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[keyternal]

[Well, this is a little alarming.

How often do you even see Xemnas wandering down the halls? Clearly, not often enough.

This particular Xemnas seems largely unphased by his surroundings. Sure, he stops to examine the occasional room, but otherwise he barely bats an eye.

Not until, at last, he finds a door leading into a cold, desolate chamber. A suit of armor rests there, familiar to some. Seems he's found the Chamber of Repose room.

A cold, dry chuckle escapes him.]

Truly fascinating... And yet, I grow tired of this charade.

[ooc: Note-- AU Xemnas from keybearer's universe. All you need to know for now is that things aren't quite as they appear.]

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[keyternal]

[...Oh, now this is interesting. There's no mistaking his appearance. This is Sora, though... certainly not the one he's familiar with.

The fact that his Heartless form is far more advanced proves that much. After all, the Sora he'd last encountered still bore the inky black body so typical of purebloods.

However, he doesn't look particularly phased by Sora's presence.]

There is little cause for alarm.

[dealwithawitch]

[Little cause for alarm? Really?]

...So I'm not in trouble?

[Though he's not sure what to think of Xemnas. He smells... Vaguely like his adoptive father, but very different at the same time. Almost like stale earth.]

[keyternal]

Curiosity is not a crime.

[And curiosity is a powerful, if destructive emotion.]

After all, this room has its alluring qualities. It is only natural that you would be drawn here.

[dealwithawitch]

...I just wanted to know what was here.

[He's still not sure what to think about you, Xemnas. You intimidate him.]

[keyternal]

And now that you have seen it, has your thirst for answers been quelled, or does it merely open a path to more uncertainties?

[Good. Intimidation has its uses.]

[dealwithawitch]

...What's... its purpose...?

[He's not sure he should be asking Xemnas. Though he's seeming slightly less timid, hopping down and fully into sight.]

[keyternal]

It is a place of rest and reminiscence.

[He places his hands behind his back.]

Though its true meaning would be lost to you.