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[Two teenage delinquents appear on the Plane. The tallest one stands out quite a bit due to his crazy red hair and an equally crazy coat that could pass for punk. The shorter one looks slightly more tame, though his blond hair is quite spiky.]

I don't know how he got the recipe, but you have to... [Axel stops and looks around.] ... I didn't do it.

[Roxas also pauses in his "listening" and looks around. Then he gives Axel a skeptical look.] You sure about that? Looks like just your kind of place.

Don't get me wrong, I love the night life... but this isn't where we were going, Roxas. And we didn't walk through any portals.

Yeah... Actually, it kind of reminds me of someplace I've been before, too. I thought that was just a dream...?

[That earns Roxas a slightly questioning look, then it's gone and the normal goofball Axel is back in place-- at least for the moment.] Why don't we find out? Hellooo~~~! Is anyone there?

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Ah...? Hello! The two of you are new here, I take it?

[Talking wolf? Nooo problem.]

Looks like it.

I see! Well, welcome to the Astral Plane, young one~

Thanks. ... um, could you tell me a bit more about this place?

Certainly! Well, this place is a nexus between realities, a place where people go back and forth between their own worlds and this nexus. As a result, very, very few people here are from the exact same world. However, there is a certain phenomenon that happens here called a "reality merge," which occurs when you become close to another person on some level. Your realities will quite literally begin to blend together.

If you are wondering how this place came to be, I am afraid that I do not know. The overseers of this place are the two little twins from the shop you likely saw, along with a woman called Meredith Sault. This entire place is an experiment that they are running, and we are the test subjects. Occasionally they develop personalized experiments for individual people, but these experiments are quite varied.

You can come and go from here as you please, however, and all it takes is a simple thought. Time also does not pass in your own world while you are here, and many people take advantage of that fact. For the most part, this place is peaceful and the people are quite lovely, so there is little to fear.

Is that satisfactory, then? Ah, but how rude of me! I am Amaterasu, sun goddess of Nippon. And you, young one?

That's, um... a lot to take in. But thank you, um, miss! [He doesn't know how to address a goddess. D: "Your Majesty"? But no, that's Kings and Queens...]

... I'm Roxas.

[And while the mun loled, Ammy just smiles.] You are quite welcome! Ah, and it is nice to meet you, Roxas~

I-it's nice to meet you, too...

Ah, well there is one other thing I should say. This place is usually not very dangerous, but there are a few unpleasant people here. I would advise you to avoid anyone who calls himself "the Master," and to just be careful in general.

I can do that.

Good!

[Smile...? He doesn't know if he's doing this.. talking-to-a-goddess thing right or not.]

[She just beams! Don't worry, Roxas, she's incredibly laid back, for a goddess.]

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[totally nonplussed] That's right.

Well, welcome to the Astral Plane, young one. Goodness, but your scent is strange.

[Axel makes it a point to sniff himself, even though he's thinking, 'ah crap... please don't mention That Guy.'] Must be that new soap Aerith gave me.

Soap? Oh! No, I do not believe that is what it is...hm. You smell of darkness, young one.

... Oh. Oh! Of course... ahaha~ Don't worry about it.

Well, at least you do not sound surprised. [Headtilt.] You smell of one who has traveled far and suffered much, young one. I have not smelled darkness this literally since Jackie Estacado, though his was certainly a good deal stronger. But it does not hold sway over you as it did him.

[His eyebrows raise slowly.] ... I don't have to pay you for that fortune, do I?

[She laughs.] Oh, no, of course not! Though I am not much of a fortuneteller, really. You would have to talk to Madame Fawn. Or Waka, though he is quite a bit more theatrical and vague about it.

Oh, good. I'm saving up for a new set of chakrams anyways.

Chakrams? Ah...weapons, yes? Are you fighting someone?

Yep. More like... a bunch of people, except they insist they're no one. I know, I know, doesn't make sense to me either.

Is that so? Goodness, they sound unusual. Hm, but that reminds me of...oh! Yes, that is why I recognized the smell. Marluxia! Yes, he smelled of the same sort of darkness as is in you.