Before the 13th Order
The 13th Anthology
The 13th Anthology
“The most complicated achievements of thought are possible without the assistance of consciousness.”
Entrance Hall, Ansem the Wise's Castle
“Where could they be?” a deep voice that echoed through the empty halls of a fallen castle seemed to be searching for a group of individuals. Afterwards, a man in a white lab coat, long silver hair, orange eyes and a face seemingly emotionless walked through the solitary passages of the castle he was looking everywhere while paying attention to his surroundings.
“I wonder…” the man said, putting himself into a state of thoughts. He seemed to enter into a brainstorm, thinking of different places of the castle, surely, he must have been in it before.
“Could they have left to the room?” focusing his intonation on “the room”. “Perhaps I should take a glimpse at it.”
He headed towards the opposite direction he was heading to and found a pile of boulders blocking a door adorned with crystals. He looked upwards and said “Those boulders, they must have fallen from the roof… Did something occur here?”
The enigmatic man decided to walk somewhere else, that’s when he noticed an opening in a wall next to a staircase leading to another floor but blocked by a pile of rocks fallen from the roof.
“That wasn’t there, but, there seems to be a small ray of light in there.”
With that said, he decided to satisfy his curiosity by approaching the opening and entering. It was a pitch-black corridor with only a little ray of light very far from his current position. He suddenly began to deeply think about what he saw in the seemingly ruined castle.
“Exits blocked-off by boulders fallen from the roof and an opening in the wall.” He first thought of his surroundings and then decided to draw a hypothesis basing it on what he witnessed.
“A struggle must have taken place in the master’s castle… Hm?” After thinking of his hypothesis, he felt momentarily breathless and decided to make a small pause and rethink things, but, this time, deeper.
“The master…? Master… An… sem, Master Ansem.” He did a little thinking and drew a conclusion, “Master Ansem and the master’s castle… I remember now.” He continued to walk while thinking deeply into this “Master Ansem” he suddenly thought of.
Eventually, after what seemed long minutes of walking, the light kept getting bigger and bigger, eventually reaching what seemed to be, yet, another opening. “The light… It is getting bigger each moment I approach it.”
He kept walking until a strong flash of radiant light hit his darkened eyes. He closed it out of the outstanding force of the light. Afterwards, he heard the sound of waterfalls colliding with rocks and opening his eyes slowly seeing what seemed to be a group of five people, all male.
Garden of Assemblage
They heard him approach and rapidly took an offensive stance watching the enigmatic man like he was a pest in their hole.
“Unknown man, slowly approach towards us.” A man with long, clear blonde hair with green eyes and a mature aspect said to him.
“Even?” The unknown man said, while reaching to him slowly
“Xehanort?” one of the other taller man said, only this one had long black hair deep as the ocean’s reflection of the night.
“Can you not recognize me?” he said
Another of the tall man, but with short dark red colored hair and a silent aspect grabbed a mirror that was in a small table and gave it to the unknown man named “Xehanort” by the man named “Even”. He grabbed the mirror and slowly raising it to a point where he could see his face. He was surprised, as he seems to look different to when he was before.
To be continued…
To be continued…