if I am gonna be giving ya money’s worth in a challenge here pal.”

Patience and skill were qualities found as important as any form of strength that could be defined out now. More than ever when the loss of his abundance of strength made him have to adapt and evolve before reaching newer heights, it held a sway in this new decision.

His expression wore a tender-hearted veneer that complimented the boy’s modesty. It was not out of any tactless hope of reward or petty desire to conquer evil that he wandered. Sora’s motivations were similar to his own and for that, he was once again reminded that they were more than colleagues or comrades. An unspoken voice yearned for Terra to settle on the word ‘friend’. 

An odd thing to be so noticeably focused on, to be frank. The length at which Terra had known the boy was not nearly enough to unambiguously refer to him as a friend, someone with whom he would protect with his life and expect the same in return were it in his abilities to do. Yet his heart quivered with surprise by the warmth he felt every time he thought of Sora like this, like a friend. 

“Well..” His hand settled on Sora’s shoulder to placate the younger’s jubilance. “The Command Board is a little tricky to do but if Moogles are still around, it’s possible.”

His mind reflect back on a time where he too was just as precocious. Back then he relied upon Aqua for all manner of explanations for why things were as they were. She was the kind of individual who never rubbed it in that he was dependent on the wisdom of another who was younger than he, and even regurgitated the information she understood in a manner that allowed Terra’s faculties to make sense of the concept. He would like to try and be the same for Sora as well, at least in some instances.

“From what I remember, the Command Board is a special trial in which the light in multiple keyblade wielders vie for dominance to seek new strength. Moogles act as the architects for the stages of these competitions, using from each respective keyblade wielder memories to create obstacles that must be overcome to reach new peaks never seen before.”

Terra knew that there were a lot of techniques and styles of fighting that he would not have learned easily had he not engaged in the command board every once in a while. It was tough competing against your comrades, but it was a given fact that the closer your bonds, the more you would stand to gain in the end. 

#valorxdrive #(You little shit #you got me RPing again and I'm actually having fun #Also I LOVE explaining weird in-game concepts with made-up lore reasons like the Command Board)

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((WillfulWayfarer)) ((I'm so glad to see that you're back!))

ooc; I– Wow, thank you! I’m legitimately surprised that anyone even acknowledged my return. I’ve always flown under the radar so really, messages like these get me choked up..

#;ooc #Wow #This had me grinning at work when I saw it come in #I guess us Terras have to stick together huh #Anonymous

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Uhm.. I suppose I’m back? I died a little there for about 3.. 4.. 8 months..? My work life overtook me in a rough way but I’m finding a balance finally. If you don’t mind hanging out with a Terra with an encyclopedic knowledge of pointless KH lore while he tries to balance a demanding job, social life obligations, and roleplaying, then hit me up. 

#;ooc #I love this blog #but man it takes a lot to keep on top of it #I love all that are patient with my antics

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valorxdrive

♕ -  ”Guess you could say it’s a whole new world of things.” In fact despite being in the mix of the current generation, Sora himself was still hopping and skipping in a attempt to adjust with it all.

So having Terra kind of being a kindred soul in all of this prompted him to pat one of those broad shoulders in a consoling fashion. “But you’re right on the space thing. people and Heartless parade up all within space now days, so I’ll have to show ya some of the roads myself at some point! But uh..” A thoughtful, curious pause follows at that note.

These concepts Terra introduced only scratched at a hollow, faint part of his heart, something within it’s bank of memories finding a echoing familiarity of what he talked about. With Ventus however no longer being a reside, it was destined to stay an itch until he comes to find his own truths. “That’s a first time I heard of any of those..”

”But! Is this Mirage arena place anything like Olympus’s Coliseum? Not sure if you ever been there, if so, then I say we definitely should check out if that place is still running!” There was a natural drive to introduce him to not just the presence, the goal to also see if they could find some of the guy’s old pleasures and joys was another mission Sora found himself invested in. He’d love to make sure that after all the blood, sweat and struggle, he could find some essence of familiarity of the ‘good old days.’

“Only if you let me in on what this Command Board is about! It sounds a tiny bit familiar..”

“A lot has changed in the time I’ve been gone.” A vast understatment to be sure. The last his memories could resurface of the realm of light, the concept of a 'Heartless' was not one he was familiar. At least not within this existence. A soft pitter-patter in his heart illuminated to an idea that another side of him was quite intimate with heartless and their ilk. "But I wouldn't mind tagging along for a few adventures. I'd imagine you've become well traveled over the years."

"Yeah, I've been to the coliseum. Had a brief stint as their 'Undefeated Champion' for a bit but it was a little too easy compared to the things I had seen already." The Coliseum, huh? The memory of that particular place felt like a faraway dream, one he can only scarcely recall with vague details. His last venture was one that he remembered being one that he could pride himself on. A villain had made attempts to prey on the darkness in him to no avail. Strength of heart outshone anything that particular world could throw at him. "If I recall though, the Mirage Arena made the coliseum look like a kiddy park in comparison. I had to get serious on more than one occassion in that place with the kind of stuff those moogles could cook up."

"But if you want a true test in patience and skill, then the command board will definitely put your mettle through its paces."

#valorxdrive #(Wow man #I just got back and you're already throwing multi paras at me #Thank you)

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#;self #;my persistence #;my will

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#;promo #(Holy crap the transition is so smooth!)

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this ship needs more love, ‘cuz the vennami tag currently has no new posts ; - ; ((accidentally posted it on my main blog -.-“))

#;the gentle breeze #;the voice in the dark #(EXCUSE ME?? I THINK I FOUND A NEW SHIP TO BE OBSESSED WITH??!)