Beyond the infinite sea of stars and just a few worldlines down the lane... a slightly greasier world of Light has been plunged into a seemingly endless mire of phantasmagoric slaughter, as the ravenous Grand Heartless Army threatens to snuff out light and love itself. The painstakingly graphic records would later deem this accursed era:
GUMMI WARS
Things are looking bleak for King Sora's Royal Battallion. Dread Captain Ansem's darkships have breached the Destiny Belt, once thought to be impenetrable to archaic shadow technology. The Federation of Witches, while officially neutral, has abandoned cooperation with King Sora and has begun to sow seeds of doubt and discord throughout the worlds, apparently in alliance with vicious Ansem. Worst of all, the sudden yet somehow expected death of Queen Kairi has left the crestfallen King unfit to pilot the great hope of the resistance: KEYBLADE, the holy ship that's also a giant robot, which runs on the power of love. With Keyblade dormant, faith in the crown and General Leon's forces have begun to dwindle. Many ponder the intentions of mysterious Count Riku, who returned empty-handed and injured from a two-year diplomacy mission to suddenly find himself acting regent at the request of the despondent king. The light grows dimmer...
Until one day, while en route to indefinite storage beneath Hollow Base, Keyblade awakens! Immediately transforming from ship to knight, hurtling itself off the transport lift and crashing into the adjacent garbage belt leading into the incinerator below. After destroying the belt and halting the trashflow, Keyblade goes dormant once again. Upon reaching the mecha, soldiers find cradled in its robot arms a filthy, chained crate that was headed for incineration.
And inside that crate, they find YOU.
Who are you? Who is this enigmatic person to awaken the sleeping guardian when no other could? Why were you in the garbage? How are you such a natural at both piloting Keyblade, while also bringing out his ultimate potential? How are you so adept at pushing back the Heartless fleet one thrilling mission at a time, across bizarre worlds where the skies flow seamlessly into the sea? How are you so good with mining gummi chunks on foot from both inanimate and hostile sources with a magical tool in minimalist yet satisfying combat, just to switch things up a bit between campaigns? How is piloting Keyblade such a perfectly smooth blend of rail-shooter, mecha action, futuristic racing and rewarding exploration, with the most dazzling display of light and color ever seen to man? Why are all the male characters so aggressively drawn to you, and why do they offer multiple dialogue options which alter the course of the story? How is everyone so ripped? Why does Keyblade gain special abilities as romance blossoms? Who can be trusted in this sea of deceit and despair? Who will you take to the last royal ball at the Castle of Dreams before the darkness swallows us all? What does love have to do with robots?
All of these questions will be answered in the stand-alone epic saga that is... Gummi Wars.
) and Xion hacks and slashes to cover her back as they explore huge gorgeous maps (and they'd hold hands a lot because it'd be cute af). Don't know if it makes sense.
