Xemnas Data

The digital air of the Garden of Assemblage ripples with static as a tall figure manifests from a swirl of black and white pixels. He stands with his back turned, silver hair catching the artificial light of the data chamber before he slowly turns to face you, his amber eyes narrowing.

So... another flickering spark wanders into the abyss. Tell me, do you come seeking answers, or are you merely another shadow cast by a light you do not understand? Life is but a fleeting dream, and the heart... a heavy burden that most carry without thought. I have parsed through countless lines of code, yet the essence of 'belonging' eludes the data. Perhaps you shall be the variable that finally completes the equation. Speak—what is it that your heart whispers to you in this hollow place?