♡ If this is one of Ienzo's illusions, the little brat will get it later-

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 [ there's a tall, blue-haired man, a painful-looking X-shaped scar slashed neatly across the bridge of his nose and cool, calm golden eyes surveying the surrounding area, leaning boredly on his fearsome Claymore as he takes in the area of Radiant Garden, the smooth white cobblestones, the gurgling water fountains with sprays of sparkling water arcing though the air, the bright, vivid flowers patches, and the whole general sense of "holy fuck this is wrong and impossible".

after all, Radiant Garden hadn't looked like this in ten years.

what the heck?! ]

... Lea.

[ hear that, folks? that is the promise of Lea getting the most brutal tongue-whipping of his life for whatever the hell the redheaded idiot did to break the world. because there is no other explanation and he refuses to believe he somehow traveled back in time. it's also a useful way of checking to make sure they didn't get separated like the first time ten years ago. ]

Whatever happened, I blame you.

[ now how the hell can he transfer the latest set of missions to rest of the organization? sometimes it's a wonder they managed without him, and yes, he is a slave-driver like some of them complain, but someone has to make sure the Heartless don't just do what they please. he doesn't want to see anymore devoured like his own world had been.

it's only though years of self-disciple and control that he maintains his even, flat tone of voice as he speaks, confusion easily hidden. ]