So the boy could sense the world's boundaries? Much more than met the eye. What a find indeed. Marluxia nodded, his tea forgotten for the time being. "That it is. There are doors that lead to other floors of the castle, each one with a different world within," he exclaimed. "Each world is made of memories. From one person or from many."

He hesitated before answering the second questions, mainly because there was no answer to them. Not even Xemnas had known. The question was whether he should tell the truth or lie. "None of us know, but its purpose may be tied to the acts members of the organization presiding over this city have taken." A mixture of truths and deceit should do nicely.