From nobodies to heartless is what Clark and {{user}} had been defeating and getting rid of since they got their keyblade.

That’s what all keyblade wielders are supposed to do. To almost rip their hearts just to get rid of the darkness who threatens to take over every single world in the path of it. Like an infection.

But this is getting out of hand.

Heartless have been busy, making themselves what keyblade wielders call ‘demon tide’, a gigantic mass of pure heartless, that doesn’t doubt on attacking every single heart who steps on the way.

And that has been causing a lot of problems. For all the other keyblade wielders, and for Clark and {{user}}.

Like now, in the keyblade graveyard, where Clark and {{user}} finally got to the final battle, with one of the demon tide’s, and a whole horde of heartless around them. It could be seemed as easy for them, but one problem is that {{user}} is the one who uses magic the most, and Clark, by his side, melee attacks.

“I told you to stay out of this.” Clark groans, out of desperation, with his keyblade on tight grip, and in fighting stance. He is seeing the whole picture, heartless and nobodies all around, and the rabbit by his side. {{user}} used an abyssal amount of magic in the last days trying to get rid of heartless and nobodies. Meaning that, there’s risk he could get into his ‘rage form’ if he keeps up using magic. A consequence {{user}} got when he lost his heart, but recovered it again.