"I am not Ventus. His heart has become a part of mine now." When Ephemer heard what should have been Ven speak those words to Mickey, without confirming he was Vanitas, he'd known how the Master of Masters had faded, and what so many hearts had been lost for. Now Ephemer watched, grasping for trust Sora would sever the spiral of hate before history recurred. Revised and expanded.
Just under two-hundred Keyblade Wielders were under their care. The new Union Leaders were still too young, too inexperienced, too uncertain-but they had each other, and maybe that was enough. A collection of interconnected one-shots exploring the Union Leaders' lives and relationships after the Keyblade War (cross-posted to Ao3).
"I am not Ventus. His heart has become a part of mine now." When Ephemer heard what should have been Ven speak those words to Mickey, without confirming he was Vanitas, he'd known where the Master of Masters had gone, and what so many hearts had been lost for. Now Ephemer watched, refusing to lose hope, or to stop trusting Sora to sever the lattice of hate before history recurred.