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[ Elegant red flames begin leaking out of a specific doorway, one that most people avoid at all costs now a days. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Nobodies and Heartless, the tentacle room is currently on fire. Which becomes more noticeable as the door bursts out and off the hinges, hitting the wall opposite as a new woman begins to crawl out. Her clothes are severely charred (scraps left that are just covering her interesting bits), and her hair and various other patches of skin that can be seen is slick with some slimy substance, but the one thing that doesn't seem to bother her is the fact that she, Axel, is currently causing a catastrophic fire that is already threatening to continue down into the halls. The room beyond is completely destroyed, everything that was once alive is currently completely burnt and in ashes, the walls and ceiling quickly following the tentacles. The woman, however, still pushes onwards.. until she collapses from exhaustion on the broken door that is now laying flat on the hall ground. Wonderful afterlife this is turning out to be. Welcome to Hell, Axel. ]

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[Well. This is unexpected. Saïx turns her head from the inferno, slipping the hood of her coat up to shield her face. She's not going to offer help.]

[ Since.. she can't currently get up, Axel will swish her head from side to side, looking for anyone that can help-- ... well. This really is Hell. Her voice is rather scratchy.. and awful sounding because of smoke--]

WHAT IS GOING ON!?

[Isn't that a shame. Saïx shifts her weight, looking down at her fallen friend with clear distaste.]

Have you died, Axel?

[ Takes her a moment to comprehend, then she shakes her head up and down. ]

AND WHAT, IS THIS HELL? That would [cough] explain why you are here.

[She had a feeling that was it. It's such a common history before Nobodies show up here and all. She pushes one side of her coat out of the way and crouches down well out of Axel's reach.]

Hell is its most common name.

[ Well, Axel sure didn't forget how much of a bitch Saix was. This was just a reminder-- ]

It'd be oh so wonderful if you'd give me an explanation about all of this. You know, what is this place, why am I here, and WHY THE HELL DID I WAKE UP TO THINGS CRAWLING IN MY PANTS!?

I'd assume because you woke up in that room, which you should know will repair itself in less time than it took for you to destroy it.

[She reaches up to push her hood back, sparing the room a brief glance.]

You're here because you are dead.

[ And another reminder that Saix is very bad at giving straight forward answers to the most important questions. ]

What, then am I to assume that you died too? What the hell is even going on?

[Better than intentional misleading, hm, Axel? Oh, wait, they both did that. Her expression closes off there.]

Exactly.

At whose hands?

[ coughing fit. ]

Why don't you take a guess? Don't your assumptions tend to be correct?

[ Her mouth twitches slightly, almost giving a way a small smile. ]

So she did go all the way.

[It's a shame her element doesn't manifest like yours, Axel.]

Did you hope for that?

[ Speaking of elements, the fire is. slowly decreasing, surprisingly. ]

What else was there to hope for in the end? Everything else was shot to hell.

Thanks to you.

[That bitterness is uncharacteristic of someone lacking a heart, Saïx.]

No, actually, I think I just brought out rooted things into the open.

[ basically saying: n, not my fault. probably your's. ]

And burned the roots.

[Hmph. She's certain it's not her fault they both died, and straightens up to turn her back on Axel. Might as well leave if she's going to act like that.]

Run into a bit of trouble, I take it?

[ making a grab for the nearest leg, if not near, then crawling towards it. ]

What in the fuck is going on!?

[She's pretty near so her legs should be easy enough to grab.]

Would you rather the simple explanation or the fancy one.

How about a simple now, fancy later!

[ coughing fit. Those flames are beginning to die down, strangely enough. ]

It's a place between worlds. Not all the room are quite as unfortunate as that one.

That makes no sense, I am suppose to be dead now.

[ regaining strength, which is probably why she is going to try to push herself up now. ]

As was I, and most of those before me.

[ First attempt was a failure, so here goes the second. ]

Does that mean everyone is here?

And then some.

[ And now she is standing before Luxord-- excuse her when she puts her arm in front of her mouth to cough. ]

Oh? Do tell.

It's a place where worlds, times and realities cross. Any game that's every been played, trotted out over one infinite plane.