[Well, everyone's still interested despite his disclaimer that it's not a spooky tale, so that's reason enough to concede. So after another glance around, Ven nods with a smile.]
I've heard it a few times, but this is the first time I've told it.
[His Master told the same version on several occasions, and a couple textbooks had some slight variations. He'll draw more from the latter, mostly to avoid any mentions of the Keyblade or Masters.
After a short pause, he starts.]
Well, you know how we all come from different worlds, right? It's said that a long time ago, everyone lived in one World. It was full of light, and so were the people. Everyone was happy. But then some people started to fight over that light, and that's how darkness was created. It was born in their hearts, and as the fighting went on, it got bigger and more powerful. It broke out into war, and a lot of people were lost because of it.
[At this point, he stops looking around at the others and instead settles his gaze on the ground in front of him. It's a reflective look; a sad look. He's been to that ancient battleground, has seen the results of all that needless bloodshed. It's an eerie, unsettling, and depressing memory, not least of all because he nearly lost his own life there on two separate occasions.]
A lot of the light was lost to the darkness, and so were people's hearts. It got so bad that the whole world was covered by it, and everything was lost. But some light survived -- just pieces, in the hearts of children. They used it to rebuild the World, but as a bunch of smaller worlds instead, like we are now. It's like that because the "true light" is still asleep inside the darkness somewhere... and it's said that someday, the door to that light will be opened again.
[Ven looks up again, and this time his smile's back -- although it turns a bit apologetic as he adds,]
That's... all I know, though. If the prophecy said anything else about it, I wasn't taught.
[Although... after hearing Xehanort's true plans, and speaking to Ira, Ven has a guess as to what that "true light" might be, after all. But that's largely speculation, strictly need-to-know, and too serious for a happy time like this, anyway.]
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I've heard it a few times, but this is the first time I've told it.
[His Master told the same version on several occasions, and a couple textbooks had some slight variations. He'll draw more from the latter, mostly to avoid any mentions of the Keyblade or Masters.
After a short pause, he starts.]
Well, you know how we all come from different worlds, right? It's said that a long time ago, everyone lived in one World. It was full of light, and so were the people. Everyone was happy. But then some people started to fight over that light, and that's how darkness was created. It was born in their hearts, and as the fighting went on, it got bigger and more powerful. It broke out into war, and a lot of people were lost because of it.
[At this point, he stops looking around at the others and instead settles his gaze on the ground in front of him. It's a reflective look; a sad look. He's been to that ancient battleground, has seen the results of all that needless bloodshed. It's an eerie, unsettling, and depressing memory, not least of all because he nearly lost his own life there on two separate occasions.]
A lot of the light was lost to the darkness, and so were people's hearts. It got so bad that the whole world was covered by it, and everything was lost. But some light survived -- just pieces, in the hearts of children. They used it to rebuild the World, but as a bunch of smaller worlds instead, like we are now. It's like that because the "true light" is still asleep inside the darkness somewhere... and it's said that someday, the door to that light will be opened again.
[Ven looks up again, and this time his smile's back -- although it turns a bit apologetic as he adds,]
That's... all I know, though. If the prophecy said anything else about it, I wasn't taught.
[Although... after hearing Xehanort's true plans, and speaking to Ira, Ven has a guess as to what that "true light" might be, after all. But that's largely speculation, strictly need-to-know, and too serious for a happy time like this, anyway.]