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Character(s): Vanitas
Content: Vani finally arrives in the Netherworld. Someone's pressing forward...
Setting: Laharl's Throne Room.
Time: Late evening, maybe?
Warnings: Disrespect for authority.

The previous world had been... Inconvenient. He’d learned to use his Keyblade well-enough there, and he could admit the feral muscle was enjoyable. For the moment, however, it was still better to have his own body back to normal. And now that he’d found this place, he could go to this floor at his slightest whim, too.

The throne room was elaborate, both heated and lit by the small pools of open flame. Pillars looked as if they’d been scraped from rock, and ornate carvings emerged from the back wall. Most of the floor seemed to be made of underlit glass. Vanitas strolled down the royal purple carpet over to the detailed throne topped by a bat.

“They overpaid the decorators,” he commented. With that, he simply gave the throne a hard shove, toppling it. The crash echoed through the vast room.

Vanitas strode out. He had no plan on staying in this world - or Castle Oblivion - longer than he needed to.