Mark
```Descent. Falling. The wind upon his face is all that could be felt for ranoa. He sees nothing- Pure black as he descends into his dreams. This continues for a few minutes, before he can see a light shining in the dark- and once he sees it, the descent slows, until he reaches it. A calm landing. For a moment, its as if a beautiful glow had engulfed him as his eyes adjust to the sudden light, only to be revealed to be a bright circular stained glass-like structure, with none other than himself in the middle, alongside those he holds dear. It's a strange sight. A warm glow opposed to the cold silence of the outside.```
Arlene
*As ranoas eyes adjust, he looks around the area- The light nearly blinding him. He opens his mouth in wonder, having never seen something like this as he walks around, simply exploring- despite the lack of any objects or things to interact with.*

*Soon, though- he spots something sitting atop the large area near the middle. His trusty struggle bat! Must have fallen into this place with him.*
Mark
As he approaches to grab it, something feels off- a sense of danger. Before he knows it, theres a blue creature with a little hat firing a chunk of ice magic at him from behind. He doesnt know it yet, but its a ``"Blue Rhapsody"`` Somehow, the darkness in his heart is taking form here- Though, not too strong.
Arlene
*Swiftly, he uses his agility to* ``Dodge roll`` *Out of the way, before quickly grabbing his struggle bat, charging torwards the heartless with his arms raised in an attempt to hit it with a* ``Blitz`` *Of multiple strikes. However- It doesnt even connect, phasing through the entire creature as if it werent there to begin with.*

*Shortly after, the heartless fires another chunk of ice, hitting him directly in the chest and sending him a few feet away- forcing his bat to leave his hand and land feet away as more of the creatures appear. He opens his mouth to shout from the pain- and yet nothing comes out.*

Left lying on his back, All he can do is reach his arm out, as if it would block any attacks. Incorrect, but its just a feeble defense mechanism.

As the heartless ready their attack, time slows for a moment. He stares at the creatures in thought. Was he brought to such a strange place, only to die? Is this some kind of cruel joke?

```"...No."```

Before he could even comprehend it, the space in his hand is filled with a blinding light. Its some sort of blade- Similar in shape to a key. He had heard of an acquaintances dreams with such an item, but had never actually believed it. Jokes on him. He points the keyblade at the nearest heartless instinctually, sending a ``Pearl`` Of light at it. It immediately dissolves the dark creature, widening his eyes in shock. He can fight them now.

With a determined glint in his eye, ranoa recovers from his position on the ground, getting back on his feet as he runs to the heartless, quickly slashing them with the keyblade before they could launch any more ice at him. Soon enough, the blue raphsodies are gone, leaving a peaceful space once more. The peace allows him to inspect the weapon properly, taking note of its shape and size. Its interesting.
Mark
As ranoa turns his head after playing around with his newly acquired keyblde, he's met with a figure- shrouded in ice. It doesnt speak, and yet, he can feel words entering his mind. It's impossible to understand. It raises an arm, and he's met with an unavoidable storm of ice- taking the brunt of the blow head on.

It's too much. He falls, dropping the keyblade as it dissolves into light, feeling a cool chill creep into his body, his vision fading to back.

``` He's back in The twilight town sandlot, fast asleep against a wall. Perhaps he was always there to begin with.```

```Falling... Falling... Falling... And a graceful landing.```

This sensation had been familiar to ranoa. The slow fall through the darkness of the soul, before landing atop the beautiful glass painting of the heart. 

This time, however, the warm glow of the light is even more intense. More.. Pure, than before.

Not entirely pure. Nobody is truly pure unless they strip all the darkness away from their heart. No, but he's closer to the light than he was before.

So. Ranoa stands in the middle, his eyes closed as the connection comes to him that he's in his "Dream" World once more.
Arlene
Finally, ranoa would open his eyes to the realm of his heart. Looking around, before looking down at the place of which his connections would be. He can spot a new face there- His friend, Minuit. The two had grown close rather quickly, one's light being a shield to the others darkness. Yin and Yang.

But, its inconsequential right now. He's puzzled- Seeing nothing but his heart. No struggle bat. No judge blade. Just, him. And him alone.
Mark
```"Are you ready, to take the next step?"```

A silent voice would call out to ranoa. It speaks, and yet has no voice. An inner conscience? An onlooker? A spirit?

In the end, It's irrelevant.

```"Reach out, and grasp it. You are on the cusp of your evolution."```
Arlene
A confused look grows on his face, as he opens his mouth to speak. And so, He does speak, and yet, nothing is said. It's silence. Pure silence.
Mark
Though, while left alone with himself after this for what seems like an eternity, A mirror appears in front of him. 

Gazing back at ranoa, would see a suit of armor- perfectly fitting for him. In the armors hand. Would be a large weapon, coated in a myriad of gold, blue, and white, similarly to the armor. He understands, suddenly, reaching his hand out to touch the mirror, only for him to phase through it. Taking this in stride, he walks through.
Steven
```Ranoa passes through it.```

And suddenly, He's on the other side, the metallic thuds of steps being heart from below.

He looks down. Down at his hands, down at his legs. In his left hand could be seen the large weapon, and a suit of armor.

He reaches up to touch his face, only to be greeted by a helmet, as he swiftly turns back around to look at the mirror.

Gazing back, is his prior form, armorless. He's taken the suits place.
Mark
The armored boy then proceeds to begin swinging his newfound weapon- Finding the form and make to be perfectly suited to him. It's as if it was made for him perfectly.

The silent voice rings out once more.

```"You have been gifted. One of many. . . . . Follw your heart. Protect those dear. Let your heart remain steadfast."```

A harsh wind begins to blow atop ranoas heart, as loud stomping could be heard from behind.

The mirror vanishes, as a large, icy heartless appears. It seems to be a darkside, except it's features are coated in ice. Perhaps an inner shadow? 

```"Use the keyblade. Remain steadfast."```
Steven
Ranoa, Following the voice, Points his weapon at the heartless. He was once confused. Even afraid of the dark, but not anymore. He can fight it this time.

Breaking out into a run, he runs at the creature- Using a ``slide`` to avoid the onslaught of its slow, yet heavy swings.

Then, as he's abuot to take out a leg, he's kicked in the chest. The armor clanks against it, protecting him from any serious harm. In a split second, he spins around as the creature lingers on him, using a ``retaliating slash`` to cut through it, severing its tendon, causing it to fall to its knees.

Once its downed, He slashes it in the head a few times, before slamming his keyblade into the ground, a bright red ball surrounding him with the use of ``Stun Impact``. It seems to be enough for the creature to fall, fading away into dark clouds of smoke.
Arlene
```Ranoa falls, deep into slumber. His heart has fallen to darkness.```
Mark
```Falling, ever so deeply into the abyss. A heart consumed by darkness, and a resistant mind fighting for control. The conflict has reached its peak, as ranoa lands softly against a hard surface. A familiar warmth, and cold winds greet him. The usual bright light of the heart is dimmed by various bad actors. Namely, the corruption of the heartless. Though, there's a strange purple hue out in the distance.. It's unnerving, but not an open issue right now.```
Arlene
Ranoa slowly opens his eyes, looking at the black void around him as he slowly rises to his feet. This place is desolate. The only bright part of it is what represents his memories.

Though, ranoa doesnt know this. Its merely another strange dream to him.

He looks around once more. He's alone, with nobody to talk to, or ask for help. Until-
Mark
```"Your heart has fallen. Cast away by an unfortunate fate. And yet, your mind resists?"``` A silent voice rings out. Nothing is spoken, but plenty is understood.
Arlene
Ranoa opens his mouth to speak, and like every time before, nothing comes out. Though, he knows better this time. He summons ``Clockwork Passage``, looking around frantically.
Mark
```"Perhaps you have forgotten your place, among the lost?"```
Arlene
He turns to shout "Who are you!", and nothing comes out.
Mark
```"Submit, and let destiny take its course. You have no place among the living. A hollow creature who exists only to destroy."```

Soon after, a small silhoutte forms on the stained glass below.
Andrea
Emerging from the silhoutte, is but a small shadow. Seemingly nothing but a pest to deal with. It stares at ranoa curiously, slowly waddling over, small golden eyes staring through him.
Arlene
Ranoa points his keyblade at the shadow, an upset expression lining his face as he slowly backs away. A shadow is nothing close to a threat on its own, and yet, something is terribly wrong with it.
Mark
The shadow, as expected, slowly grows into a more humanoid figure- its dark limbs expanding, and its perfectly round head changing shape into something more human.

Its form changes rapidly, passing through various heartless ranoa had encountered in the past, slowly morphing into a shadowy version of those who have had an influence on him for a few seconds at a time. Soon enough, the form shifts into one of himself. A near perfect copy, the only difference being the skin and eyes of a shadow.
Stephanie
The mirrored heartless grows razor sharp claws as it slowly approaches, [Lunging at the remnant of ranoa's mind with a feral scream, and the intent to kill.](

The heartless claws at its other half, before jumping into the air and lunging down with a triple dark break- capable of juggling an opponent if succesfully landed. Following this, it begins dashing at ranoa with its claws facing outwards, aiming to pierce him.

```HP: 3140
MP: 110
AP: 160 -65

[Action 1]: Basic Attack: 225
[Action 2]: Dark Break: 255
[Action 3,]: Dark Break: 255
[Action 4, -15%]: Dark Break: 216
[Action 5, -15%]: Sonic Blade: 238

[Bonus Action]: N/A
[Bonus Action]: N/A

[Free Action]:

[Total Damage]: 1,189 ```
Arlene
In turn, what's left of ranoas mind would mount a defense- Activating ``Guarding Winds``, and ``Phase 2`` to match the difference in raw strength. He then holds up his keyblade to cast multiple bouts of ``Aero``. Some on himself as defense, and others to catch the heartless in a vicious wind.

```
Phase 2: 5 Turns Remain!
Guarding Winds: -15 AP per turn, All wind spells cost 10 points less and deal 5% more damage, and ranoa will take 50% less damage.

HP: 3140 -2662
MP: 130 -150 -125
AP: 160 -180 -165

[Action 1]: Aero [Defensive]: 233 - 1189 -50% = 478
[Action 2]: Aero [Offensive]: 233
[Action 3,]: Aero [Offensive]: 233
[Action 4, -15%]: Aero [Offensive]: 197
[Action 5, -15%]: Aero [Offensive]: 197 

[Bonus Action]:
[Bonus Action]:

[Free Action]:

[Total Damage]: 860```
Stephanie
The retaliation only angers the heartless, as it resorts to a second attempt at juggling ranoa into the air with a barrage of ``Dark Break's``. It's completely disregarding any tactics, opting to act on instincts and ignore its own safety for the kill.

```HP: 3140 -2280
MP: 110
AP: 65 -15

[Action 1]: Dark Break: 255
[Action 2]: Dark Break: 255
[Action 3,]: Dark Break: 255
[Action 4, -15%]: Dark Break: 216
[Action 5, -15%]: Dark Break: 216

[Bonus Action]: N/A
[Bonus Action]: N/A

[Free Action]:

[Total Damage]: 1,197 ```
Arlene
Once more, Ranoa points his keyblade at his inner heartless, allowing the creature to attack him, trusting the cold Barrier of wind to do its job. He casts more spells, easily able to weave between them with the new keyblade, and the wind itself flowing on his command.

```Phase 2: 4 Turns Remain!
Guarding Winds: -15 AP per turn, All wind spells cost 10 points less and deal 5% more damage, and ranoa will take 50% less damage.

HP: 2662 -2064
MP: 125 -100
AP: 165 -150

[Action 1]: Aero [Offensive]: 233 
[Action 2]: Aero [Offensive]: 233
[Action 3,]: Aero [Offensive]: 233
[Action 4, -15%]: Aero [Offensive]: 197
[Action 5, -15%]: Aero [Offensive]: 197 

[Bonus Action]:
[Bonus Action]:

[Free Action]:

[Total Damage Taken]: 1,197 - 50% = 598
[Total Damage Sent]: 1093```
Stephanie
Growing desperate, the heartless jumps into the air one final time to use one last dark break, the wind cutting through it as it moves. Once it lands a foot away from ranoa, it goes low, using a barrage of claw attacks in rapid sucession. It's strategy hasn't changed in the least from the start. It doesn't know any better, only knowing how to attack.

```HP: 2280 -1197
MP: 110
AP: 15 -5

[Action 1]: Dark Break: 255
[Action 2]: Basic Attack: 225
[Action 3,]: Basic Attack: 225
[Action 4, -15%]: Basic Attack: 191
[Action 5, -15%]: Basic Attack: 191

[Bonus Action]: N/A
[Bonus Action]: N/A

[Free Action]:

[Total Damage]: 1,061 ```
Arlene
Ranoa can see the beast slowing down, weakning enough to be defeated in one properly executed attack. He steadies himself as he's clawed, the winds reducing the damage taken, steadying his keyblade in an overhead stance. 

He casts aero twice more to order to keep it distracted, before unleashing a flurry of ``Sonic Blade`` on it.


```Phase 2: 3 Turns Remain!
Guarding Winds: -15 AP per turn, All wind spells cost 10 points less and deal 5% more damage, and ranoa will take 50% less damage.

HP: 2662 -2064 -1534
MP: 125 -90
AP: 150 -0

[Action 1]: Aero [Offensive]: 233 
[Action 2]: Aero [Offensive]: 233 
[Action 3,]: Sonic Blade: 280
[Action 4, -15%]: Sonic Blade: 238
[Action 5, -15%]: Sonic Blade: 238 

Guarding Winds: Deactivated

[Bonus Action]:
[Bonus Action]:

[Free Action]:

[Total Damage Taken]: 1,061- 50% = 530
[Total Damage Sent]: 1222```
Mark
```The arena begins to shake as the heartless drops to its knee's, dark smoke leaking out of it as it trembles. It's falling apart, and so is the darkness infecting ranoas heart. After a few moments, it essentially explodes into dark smoke, a glowing orb leaving its body as the arena shakes violently. It feels as if its an earth quake as the darkness stained on ranoas heart station begins to evaporate. Oddly enough, the purple stain stays, completely uneffected by the recent battle.```
Robert
*Lirio lands safely after a while of falling on.. A weird void*

"W-what the hell was that... What even is this place now? An stained glass? Am i dead or something..?"

*He says with a tone of pure confusion, not fear, just confusion, to then notice the condition of the station he´s stepping on*

"... Cracked? Why is this cracked? Has someone been here before? Is it even safe to be in this place, wherever it is?"
Josephine
*One of the smaller re-pieced portions of Ranoa's station was less bright than the rest. It seemed to be flickering.*

*As he took in his surroundings, Lirio could hear something coming from that flickering piece of heart. It was mostly muffled, but it sounded like someone was talking. Getting closer would likely make it easier to hear.*
Robert
"...? What now..?"

*He said as he noticed the muffled noice, getting a bit closer to said section of ranoa's heart, but still keeping his distance from what could be a danger*

"Hello..? Is somebody there..?"
Josephine
*As Lirio approached the flickering stained glass portion, he would suddenly be granted a vision. Red bangs parted to show his sight. What was this feeling? Fear? Then, suddenly, rocks collapsed and block out his vision. It was dark for quite some time, before Lirio could hear a man's deep voice clear as day:*
Emmanuel
"Such a young heart... Lost and broken. You needn't worry, boy, I will make you Whole again."
Josephine
*Lirio's vision would suddenly return to him, still standing on top of this weird stained glass platform that had Ranoa on it.*
Robert
*Lirio gets heavily surprised by the red bangs as he falls to the ground but sits down quickly, and then he listens carefully what the vpice was saying*

*After the vision is gone, he looks a around again, noticing that nothing of what he saw and heard was there anymore*

"What..? Who's voice was that..? And... What did he meant "Make you whole again"..? "

*He's still sitting on the glass, thinking about what just happened*
Josephine
*Lirio would sit and ponder for a moment. While he sat around, he was suddenly able to see and feel the fight that was going on outside. He could see Ranoa fighting off the two Frost Serpents, defeating one, and then fighting the Humanoid Heartless that formed from the leftover one eating the dead one's heart. At the same time, Lirio could also feel the same pain that Ranoa could. It was agonizing, and very cold. Suddenly, Ranoa's heart began to frost over. The frost would start at the edge of the heart station and move in slowly, before reaching it's way to Lirio. The frost slowly crawled up his legs and was freezing him solid, until suddenly, a fire was lit above the heart station. The frost would slowly melt away and disappear.*

*Lirio didn't have a moment to react before the fire washed over the heart station and blinded his vision. Next he knew...  *