I have made a grave mistake.
My study of the "darkness of the heart" began with a simple psychological
test and quickly snowballed.
Spurred on by my youngest apprentice Ienzo, I constructed a massive laboratory in the
basement of my castle.
Unbeknownst to me, my six apprentices then began collecting a large number of subjects on which
to perform dangerous experiments into the "darkness of the heart."
As soon as I found out, I called my apprentices
together and ordered them not only to cease their studies, but to destroy the results of their research thus far.
on earth was happening within the hearts of my six beloved apprentices? While pursuing the mystery of the darkness of the
heart, could they themselves have strayed into its depths?
Yet I remain the most foolish of all, for having begun these
We are not meant to interfere in the depths of another's heart, no matter what our reasons for doing so...
my error plunged me into despair.
A visitor from another world soothed my dejected soul.
A tiny king named Mickey
came wielding a legendary key-the infamous "Keyblade," said to bring both chaos and prosperity to the world.
very knowledgeable on many topics, and we deepened our friendship as we conversed companionably.
Upon his advice, I
decided to review the data obtained at my basement lab.
That is when I discovered the "Ansem Reports."
they bore my name, the only one I had written was number 0.
Apparently he had gone on to pen numbers 1 through 8 himself.
first subject in my foolish experiments.