The Master Of Masters Looked Around The Room And Slumped, Chirithy Looked On In Eager Anticipation And

The Master of Masters looked around the room and slumped, Chirithy looked on in eager anticipation and was shot a filthy look from his master. “Must you watch this?” The Master of Masters whined. “Yes” the Chirithy chirped innocently earning itself a flat stare after a moment of silence and a brief staring contest The Master of Masters gave a tired sigh that was more of a whine and materialized his faithful keyblade Kingdom Key “Well, my ego’s going to be through the bedrock for the next week but whatever” The Master of Masters straightened up cleared his throat, gathered magic in his keyblade and neatly tapped the desk three times as the spell demanded, then came the incantation…

“Higitus figitus zumbakazing. Hockety pockety wockety wack Abra cabra dabra nack Higitus figitus migitus mum Prestidigitonium” What sort of spell had to be cast in verse? Chirithy chuckled to itself already knowing the answer as a bookshelf emptied itself of books neatly into backpack. “Alakafez, balakazez Malakamez meripides Hockety pockety wockety wack”

Undoubtedly a spell that enabled the unorganized to avoid organizing their possessions and ruthlessly cheat at packing Chirithy answered himself as a shimmer over a open flame signified the status spell taking effect preventing the fire from spreading and allowing it to be packed away still lit as if it was a ordinary object.

“Dum goo-dily doo-dily doo-dily dum Higitus figitus migitus mum Prestidigitonium Higitus figitus migitus mum Prestidigitonium”

Completing the spell and watching the last of the Laboratory equipment shrink itself into the backpack the Master of Masters sighed rubbing his throat tiredly and placed the backpack in his inventory. Chirithy’s stare, reserved for when the master did something silly, even by his standards, was as always, very judging.

“It’s silly and it sounds unbelievably stupid but it quite possibly the best possible packing spell that ever existed” The Master of Masters justified himself to the Dream Eater gesturing at the empty room. Chirithy stared at its master with a beady eye “You’re just too lazy to bother disassemble your glass laboratory properly” An awkward silence ensued as man-child and long-suffering Dream Eater stared at each other, broken by the the Master of Masters who stalked off grumbling about cheeky Dream Eaters and Wizards with no sense.

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Master Report – Discovery So it seems that the location of Daybreak Town has finally been discovered. Luckily however I had the foresight to create several back up abodes, still it chafes to lose this place given the effort I put into keeping it intact not to mention the fond memories I have of the place, I had best hurry though, this place has been discovered and I doubt my many defenses around the tower will hold to the concentrated assault of the Guardians of Light. Even should the Guardians of Light fail to gain entry the next attempt by Xehanort will assuredly not as he himself has some small control over this world. It’s best that this hideaway fall to the Guardians of Light as I doubt they at least would mindlessly destroy it out of spite.

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Meant to post this one ages ago... anyway look for the #MasterReport tag to find posts with the master reports in them. I’m going to start replying to asks out of order because some are easier to answer than others and I have content written for some of them already.

What did you do to Yen Sid?

“Hello Yen Sid” The Sorcerer tensed at the voice of his uninvited guest who had silently appeared behind him and threw himself out of his chair spinning around with a Meteor spell readied. The cloaked intruder rushed inside his guard, Yen Sid’s readied spell dissolved into embers as the intruder brutally knocked the air out of his lungs with a single powerful punch. Yen Sid folded over himself quietly with a stuttering gasp. “Yeah... we’re not doing this.” Spoke the intruder supporting the downed Sorcerer upright and binding his arms behind his back with a spell. “So you have come, Sora” The intruder snorted letting his hood fall down, revealing familiar brown though much longer hair and a single blue slit eye “As if you didn't see this coming” drawled the Master of Masters pulling the captive Sorcerer over to the chest on the other side of the room and activating the hidden way to the old well beneath the tower. “Anyway, you and I are going to have a long-overdue chat” Holding his captive so he wouldn't trip down the stairs The Master of Masters and his captive descended arriving at the bottom of the tower swiftly. “You gave yourself away letting me read that book you know, most of it was completely useless and misleading to boot... but the interlude? Whoa!” The Master of Masters exclaimed with an exaggerated barking laugh prodding the bound Sorceror forward “How did it go again?” The Master of Masters rubbed his chin thoughtfully clearing his throat and reciting something from memory.

“A long dream. A sad farewell, hanging in the air in that ‘world between’. What is reality? What is illusion? The path chosen by the young boy leads to his memories. When caught in the stream of the days and nights going past, gaze anew at your steps… for there all confusion will end.”

The Master of Masters tone shifted from monotone recitation to serious “You were testing me and I think you found what you were looking for” Yen Sid looked away disturbed by the intensity of Sora, The Master of Masters gaze. “You knew who I was going to become from the very beginning and you did nothing to stop it.” There was a strained silence filled only with the sound of nearby rippling water. “Are you going to kill me?” asked Yen Sid unruffled and so clearly unrepentant. It made the Master of Masters want to deck the old sorcerer again, but with an iron will of restraint born of being the most manipulative living being currently in existence the Master of Masters settled for rolling his eye “Oh I'm tempted, really tempted, probably wouldn't even leave a stain on my light either, unfortunately, if you're dead you can't be called out. So you’re just going to suffer instead” At a finger snap light swirled into being behind Yen Sid who breathed a startled exclamation as he realized exactly what the Master of Masters had wrought, The Master of Masters grinned “I’m not the only one you have wronged, so I’m going to leave you with a simple truth it seems you've forgotten” The Master of Masters pulled Yen Sid closely so he could hear what he was going to say. “Heap your scorn upon an innocent child, tell yourself that it means nothing, but beware, eventually that scorn comes due forcing even the righteous of causes to lose meaning.” The Master of Masters abruptly undid the binding spell without warning and pushed Yen Sid backwards into the swirling portal, The Master of Masters grinned ominously a single eye sparkling in delight as the sorcerer vanished into the light. “Say hello to Oswald for me“

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Master Report – Strange Artefacts Recently I made a strange purchase, a most peculiar mirror full of strange magical energy. I was most shocked to discover the mirror played host to a portal leading straight into the basement of Yen Sid’s tower. It was there I encountered something that I am unafraid to admit left me shaken and at the same time enraged with the old sorcerer. An artificial world full of former Nobodies, His notes claimed it a sanctuary for the forgotten but the land within is a wasteland. A wasteland he himself has been content to leave forgotten. An unforgivable act when you realize that the people trapped within have long regained their hearts but are left trapped here in a broken world, any attempt I make to fix the place is undone by the world itself in moments. I don’t know how to fix this but there is someone I do know who might be able to, the same person who created this prison, Yen Sid. To say the residents eagerly want to have a few harsh words with their self-appointed warden is a vast understatement.

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So the events and general plot and lore of Epic Mickey are a lot different here, The divergent point? Mickey was so spooked he sold the Mirror after the first time he went through it, The events of Epic Mickey are happening now decades later than they should have. Yen Sid honestly forgot about the wasteland and now they hold him prisoner with Mickey, Riku, Kairi, Sora and Axel on a rescue mission. No one knows Mickey was the one who ruined the world by accident in the first place. Also, toon lifespans are weird but let's just ignore that for now.

You ever been to the World of Pokemon?

Daybreak Town Library

"So what's going on here?" asked the Master of Masters genuinely curious. "The librarians seem to think you’re all plotting world domination" The group of teens laughed turned with smiles and eagerly gestured at the always approachable Master of Masters to join their table. “It's a new game a group of traders brought from one of the countries to the east a few days ago they've become really popular lately, here have a go.” The Master of Masters was startled to have an electronic device similar to his gummiphone, though obviously much more delicate shoved into his hands and was soon enraptured in gameplay with the teens. He quickly learned that the advice of ‘don’t forget type advantages’ helped a lot more when uttered before you were locked into an unwinnable battle. Before long the Master of Masters found himself a student of many self-proclaimed ‘Champions’ attempting to teach him to play the many dual screen device games they had purchased. "This seems a lot like slavery" the Master of Masters concluded teeth grit tongue comically visible off to one side as the yellow rodent, Pikachu refused to get in the pokeball. The Master of Masters was then introduced to one of the games many sequels and was left blinking in confusion at Ghetis's monologue "I'm completely at a loss at how he thought that plot would ever work." There was a lot of sympathetic laughter at his confusion. “So what do you think, Master Sora?” Asked one of the teenagers hiding his anxiety poorly. It was well known that the Master of Masters took the safety of his disciples seriously to the extent of banning damaging influences from entering Daybreak Town, if he didn't like the game system they wouldn't be able to keep it. “Well” The Master of Masters drew the word out for dramatic tension “Do you think the trader has any of these left in stock?” The teenagers cheered loudly... and got kicked out of the library by the irritated librarian.

Later the Master of Masters turned the dual screen device or DS for short over in his hands thoughtfully, a few ideas regarding elemental rock, paper, scissors scenarios running through his head to add to the Book of Prophesies data worlds...

Sorry, only worlds owned by Disney or Square Enix will be showing in this AU though there might be some cameos as seen here.

MoM!Sora looks after an entire town of superpowered children you can bet he actively monitors the influences they are exposed to, Keyblade Wielders gone mad tend to cause a lot of damage. MoM!Sora’s favorite pokemon game is Pokemon FireRed.

In other news I got a new computer screen and can finally post again!

Does the name Tetsuya Nomura mean anything to you?

“Master Uta! Master Uta!” The aforementioned Master Uta halted in his stride as Keyblade Apprentice Odin careered around the corner in an effort to catch up to the Keyblade Master, halting in front of the bemused master as he gathered his breath Odin unceremoniously presented Master Uta with a familiar book. “You left it behind in the lecture hall” Master Uta calmly accepted the book with a raised brow, Odin blushed, realizing how rudely he’s interrupted the quiet sanctity of Scala ad Caelum’s hallways by sprinting and shouting. “I couldn't help but notice you signed it differently?” Odin asked in a desperate attempt to change the subject, Master Uta didn't seem to mind luckily being one of the more laid back Keyblade Masters in the order and instead laughed abashedly absently scratching his neat beard “I sometimes write under a pseudonym to avoid the attention” “But why” Odin nearly whined, his own writing efforts nowhere near publishable and somewhat personally aghast at the idea of someone not getting credited with their own achievement. Master Uta grinned slyly “I would hardly be taken seriously as a Keyblade Master if it was known I dabbled in literary fiction” “But it looked really well written!” Odin burst out before slapping his hand over his mouth, mortified at inadvertently revealing he’d been snooping in a Keyblade Masters private documents. Master Uta contrary to being angry as expected instead burst out laughing wiping a tear from his eye “Thank you for the compliment, Apprentice Odin, Though if you liked that then you’d probably appreciate something a little more finished” Master Uta fished another book from his inventory and presented it to Odin with a wink “Consider it a reward for returning my manuscript and a bribe to keep my writing hobby secret” Odin marveled over the crisp hardback book with it’s elaborately detailed cover and had a thought, presenting it to Master Uta embarrassedly “...I don't suppose you’d sign it?” Master Uta smiled bemusedly, wordlessly pulling a pen from his inventory. Tetsuya Nomura, The signature was scarcely dry before Odin was cradling the book like it was the most precious thing in the universe, vibrating so hard in place that Master Uta briefly wondered if he should be worried the apprentice would accidentally phase himself out of reality. The evening bell rang and as Odin sprinted away to his next class with a hurried farewell Master Uta sighed contentedly, It felt nice to write, even under multiple aliases, solely to make someone happy rather than being forced to record all the misery his Gazing Eye seemed to love to show him.

My computer crashed without saving after I typed this the first time so I had to rewrite it again. Yes, I referenced Melody of Memory by making one of MoM!Sora’s aliases ‘Master Uta(song)’ that doesn't mean I’m going to play it. Master Uta is my dodgy attempt at making an anagram of Tetsuya Nomura, my other option was Master Tuoyuan or Master Yuantou so I settled for leaving a few words out.

Keyblade Apprentice Odin would forevermore declare Master Uta the best master ever and when he became a Keyblade Master, Odin would stylize himself after Master Uta with a long beard and leaving only one eye visible. MoM!Sora grows a beard every few centuries whenever he feels like it, being stuck in a relatively youngish body it takes years to grow in properly a fact that never ceases to make him grumpy when brought up.

Do you regret setting Xehanort on his path at all?

MoM!Sora reasons that he didn't really have a choice, so at this point in time he didn't regret anything. After the gummiphone showed him that fate and destiny are more malleable though? He’s a lot less sure of himself now. Poor Sora is doing a lot of self-reflection lately. Note the 75 years ago bit in the tags because clearly, Ienzo hasn't which throws his ‘100 years since MoM!Sora posted anything’ estimate a bit off...

Also who likes this (probably not canon but plausible if you squint) headcanon of mine to explain the loyalty and unquestionable obedience towards the Master of Masters?

MoM!Sora exploring a distant region of the Realm of Light.

Come up with a worthy punishment for the Keyblade Wielding con artist and I might include it in a later post.