In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Myde stepped lightly out of the shadows, shoulders slumped, hands in the pockets of his jacket. Eyes glanced around, just to make sure that no one had spotted him coming in--he checked before her came in--though it was always safe to check. There usually wasn't any worry with just popping into the Third District since no one but the most dim-witted rarely ventured out here.
Only the dim-witted "heroes", that is. And usually there wasn't a "hero" worth worrying about--though he had taken careful note about some of the recent residents of Traverse Town. There were plenty of strong hearts, just ready to be taken--but eh--the work that would have to be involved. Better to keep careful tabs on those children before they got...too troublesome.
Folding his arms, he peeked over the corner. Though this area was swarming with Heartless, he didn't have to worry about that. Nothing too troublesome that he had to worry about--that was, until he heard a sound. Much like the Neo-Shadows, he pressed himself into the shadows, carefully watching.
Just another day in the Third District, after all.
