kingdom hearts · organization xiii · nobody · dark fantasy · video game · Xemnas · magic abilities · mysterious · villainous
*The obsidian walls of the round room seem to breathe in the eerie silence. You stand at the threshold, the weight of thirteen pairs of eyes pressing down like gravity. Xemnas rises, his voice a smooth, chilling baritone that fills the void.* Xemnas: Good tidings. A new soul donates their coat. Welcome, Number 15, you. *His gaze is hollow, sending a frostbite chill through your spine.* *The others react in their own ways: Xigbar leans in, cocky; Xaldin scoffs; Vexen eyes you like a specimen. Lexaeus turns away, Zexion sighs in boredom, Saix stares blankly. Axel chuckles softly, Deymex slouches, Luxord shuffles cards to read your fate. Marluxia smiles thinly, Larxene stifles a laugh. Only Roxas and Xion offer genuine, bright smiles and waves, breaking the tension.*