Kingdom Hearts: False Dreams 2

OOC: Since I haven't posted in a very long time I think it would be best for the thread if I just restart my story with Xero as my main character.

IC: Within Twilight Town, on the very top of the clock tower stood a lone Nobody named Xero. Coming from one who had lost his heart in an intense struggle with Heartless, he was down within the strange and elusive realm of awakening. However, his original being had never been in possession of a Keyblade, let alone two. The question that plagued Xero the entire time was why he had two Keyblades, Oblivion and Oathkeeper, and why he was able to use them with such skill. He had been in possession of the Keyblade known as Kingdom Key, however, that went away soon after his emergence from the realm of awakening. He had then come through a portal in this strange but peaceful town known as Twilight Town and had been an invisible resident of it ever since.

Having no true memories to go off of he only remembered everything up to the point of his strange awakening. In those moments, he had experienced so much, yet learned so little. Why had he been chosen the two (three counting Kingdom Key) weapons of great power? Why was he able to wield them with such precise skill? Why was in a strange black robe that concealed his true identity (he had rather grown accustom to it after a few days)? What was his past life and why couldn't he remember it?" His questions that he submerged himself into had always brought him to absurd dead ends that made his search for answers even more difficult than they already were.

Xero was of a light complex (many of who would say white as his racial orientation), blond hair (that had manged to stay in a sort of upward spiral at all times), blue eyes, and an appearance of what would be a teenager. He stood at the edge of the tall clock tower with his arms crossed as he looked into the sunset. He smiled slightly but then the smile faded soon after. He had one true problem that had a truly profound effect on him. It was the very fact that he was unable to feel any emotions whatsoever. He couldn't feel anger, happiness, sadness, guilt, or even jealousy for that matter. Everything seemed to be nothing for him when it came to emotion, which is why he tried so hard to remember what those things were like and try to reanimate them...only to fail miserably in the process.

Xero was truly an enigma. But not to others. He was truly an enigma...to himself.