The Heartless gave the door another try, throwing itself bodily against it, but once again it did nothing. It could feel the hearts just on the other side of the barrier, could tell how they were twisting with emotions: conflict, uncertainty, anger, fear.
It wanted those for itself, wanted the good feelings and the bad, wanted to be anything but a void.
And in the end, something clicked in its limited mind, and it realized there was another way around the door. The Anti-Form's body literally melted into the ground, becoming a puddle of darkness against the floor, moving through it. It allowed it to slide under the door as if it was nothing.
The dark spot might be difficult to notice even when it appeared in the hallway, as there weren't many lights to judge by and the hall itself was so dark. Still hidden in the floor, the Heartless started to move around behind the two targets. Maybe this time, it would succeed.
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It wanted those for itself, wanted the good feelings and the bad, wanted to be anything but a void.
And in the end, something clicked in its limited mind, and it realized there was another way around the door. The Anti-Form's body literally melted into the ground, becoming a puddle of darkness against the floor, moving through it. It allowed it to slide under the door as if it was nothing.
The dark spot might be difficult to notice even when it appeared in the hallway, as there weren't many lights to judge by and the hall itself was so dark. Still hidden in the floor, the Heartless started to move around behind the two targets. Maybe this time, it would succeed.