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Once upon a time, there was a man from a world called ‘Soul Society’, where people called Soul Reapers help those who should have a peaceful afterlife take them to the Soul Society. In the Soul Society, there exists an organization called the 13 Court Guard Squad for Soul Reapers to perform their duties of guiding souls to the Soul Society and slaying their enemies called Hollows, corrupted beings that used to be the said souls claimed to be left ignored by the Soul Society.
The man of the story, who was born one of the most powerful Soul Reapers, sees power and darkness as a way to defect the Soul Society and temporarily rule the world of Hollows, commanding the most powerful group and waged war on the Soul Society, his intentions are…slightly altruistic yet his methods are dangerously condemned to others. In the end, his former allies were destroyed and HE was arrested by the Soul Society for his crimes against life and death.
Sentenced for a very long time, what should be empty imprisonment turned out to be a tortuous punishment to the Soul Reaper who he and others believed he can be god, which his unfair treatment was heartlessly accepted by none other than the Soul Society themselves to sealed his powers off and beat him until he is more broken. Such punishment could have broken someone to death, but this Soul Reaper was immortal…but not in body and mind.
Because of the merciless torment during his initial sentence and almost got into his extended sentence which not even HE knows, fate has decided to pull him out of the Soul Society and kicked him back to the past of his war as a way to redeem himself by rescuing a group of humans who had powers by bearing demons on the same day. During the strange adventure, this Soul Reaper has his powers reclaimed but powerful than before, saved people with methods not even HE planned, receive love from people he never thought of meeting, bear a demon and other new powers by himself and others to hide the brutal wounds of his past, and even receive a Replica Child that represented his former life through battle alongside his… genuine love.
In the end, the former Soul Reaper succeeded his first adventure of redemption but it appears that it is not the ending, but the beginning of a new and strange adventure ready to make others go insane with fun…
“Khaira. If that is how you summarize what we’ve been put through without making it morbid, then I honestly don’t know what to say about the beginning. But thanks for the nice second half.” A voice commented in amusement of what he and the others in the throne room holding three people are listening from the reader with a chortle, initially confused at first before he relented it with a chuckle. The owner of the voice is a tall and lanky man with chin or neck-length dark chocolate brown hair and eyes, fair skin that looks pale but not as pale as his partner, and dressed in a violet purple trench tailcoat with a long matching purple cloth connecting the back of his coat reaching to his black boots and split in half, a white cuff and glove for the ends of his sleeves and hands, and black pants.
This man is Sōsuke Aizen, but after his imprisonment and first adventure as redemption for his crimes to destroy his former world and become god, he renamed himself Luka Aizen to turn over a new leaf but retaining bits of his former self.
“Hey. I’m trying my best to not write and read it negatively. If I would write stories, I made it brutal at first before giving a hopefully sweet ending, just as a sign of development to show how sinners can change.” The reader complained with a faintly playful giggle and snap her fingers to let the virtual screen of red energy dismissed from her face to show her appearance. The one sitting on the throne with her legs crossed to let a young boy sleep on her lap is a young woman with back-length red auburn red hair with some of her strands colored bright red and indigo blue, a brown-colored right eye, and a large bright pink diamond at the other side of her face for a left eye, and dressed in a sleeveless, red shirt with a matching floor-length skirt that has curved black designs, a slit on each side to show her bare legs and another bright red silk wrapping around her waist.
This is Khaira Zearane, once one of the demon-bounded people Aizen met during his redemption and became a creator deity for her afterlife-class world for both souls and sinners who shall have a life different from their former lives, Aizen included.
The boy sleeping even before the present on Khaira’s lap looks almost exactly like Luka but younger than 10 years old, his skin is slightly tanned than the other, skinnier, and dressed in a white yukata robe reaching to his knees and carries a green-hilted katana. That is Luka’s Replica Child who he and his partner decided to give him his former name, as a promise to raise him better than the real self’s former life, Sōsuke.
“Well, it doesn’t matter how the story goes. What matters is that it has the ending people should be satisfied with. Even if it involves a sinner that also deserves redemption, regardless of how amoral he used to be.” A woman’s voice remarked as Luka face his partner standing beside him and smiled her wonder of the story with a soft giggle, bringing the brunette to chuckle his relief and reach his hand for hers when seeing her raising her arm towards him but tapped her hand on his forearm a few times before she finds his gloved hand and grasp on it. Beautiful and kind-looking yet being the palest of the group, this woman has glowing and wavy-like white hair to her waist and parted away from her face, eyes resembling the night sky by being blank blue and bluish-purple even to the sclera with the irises faintly visible and tiny, glowing white and pink dots moving around the inside of her eyes, and wears a sleeveless white, silken dress to her bare ankles that show the skin of her collarbones, shoulders, and arms with a thin, black string strung up around her forearms to keep it in place, a sort of short, black cloth serving as a sleeve in each arm split in half, and a long, black sash wraps around her waist.
This woman is named Bale, Khaira’s revealed counterpart, one of the people who saved Aizen from the Soul Society’s harsh sentence, and partner in both their adventures and future afterlives.
“So, Khaira. What do you want us for our new adventure? And what do you mean there’s a fourth person that needs help?” Luka enquired as he gently holds his grip on Bale’s hand without hurting her while the two stood in front of Khaira subtly fan her face with her left hand holding a black ceramic mask, to hide her face and diamond eye when necessary while stroking Sōsuke’s head and brown locks with her other hand while he sleeps.
‘How in the world did Ai managed to sleep through all of this?’ Luka wondered his disbelief of his sleeping son in a time like this.
“Since you asked, Aizen; There’s someone from another world who managed to win a powerful war to save the worlds in his realm, but he did something to save his friends by misusing a powerful ability and therefore paid a price to vanish from his realm. Your adventure is to find this person and help him while traveling to different worlds of his realm….” Khaira informed with a soft frown as Luka and Bale silently listen although the former reacts in surprise for this person while the latter blinked her blank starry eyes in curiosity. “…This war is completely different than both the war Aizen waged and the war our friends and I fought and won in our former worlds. From what I gathered, cause the information varies no matter how many times I read to understand, it’s called the ‘Keyblade War’.”
“Keyblade?” Bale muttered with her free hand raised and curl her fingers to touch her chin, pondering the word with Luka turning his head to stare at her face with a curious scowl even when Bale face her creator to ask a question. “I believe it is a powerful weapon that is considered both for destruction and saving worlds. And that those with strong hearts can wield a Keyblade.”
Khaira nodded her agreement with her hand holding her mask lowered to place it on the throne’s arm and raised her now free hand to conjure another virtual screen of red energy with a white keyboard layout, with Luka watching his companion expertly type something with only her left hand until she removes her hand off the screen that disappears for multiple flashes of red and white lights flickering around the throne room and on the air, startling Luka and Bale to almost pull out their weapons yet the former witness the countless lights then manifested and materialized into projections of sword-like weapons that vary in different shapes and colors, constant in size, with the majority of them may or may not look like a key.
‘A Keyblade…’ Luka pondered in astonishment with his attention fixated on these Keyblades. ‘A powerful weapon both for destruction and saving worlds…and people with strong hearts can wield them.’
“Keyblades have powerful strength and magic that can open or close any lock, including gates when traveling between worlds with the Keyblades’ help, and even a heart of a person and worlds. It may not look like it, but Keyblades are excellent at slaying against creatures with and without its magic. With training, you guys can become skilled Keyblade Wielders.” Khaira explained once she slowly raises herself off her throne with Sōsuke held in her arms until she carefully places the sleeping boy on the seat, showing the three a Replica Child sleeping while sitting before Khaira joined Luka and Bale’s side when the three looks around to inspect the different Keyblades circling the throne room with Luka’s curiosity of the Keyblade shifted into the amazement of its capabilities, although something else related to this magnificent weapon attracted the brunette to turn towards Khaira. “And there was a war about it? With the person, we’re going to help?”
“As of now, there were two Keyblade wars. In the first Keyblade War which happened even centuries before we existed, Keyblade wielders fought against each other for light, resulting in darkness consuming every world and everything including people’s hearts. But the light in children’s hearts managed to save the realm, but in the process separated all of its worlds which therefore made a ‘World Order’ and nearly put the Keyblade wielders into extinction, with the surviving members committed to protecting the worlds from darkness. The second, and hopefully final Keyblade War, is the one that put the aforementioned Keyblade Master you guys need to save.” Khaira explained with Luka noticed another virtual screen from Khaira’s powers appear before him and Bale to show what appears to be a young boy with spiky brown hair but sleeping…his appearance on the screen captured Luka’s mixed feeling of concern and curiosity.
“This Keybearer’s name is Sora and before his disappearance by misusing the ‘Power of Waking’ more than once during the second Keyblade War, which his condition of the aftermath is shown on the screen, he and his companions saved worlds from creatures linked to darkness known as Heartless, Nobodies, and others. I’ll get Bale to tell you and Sōsuke more of this since I did gave her knowledge of the Keyblade and the wars before meeting you, Luka. But I can tell you that there are still worlds that Sora hasn’t visited yet and needs saving.”
“Ah. So both helping Sora and save worlds as our mission.” Luka summarized with an intrigued grin of amusement for this adventure after Khaira dismisses the virtual screen, finding himself more thrilled about it than before and having no shame of feeling more excited for once thanks to his experiences of his redemption but also compose himself when needed to make plans. “I’m not surprised that Bale and I won’t get a Keyblade, but perhaps traveling to different worlds and learn about them will be fun.”
A sudden swooshing noise rang the air prompt Luka to look at the side and see Bale holding and seemingly staring at a familiar but simple shape of a Keyblade but completely pure white with the teeth resembling the blade of a Naginata spear, a small but glowing crystal hangs on the long chain connected at the end of the square-shaped handle holding the hilt of the blade as a keychain token.
“I’m sorry, Luka. But I hid my Keyblade from you and the others by changing it into my spear, since Khaira created me to experiment with wielding a Keyblade and its powers.” Bale chuckled at what she is hoping to guess, due to her blindness, of Luka staring at her with his mouth gawking in horror which Khaira tried not to laugh at his reaction even when he shifted his attention from Bale to Khaira for her to assure the brunette man. “Hey, don’t feel bad. Actually, remember when you became Tsunami’s host and he split himself into two to find another demon host? Well, during the demonic war, the others and I met Tsunami’s other host and he allowed Tsunami’s other self to turn into a weapon almost exactly like a Keyblade.”
“Really!?” A new voice gasped in bewilderment with Luka flinching in surprise at the sudden timing of the voice and feeling his arm tingle with everyone watching a sort of pale blue glow of light emitting from his sleeved arm transitioning into a slime-like liquid in a form of a serpentine-like head with no eyes and two black markings with one arrow-shaped marking at its head and a verticle line to the back of its neck. That creature merging itself is Luka’s water demon Tsunami, used to belong to someone else before splitting in half and gave its other self up for Aizen, using itself and its water powers to hide the wounds of his past from view.
“I can make myself into a Keyblade!?” Tsunami asked in amazement.
“Just by appearance but you can make yourself stronger like a Keyblade.” Khaira noted as everyone watch the young creator deity raise her hands and summon another virtual screen but with different colors showcasing a picture of a man holding a Keyblade-like sword but pale blue with the body has glowing brighter blue spikes and black markings on both sides of the blade, the teeth resemble Tsunami’s head, the square-shaped handle is white from Tsunami’s margins, and lacks a keychain. First listening to Tsunami purring its happiness of seeing its other self as a weapon, at the same time hoping if his demon can do the same, Luka glanced at the water demon’s other host to note something peculiar of him which even the brunette realized in surprise.
“Tsunami’s other host…why do I see him as me?” Luka quietly wondered in confusion.
“Oooh! Luka, can you pull out Kyōka Suigetsu and my sword, please?” Tsunami asked after facing its host to capture his puzzlement at its happiness and impatience about his Zanpakutō but without asking, Luka unhurriedly reach his hands towards the inside of his purple suit and pulled out two katana blades, the normal-looking green-hilted katana on his right hand is his Zanpakutō, Kyōka Suigetsu, while the blue-colored katana belongs to Tsunami’s original host before both the sword and demon are inherited by Aizen.
As soon as Luka held his katana swords together, he reacted too late of Tsunami swiftly enter back into his skin at the same time as the blue-colored katana immediately wiggled and transforming into the slightly hard slime liquid that instantly moved and shrouded Kyōka Suigetsu into a large blob of water, surprising Luka, Bale, and Khaira of what is Tsunami doing until the transformation ceased in a second to show the three, two excluding Bale, that Tsunami has transformed Kyōka Suigetsu into its Keyblade form from the picture but the hilt Luka is still holding remains Kyōka Suigetsu’s.
“Yaaaaaaayyyyyy! I’m a Keyblade!...Sort of. But I still look like a Keyblade! I’m calling myself… The Raging Tsunami!” Tsunami cheered in happiness with Luka first stare at his new weapon in bafflement and gives a few, faint swings of the weapon in amazement, not seeing Bale’s Keyblade glowing white for a second before dispersing in large spheres of light that disappears on the air for Bale to lightly clap her hands in happiness while Luka’s mouth shakily curl into a smile softly grew in amazement. “Wow! That’s amazing!”
‘Kyōka Suigetsu. What do you feel about this new change?’ Luka mentally asked his Zanpakutō for the spirit to respond in his mind by softly exclaiming with a satisfied sigh at first before declaring with confidence. “Well, Sōsuke. Tsunami’s body is surprisingly cool for a water demon, but it's soothing for me and I do feel our strength colliding like mixing Spiritual Energy. I think it’s effective since Tsunami loves it like this. So let’s save this Sora!”
“Hold on a minute!” Luka and Bale turned their heads to face Khaira when her virtual screen from her powers changed from a picture to some more white letters and keyboards once she stopped them from asking her to start their adventure, to their surprise from seeing anger and determination on her face. “You guys are not leaving yet…without a new change of clothes!”
That dumbfounded Luka and Bale more than Tsunami’s Keyblade transformation with both look down to their clothes…just for their entire forms to glow blinding light for a few seconds before the lights went out for the two to back away with a gasp and feel their bodies with their hands stroking against their clothes, with Luka looking at the both of them to see he is still holding the Raging Tsunami Keyblade and their clothes have indeed changed.
Bale’s dress has changed to be a simple white knee-length summer dress with a string around her shoulders as a sleeve and pockets at both sides. As for Luka, his clothes are complicated but also comfortably flexible: a large and open floor-length cloak with a wide hood on his head, purple with black linings, a long, golden piece connecting the hood in place and resting on his collarbone, and draping on his shoulders and back, and two black sashes of cloth wrapped around his forehead. Underneath his cloak, Luka is wearing a backless, skin-tight-like black shirt that covers his neck and tucked in his new, baggy dark purple pants that could be large for his legs, a long and wide, dark pink sash around his waist and hanging down to his legs and black combat boots, a white bandana-like cloth tied around his collarbone, a baggy, purple detached sleeve from his forearm to his wrist on each arm, with the back of each sleeve bearing a long sash reaching to his knees, and black gloves.
“When starting a new adventure, people need new clothes! But for Aizen; Since Tsunami is going to be more of a Keyblade-Esque than armor to hide your permanent wounds, I figured you need some new accessories that could conceal them if you don’t have Tsunami.” Khaira revealed with a proud smile and watch Luka and Bale look and feel their new clothes in dismay at the surprises they have been receiving right before they will start their adventure, with Luka noticing Sōsuke has his clothes changed right as the three hear soft gasps from the boy’s mouth to see him waking up with a quiet yawn and worn in a black shihakusho yukata Luka recognized but bigger than the child’s body to hide his arms, hands, and feet, and a white sash around his waist to hold the replica of Kyōka Suigetsu at his left side of his body.
After a few more minutes of calming down from these surprises, Luka releases a harsh sigh before relaxing himself to calmly smile his appreciation. “Khaira…I don’t know if you’re still the same little girl who we both save each other, or you’ve matured.”
“I wish to be both.” Khaira answered with a confident grin although the sudden soft scowl of determination on her face alerted Luka to express perplexity but composed for him, Bale when she is done feeling her dress with her hands, and Sōsuke after climbing off the throne to join their side and listen to what is more they need to know from Khaira for this adventure, pulling out what appears to be a blue star-shaped crystal with the top left tip removed for the green and yellow – colored object shaped like a thunderbolt sticking out as it connects to two stars inside the crystal, and the big green star has a hole for the smaller star.
“Some worlds could be an unknown world or the past of a world Sora might have visited during his time saving it. But like our former worlds, we’re not supposed to reveal other worlds to the inhabitants of each world. So you must keep your identities a secret unless you or someone knows you’re from another world. I’ll be in contact with you guys through Bale so don’t be surprised if she tells you my name. Take this…”
With her left hand free after she shakily grasps Luka’s gloved hand with her right, Bale felt her creator softly place what appears to be a star-shaped glass object on her hand to hold it in front of her and Luka’s faces to inspect. Suddenly Luka, Khaira, and Sōsuke watch the star stone immediately glows and fills the room with another bright light before Khaira and Sōsuke witness Luka and Bale disappear and transform into a large flash of blue light formed into a light, flying upwards while bouncing wildly multiple times on the air with stars manifesting from each bounce until it stops when the light taking Luka and Bale disappeared as well, leaving the creator deity and Replica Child in the former’s throne room staring at the ceiling.
“Mother! Father!” Sōsuke called out at where Luka and Bale were last seen in disbelief.
“Don’t worry, kid. Your parents are powerful so they can handle whatever trouble they get into…even double. I got something important for you to help for your family’s adventure.” Khaira assured with a kind smile after concealing her face with her mask and raised her hand for Sōsuke to nervously hold onto the one diamond-eyed girl, feeling the wind blowing around them with his eyes closed as Khaira use her powers of darkness to shroud the two of them. After what appears to be minutes, the sensation of wind dimming until it is gone brought Sōsuke to slowly blink his eyes and look around to find him and Khaira standing in a courtyard of a metallic-like castle in the middle of the starry night where a colossal diamond-shaped energy of violet light floats above the castle with tiny streams of different colored lights circling the diamond in every direction.
In front of the fountain, which Sōsuke spotted it first, appears to be a small body with Khaira removing her hand off his for the young Replica Child to hurriedly run towards the body and kneel to see it is a boy younger than him with spiky brown hair, tanned skin, and dressed in a white T-shirt with a v-shaped neck, blue linings, red shorts above his knees with a maroon pocket on each of the sides, and brown sandals with orange-yellow straps around his feet. And from seeing some movement of his chest going up and down, Sōsuke can confirm that this boy is sleeping even before the latter tiredly blink his eyes with a groan before another blink woke him up to reveal his blue eyes.
“W…Where am I?” The younger boy asked with his expression changed from surprise to fear once he sluggishly raises himself from the grass with Sōsuke raised his sleeve – hidden arms in case if the boy falls until he managed to not do so for the two boys to sit in front of Khaira yet a painful sensation shot through the child’s mind to grasp both sides of his head with his hands and groan and whimper in pain. “Ow! My head hurts!... Huh? H-How come…I don’t…”
“You don’t remember anything.” Khaira bluntly admitted once she slowly lowers herself to sit in front of the fountain with Sōsuke and the boy turning their heads to face the masked creator deity albeit both boys flinched in fear of seeing a pair of glowing red crying-like eyes as the mask’s details with the two hastily wrapped their arms around each other in an embrace before Khaira continue explaining without noticing their fear. “Sora. You may not remember, but you did something that brought you here without your memories and had your appearance changed. But people you know are searching for you in different worlds yet it will be dangerous if they see you in your new form and without your memories. Which is why, to also help Sōsuke and his parents with their adventures, I want the four of you to travel through different worlds and help reclaim your memories and powers.”
“An adventure?” The boy called Sora wondered with his fear of Khaira slowly decrease for Sōsuke to see the sudden sight of childlike excitement on his face which startled the Replica Child to remove his arms off the boy when he and Khaira listen to him wondering aloud while looking around the area in amazement. “Wow! That sounds fun! I wonder if my best friends Riku and Kairi are with me! The three of us promised that we can go on an adventure outside our home! Are they here? Riku! Kairi! Hey, where are you guys!?”
Sōsuke watched Sora run a few steps away from them and raised his hands closer to his mouth before opening calling out the names of his best friend, with the young Soul Reaper’s bewilderment increasing until he turns his attention to Khaira when she responded to capture Sora’s attention to stop calling and look at the two in perplexity. “I’m sorry, Sora. But your friends aren’t here with you right now… but hopefully, they’re looking for you. Please come back to our side. I need to tell you more of your situation.”
“T-They’re not here? But…what’s going to happen to me?” Sora asked in apprehension after a few more spins to see that his friends Riku and Kairi are not with him to hastily run back towards the masked lady and the boy she called him Sōsuke, sitting next to the latter for the former to continue elucidating of what happened to him, hopefully, more on why he cannot remember anything except his name and his best friends. “Sora. Your memories will come back to you in no time, but until then… you must be with Sōsuke and his parents when they want to help you regain your true self. I’ve sent Sōsuke’s parents to some of those worlds where they can look for the two of you while also train themselves with their new abilities. Only when you know who you are you are capable to look for your friends.”
Sora and Sōsuke first look at each other with the uncertainty of this adventure with the former trying to think what he can remember only to pout when he indeed remembers only his name and his best friends, while the rest of his mind is fuzzy to not make it out yet he can feel his heart aching painfully at the same time. If what she said is right, then Sora has to believe that he can help Sōsuke and his family help him through an adventure.
“I’ll do it…I’ll help Sōsuke with whatever I can to make me remember!” Sora agreed with a happy smile that snapped Sōsuke out in befuddlement of the response when Sora continues talking to Khaira about his decision. “…Even though I promised Riku and Kairi to be together in our adventure, I think it’s more fun if I get more friends to help me like I want to help others! Just you wait, worlds! I’m heading there and you better remember the name Sora when I do!”
“Lady Khaira? Are you sure this can help Sora remember his life? I mean…isn’t it dangerous even for Sora at his form?” Sōsuke whispered his worry as the two watches Sora openly declare at the night sky with a laugh yet Khaira does not show anything from her mask except for the bemusement in her voice when she responded to the brunette boy with a shrug of her shoulders. “Well. Like the three of you, Sora was once a powerful fighter and with your help to regain his memories, he can handle himself. Another thing about Sora that I know that could help you and Luka is that he is good at bringing others to his side. No matter how wrong you both would and used to be, Sora can bring you back to your senses with forgiveness. In a family sense, think of yourself as Sora’s big brother that could protect him and at the same time, have fun for once with Sora’s help.”
“Yeah! I always wanted a big brother! I hope we can get along, Sōsuke!” Sora interjected what he overheard their conversation as Sōsuke acting as his big brother which made him happier to sit back on the grass and closer to the other brunette boy’s side while he pondered about this conversation...feeling his heart growing lighter at the thought of what Khaira said about Sora’s capacity to forgive and being a big brother, since he can remember how he always wanted a sibling and hated being alone in his former self through Luka.
Continue to be fuzzy by these sensations in his heart and soul, hoping these can help him be more…human, Sōsuke nervously smiles to both Khaira and Sora with his mind made up to look at the latter also grinning at him. “S…Sure. I’ll be a big brother and help Sora remember!”
“Yay!” Sora cheered as the two boys hurriedly glance at Khaira when she spoke to attract the two boys who quickly hold one of their hands together. “Alright. Now, make sure you two stick together while I send you to your first world. You’ll meet Sōsuke’s parents there when they’re done with the other few more worlds before you do.”
Hesitantly but filling their hearts and minds with determination, Sōsuke and Sora hold each other in another embrace when they watch Khaira raises her hands in front of her face and conjure a familiar red screen of energy in front of her face again, expertly typing something with her fingers quickly until she finished with the screen disappear in a blink of an eye and watch both boys immediately have their bodies glowing bright red changing into white for a minute before the light grow and burst into a faint explosion of white light before disappearing into nothing, leaving Khaira alone in the courtyard once she lies on the grass with her arms crossed under her head to stare at the night sky shining above her.
Suddenly, something clicked on her mind to mutter a sentence she did not even know about it until now. “…May your heart…be your guiding key…huh?”
Journal
Luka/ Sōsuke Aizen: Once a power-hungry and corrupted Soul Reaper from his world, to a, hopefully to him, redeemed fighter assigned in his final mission to assist Sora in his new condition and earn a place in a new life alongside his sweetheart Bale and their replica Child Sōsuke. Since his water demon Tsunami can turn into a Keyblade and retain his powerful Kidō of his former life, Luka will make the impossible possible! Luka, or notably Sōsuke Aizen, unravels in Bleach (2001)
Bale: A Keyblade wielder made by her creator deity, Khaira Zearane, to assist and redeem Sōsuke Aizen from his former life and take him to her realm for a new life as Luka, accepting of their newfound love that changed the both of them. Whatever you do, NEVER call Bale blind because she’ll not hesitate to destroy whoever that does.
Sōsuke Aizen (Replica): A Replica made sometime during his original self’s redemption story, as a child to represent Luka’s initial innocence of his former identity, for Luka and Bale to raise him as a better person. Even though he shows fear of what shall happen to him and his family, he will not cower of aiding his assistance to Sora and use his and Luka’s abilities. Like Luka, he unravels in Bleach (2001).
Sora: A powerful Keyblade wielder that stopped the final Keyblade War, but paid the price of misusing the Power of Waking to become an amnesiac child. Despite his conditions, Sora dreams of adventure with not just his dear best friends, but also others as he willingly joins Sōsuke and his family with their adventure to rebuild him. He is the Key in Kingdom Hearts (2005)
Khaira Zearane: An initially masked creator deity that was once a human with dark and demonic powers from her youth, to the savior of souls deserving for a better life in her realm she created, including sinners like Aizen. Since she saved Aizen and vice versa, she knows that deep down, those with darkness in their hearts are also victims despite the severity of their crimes.