[The character flashes between them in red and impresses itself on the side of Axel's neck. His body dissolves into the light and re-forms as a Keyblade, both the handle and the blade resembling the two spiked wheels of his own weapons.
As Axel takes his new form, the bond between them, too, takes shape, and the knowledge Axel's lost -- the image of his own death: fire, and the ebbing away of his last substance into nothingness as he lay on the not-quite-real ground of the corridor of darkness and opened one last portal.
Hey, Axel thinks, pleased. He's a Keyblade again. How about that!]
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As Axel takes his new form, the bond between them, too, takes shape, and the knowledge Axel's lost -- the image of his own death: fire, and the ebbing away of his last substance into nothingness as he lay on the not-quite-real ground of the corridor of darkness and opened one last portal.
Hey, Axel thinks, pleased. He's a Keyblade again. How about that!]