Intro post
Voices l Ring l Through l My l Head
Dream as if you’ll live forever.
Live as if you’ll die today.
Live as if you’ll die today.
R e m a c x
- The Unbalanced Justice
- ”Your punishment will be 20 years in the dungeons… watching your life rot away and be eaten by the powerful darkness. It will teach you good, and repent your sins of stealing a very valuable item from a successful merchant.”
The past rang through his ears, stuck in his brain, and would never leave it, just like a virus. The only way it would clear out if he was to ‘reset’ everything, but that wasn’t possible to mankind. A chilly breeze passed by blowing the hair of Remacx, number V of the Organization. The aphotic coat looked down at the Marketplace at Radiant Garden, peering over the people who walked around, without a care in the world. And little kids, laughing and playing with each other, bumping into people as they ran away from their sorrow. It sickened Remacx to see them just walking around carelessly, pretending that life was carried by wherever the wind would take them. Little kids pretending to be oh-so tough when they wouldn’t know the true terrors of ‘bullying’. Like being unfair to the other person, such as knocking down a stand with goods. The judges that had been long dead would’ve killed their parents. Now that was bullying.
They were lucky. Remacx was the one to destroyed the almighty ‘judges’ of Radiant Garden, and freed the people from their worries. Right after becoming Remacx and obtaining his powers, the first thing he did was kill the judges, who locked him up for a foolish reason. Sure, heartless and nobodies appeared soon after that, but it was a better way to die, from the hands of evil than from the hands of good. He let out a big sigh that showed that he was a bit frustrated at how Radiant Garden turned out. Soon they would discover that they shouldn’t be free and gleeful anymore, for they would face something new.
"Foolish humans."
Remacx jumped off the castle, landing easily on the hard ground that was stretched for miles. The Great Maw, where thousands of heartless swarmed years ago. This is where the famed battle of Sora and the heartless occurred. He looked around to see that no one was in sight. This was probably the place where no one dared to go, still having the fear of heartless pouring out and taking a heart.
"How about restoring Radiant Garden to it’s former glory?"
Gyaku appeared on Remacx’s arm, going all the way up to his shoulder. Remacx moved his sword up to his wrist, planning to make a small cut. Right when he was about to make a quick slash, the wind howled, and made a large whirlwind. The whirlwind shined with prismatic colors, and pictures from the past.
"The course of time and history is changing. What will become of mankind?"
The whirlwind soon died down, leaving Remacx alone again. A short piercing screech passed by Remacx’s ear. It was quickly identified as a calling for Organization members.
"So it’s time…"
Remacx placed his hand out into the mid-air, and opened a black portal. The new Organization surely did keep the old traditions, portals that could bend the reality of transportation by weaving through space to send one from one place to the other. And the cloaks, that were jet black, worn by every Organization member when in appearance with someone unknown.
Remacx stepped into the portal, and it instantly swallowed Remacx whole, then disappeared into thin air. He soon appeared in what was called the ‘Conference Room’. With thirteen chairs, all at different levels. The room was radiating with white all over, and designs that sort of resembled the Organization symbol. The whole castle was actually white. The walls were made out of pure marble, that didn’t glow or anything, and the floors were made of the same substance. Some rooms inside the castle were unknown to the Organization themselves. No one knew who built the castle, well at least no one knew if someone else knew. It could’ve just been there when the World That Never Was popped up. Or made specifically from magic by the first Organization by Xemnas, and he never revealed that he was the creator of the castle himself.
Looking around the room, Remacx noticed that Radixk, Maxim, Gekrix, Xanika, and Koelex were already there. It would make sense that Maxim was there, since he was usually the first one to respond to Radixk’s calls. Everyone was already seated in their seats. 7 down, 6 more members. Remacx’s hood was already down, so he didn’t bother doing anything with his hood.
The room was silent, this meeting sure wouldn’t be as gleeful as the last one. Not that the meetings were ever really gleeful, just… not as silent, that was sure. All of the auras from everyone weren’t relaxed in anyway, seeming more stressful and tense. Except Radixk, who looked more raging than usual. Remacx didn’t want to get involved in whatever Radixk was angry about, seeing as how he could possibly start a fight and that was the last thing Remacx wanted: to fight with a member of the very own group he was in. The fight could also lead to other’s interfering, that could make the fight harder. Sure, they probably didn’t care for each other and would just shrug it off if someone died, but it’d be more reasonable that they would need each other to gain their hearts back. But if someone if their own group interfered with their own business, that person would probably get killed. Other than that; anything else didn’t matter.
Remacx jumped up, landing on his seat quietly. He folded his hands and crossed his legs how men would usually. After, Remacx awaited patiently for a familiar face to appear.
Without Justice
Courage is weak.
Courage is weak.
But with weak courage.
- What use is there for justice?
