Introduction
Welcome! Well, might as well introduce this idea I've had inside of my head for a long time. I decided to create a story about the Creation of the Keyblade and the War it sparked.
That being said, someone had to become the First Wielder correct? Well, that is his story. His name is Levis, and this is his story.(Cliche I know but what else can I say?)
Chapters:
Age:16
Appearance: Levis stands at about 5'10". He has long spiky brown hair, dark blue eyes, and a slightly muscular build. Levis wears a golden cloth shirt, long red pants, and a Silver tear drop necklace. Levis has a scar across his nose bridge from a fight he had in the past.
Personality: Levis is happy go lucky kid, for the fact that most of his life has been pleasant. Although he does get himself into trouble a lot, though it's all in good fun. Levis will defend his friends if they are in trouble, IE being bullied, getting into fights. But Levis is not all fun and games, when alone Levis becomes almost the opposite of his regular personality. Although, since this story takes place long ago, one would considered Levis bi-polar. He has small fits of depression, nothing to serious, but for some reason it all involves his chest hurting.
That being said, someone had to become the First Wielder correct? Well, that is his story. His name is Levis, and this is his story.(Cliche I know but what else can I say?)
Chapters:
Characters
Levis
Age:16
Appearance: Levis stands at about 5'10". He has long spiky brown hair, dark blue eyes, and a slightly muscular build. Levis wears a golden cloth shirt, long red pants, and a Silver tear drop necklace. Levis has a scar across his nose bridge from a fight he had in the past.
Personality: Levis is happy go lucky kid, for the fact that most of his life has been pleasant. Although he does get himself into trouble a lot, though it's all in good fun. Levis will defend his friends if they are in trouble, IE being bullied, getting into fights. But Levis is not all fun and games, when alone Levis becomes almost the opposite of his regular personality. Although, since this story takes place long ago, one would considered Levis bi-polar. He has small fits of depression, nothing to serious, but for some reason it all involves his chest hurting.
Prologue
"HEY! LEVIS!" A voice called out to the boy. Levis turned to face the owner of the voice and smiled, it was one of the village's kid, a boy Levis had known for a long time.
"Levis, do you want to play this new game with us?" The boy asked smiling at his older friend. Levis bend down to pat the boy on the head, his tear drop necklace hanging close to the boy's face.
"Of course I will!" Levis said ruffling the boys hair up a bit.
"Levis! You know I hate when you do that..." The younger boy said pouting before smiling again. Levis laughed remembering what he was doing.
"Ah, right sorry! Anyway let's go play this game of yours!" Levis said walking towards the green field that was the neighborhood kids playground. The World of Radiant Garden's hadn't been so modernized due to the fact, that the world was a farm world, and not that many visitors came this far out. The village that Levis lived in was quite large, for the fact was that the the farmland extended out at least 1000 acres.
Levis lived by himself, in a small hut in the center of the large Village. There he could talk to anyone, and converse about anything, from munny sales to how the crops were this season. Levis laughed as he was led by the small boy.
"So, tell me. What is this game you have created?" Levis asked quite interested in what the children had created.
"Well, it's called Sword Fighting!" The small boy said happily. Levis was confused. He had never heard of this game before.
"Interesting, how do you play?" Levis said wondering what the neighborhood children were up too.
"Well, first off you need one of these." the small boy said handing Levis a wooden sword. The boy ran farther ahead, signaling for the others to come.
"Now! Defend yourself Levis!" The small boy yelled happily. Levis looked at the wooden sword, only to see a flash of metal appear in his hands before it went back to the wooden sword.
"Wha?" Levis said worriedly. He looked up to see at least five of the younger boy's friends charging at him with their wooden swords.
Using instinct, Levis blocked a few of the boy's blows, before being hit with a barrage of wooden swords. Each hit making the children laugh even more as they grew more confident in their attacks. But as things looked at their most dreary for Levis, he began to push them back, and soon he was the one doing the hits. Most of the kids who got hit retreated while those who were a lot more durable stayed and continued to fight Levis.
After about an hour of sword fighting, it was down to Levis and the younger looking boy that had lead him here. Levis had been worn out from all the fighting, and the blows the kids had put on him. He was panting from the excitement, and most of the kids were standing on the side watching to see what the two fighters would do.
"Wow Levis! Your preety good for a first timer!" The young boy said a hint of amazement in his voice. Levis stood up, still panting from the previous hits.
"Yeah, never knew I had it in me." Levis said laughing as he put his hands behind his head. The young boy laughed as well before becoming quite serious.
"It's not over Levis!"
"I knew it wasn't."
"I'm the best swordsman here!" the young boy said trying to sound as if he were older. Levis sighed and got into a stance none of the kids had ever seen before. It was something that Levis wanted to try out. He was completely serious about this game. He crouched down and held the sword in both of his hands, lowering his body, his breathing slowed down, he became more relaxed as if he had done this many times.
"All right. Since it's just us two, we shall have rules." the young boy said curious at what Levis was planning.
"Rule number one! First one to hit their opponent ten times wins."
"Rule number two! The hits must be above the waist! No cheap shots."
"Rule number three! If it comes down that both opponents have reached nine hits total, we will have a standoff." The young boy said this last rule as he got into a position right across from where Levis was.
"Understood." Levis said a look of determination in his eyes. The young boy also looked confident as he took out his own wooden sword, and placed it in one hand and pointed it towards Levis. His arm then began to move slowly at first side to side.
One of the boys from the sidelines came up to the middle of the area between the two fighters.
"Three....two....one....fight!" The boy said slicing his hand downwards, then stepping out of the arena. Both Levis and the boy charged at each other ready to defeat each other.
"Hehehe..." The young boy said siting down in defeat. He was laughing off the defeat from Levis. All the kids were crowding around him cheering him on. But Levis knew better, he went up to the boy and extended his hand out.
"Your extremely good fighter, Brandon." Levis said smiling down at the young fighter who had thought he would beat Levis. Brandon stared up at Levis before turning away from him smiling.
"Beginners luck." He said looking back at him. Levis laughed as he helped the boy up. All the kids were cheering Brandon's name now.
"See." Levis whispered into Brandon's ear.
"Your still their hero." Levis said as he began to walk away from the small group. He waved good bye knowing that they had to get home.
Levis turned around to see the Village glowing from all the fires that people were using in their chimneys. He sighed as he began to stare down at his hand. What exactly was that? A flash of metal and a shape of some sort's had appeared in his hands before he began fighting.
Then there was the feeling that he had used a weapon before. Which was impossible, he had lived his entire life here. There hasn't been any major fighting for many centuries. What exactly did he see? Levis sighed, knowing well enough that it was probably just his mind playing tricks on him. The Village Elder said that this feeling was...Deja Vu? Levis just shook his head as he walked towards his home in the center of the town.
Out in the distance, a man in a black coat was walking towards the Village. He had seen Levis fight, and was curious at who the man who defeated thirty children with some sort of fighting experience, while he had none? The man slowed his pace, thinking that maybe, just maybe he had found the One. He began to walk faster as he saw the glow of the Village become brighter as he got closer.
"Levis, do you want to play this new game with us?" The boy asked smiling at his older friend. Levis bend down to pat the boy on the head, his tear drop necklace hanging close to the boy's face.
"Of course I will!" Levis said ruffling the boys hair up a bit.
"Levis! You know I hate when you do that..." The younger boy said pouting before smiling again. Levis laughed remembering what he was doing.
"Ah, right sorry! Anyway let's go play this game of yours!" Levis said walking towards the green field that was the neighborhood kids playground. The World of Radiant Garden's hadn't been so modernized due to the fact, that the world was a farm world, and not that many visitors came this far out. The village that Levis lived in was quite large, for the fact was that the the farmland extended out at least 1000 acres.
Levis lived by himself, in a small hut in the center of the large Village. There he could talk to anyone, and converse about anything, from munny sales to how the crops were this season. Levis laughed as he was led by the small boy.
"So, tell me. What is this game you have created?" Levis asked quite interested in what the children had created.
"Well, it's called Sword Fighting!" The small boy said happily. Levis was confused. He had never heard of this game before.
"Interesting, how do you play?" Levis said wondering what the neighborhood children were up too.
"Well, first off you need one of these." the small boy said handing Levis a wooden sword. The boy ran farther ahead, signaling for the others to come.
"Now! Defend yourself Levis!" The small boy yelled happily. Levis looked at the wooden sword, only to see a flash of metal appear in his hands before it went back to the wooden sword.
"Wha?" Levis said worriedly. He looked up to see at least five of the younger boy's friends charging at him with their wooden swords.
Using instinct, Levis blocked a few of the boy's blows, before being hit with a barrage of wooden swords. Each hit making the children laugh even more as they grew more confident in their attacks. But as things looked at their most dreary for Levis, he began to push them back, and soon he was the one doing the hits. Most of the kids who got hit retreated while those who were a lot more durable stayed and continued to fight Levis.
After about an hour of sword fighting, it was down to Levis and the younger looking boy that had lead him here. Levis had been worn out from all the fighting, and the blows the kids had put on him. He was panting from the excitement, and most of the kids were standing on the side watching to see what the two fighters would do.
"Wow Levis! Your preety good for a first timer!" The young boy said a hint of amazement in his voice. Levis stood up, still panting from the previous hits.
"Yeah, never knew I had it in me." Levis said laughing as he put his hands behind his head. The young boy laughed as well before becoming quite serious.
"It's not over Levis!"
"I knew it wasn't."
"I'm the best swordsman here!" the young boy said trying to sound as if he were older. Levis sighed and got into a stance none of the kids had ever seen before. It was something that Levis wanted to try out. He was completely serious about this game. He crouched down and held the sword in both of his hands, lowering his body, his breathing slowed down, he became more relaxed as if he had done this many times.
"All right. Since it's just us two, we shall have rules." the young boy said curious at what Levis was planning.
"Rule number one! First one to hit their opponent ten times wins."
"Rule number two! The hits must be above the waist! No cheap shots."
"Rule number three! If it comes down that both opponents have reached nine hits total, we will have a standoff." The young boy said this last rule as he got into a position right across from where Levis was.
"Understood." Levis said a look of determination in his eyes. The young boy also looked confident as he took out his own wooden sword, and placed it in one hand and pointed it towards Levis. His arm then began to move slowly at first side to side.
One of the boys from the sidelines came up to the middle of the area between the two fighters.
"Three....two....one....fight!" The boy said slicing his hand downwards, then stepping out of the arena. Both Levis and the boy charged at each other ready to defeat each other.
"Hehehe..." The young boy said siting down in defeat. He was laughing off the defeat from Levis. All the kids were crowding around him cheering him on. But Levis knew better, he went up to the boy and extended his hand out.
"Your extremely good fighter, Brandon." Levis said smiling down at the young fighter who had thought he would beat Levis. Brandon stared up at Levis before turning away from him smiling.
"Beginners luck." He said looking back at him. Levis laughed as he helped the boy up. All the kids were cheering Brandon's name now.
"See." Levis whispered into Brandon's ear.
"Your still their hero." Levis said as he began to walk away from the small group. He waved good bye knowing that they had to get home.
Levis turned around to see the Village glowing from all the fires that people were using in their chimneys. He sighed as he began to stare down at his hand. What exactly was that? A flash of metal and a shape of some sort's had appeared in his hands before he began fighting.
Then there was the feeling that he had used a weapon before. Which was impossible, he had lived his entire life here. There hasn't been any major fighting for many centuries. What exactly did he see? Levis sighed, knowing well enough that it was probably just his mind playing tricks on him. The Village Elder said that this feeling was...Deja Vu? Levis just shook his head as he walked towards his home in the center of the town.
Out in the distance, a man in a black coat was walking towards the Village. He had seen Levis fight, and was curious at who the man who defeated thirty children with some sort of fighting experience, while he had none? The man slowed his pace, thinking that maybe, just maybe he had found the One. He began to walk faster as he saw the glow of the Village become brighter as he got closer.
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