• Can you imagine
    What it would be like
    To have friends,
    To have memories,
    To have family,
    To be trapped,
    In a good way,
    By your memories?

    Can you imagine
    Having a weapon
    That only you could summon
    And use at your own will?


    I'm sure you don't.
    I can imagine it.
    I am it.

    I am Sora.
    I can summon the Keyblade
    A weapon of infinite power
    That only I,
    And one other person,
    Can use.

    I was, at one time,
    A normal person like you.
    Then the Heartless came.

    Friends turned on me.
    Friends were lost.
    Friends turned dark.

    Riku
    Kairi
    Memories of them both.
    All of them lost.

    In order to save Kairi
    I had to release her heart from her body
    I needed to turn the Keyblade on myself
    I did
    My heart was released
    As was hers
    We were Nobodies
    We were Heartless
    We were Organization XIII members

    Our memories slipped away,
    As with our hearts

    Riku was engulfed in shadow
    He had turned into the very
    Thing he so hated before.

    Kairi and I were swept to two different worlds.
    Traverse Town was where I was swept
    I still don't know where Kairi went

    I went to Castle Oblivion
    The only place I had remembered
    But sort of… didn't remember.

    I found a witch
    Naminé
    She told me
    "I can get your memories back!"

    She told me
    "Memories of your friends,
    Family,
    You can be trapped again,
    In a good way,
    In your memories!"

    She told me
    "I can only do it
    If you make it to the
    Thirteenth floor of
    Castle Oblivion!"

    During that hike up,
    I encountered the lord of the castle.
    Marluxia
    He could summon
    A weapon
    Just like me
    Only… it wasn't a Keyblade.
    A huge scythe with flowers
    Growing up the long handle was his weapon.

    I had to fight him.
    I defeated him.

    I met Naminé on the thirteenth floor
    She explained I would have to sleep
    For almost a year
    I wouldn't remember fighting Marluxia.
    I wouldn't remember Naminé.
    I wouldn't remember any of the
    Events at Castle Oblivion.

    I promised I would always remember Naminé
    And stepped into the memory chamber.
    And my chain of memories were being mended
    And put together by Naminé

    I'm still in the sleep chamber, as Sora.
    It was almost like a dream, I guess.
    I saw myself in a black robe
    Fighting off Heartless with my Keyblade.
    Only, it wasn't the yellow-handled key
    Shape it was before.
    It also acted differently, each time it changed.

    I saw Heartless I had never seen before.
    I saw people I had never seen before, too.
    Wearing the same black robe.
    They were fighting with me.
    Helping me vanquish the Heartless.

    There was one of the people,
    Red hair, spiked back.
    He had Chakrams for his weapon,
    And he could summon it just like I could the Keyblade.
    My Nobody befriended him
    When we were done with whatever Heartless
    The leader of the Organization sent us to destroy
    We would meet under a clock tower.
    Eat sea-salt ice cream
    I couldn't taste it, but my Nobody seemed to like it

    That was when I realized
    I was seeing through the eyes of my Nobody.
    I was always referred to as Roxas,
    Not once Sora
    Except for in dreams.
    My Nobody would sleep,
    And would see scenes of everything between
    A battle between someone with there eyes covered
    Wielding a dark Keyblade
    To a girl, drawing what looked like
    Roxas, standing with the other person.
    In the black robe of the Organization

    Several days after joining the Organization,
    I met the newest member.
    She was another Keyblade wielder
    Another of the Light.
    She didn't talk much, when she first joined
    Just as I hadn't.

    When she did start to talk,
    The chakram-weilder and I showed her our spot
    Right under the clock tower
    We'd eat our ice cream
    And then just go back to
    The castle where the Organization XIII dwelled.
    Waiting for the next day to come,
    And more missions from Saïx.

    I learned more and more
    Each day about the Organization's meaning.

    They were there to gather Hearts from Heartless
    Then combine them to form Kingdom Hearts
    Then we, the only gathering of Nobodies,
    Would combine with Kingdom Hearts
    And gain hearts for ourselves.

    We'd get feelings,
    Emotions,
    Be able to make friends,
    Be able to love,
    There would be no more Heartless.
    The Organization would disband,
    We'd all probably never see each other again.

    Xion and I were the only people able to get Hearts
    Because of our Keyblades.
    The people pushed us to our limits
    Of defeating Heartless.
    They sent us after things twice our size, even more.
    They'd send us at enemies,
    Expecting us to do certain things,
    We'd fail, and get yelled at by Saïx
    It was hard, working for Organization XIII

    I'd be paired with the Chakram-weilder.
    We'd defeat Heartless, together.
    We completed all the missions against us.
    We were an unbreakable pair

    Then, on one mission in Twilight Town,
    We were up against three huge Heartless.
    Xion, the Chakram-weilder, and I all took on the mission together.
    We defeated the Heartless.
    All by working together.

    Then, it all went downhill.
    Xion fell into a deep sleep
    And wouldn't wake up.
    Roxas would bring her seashells,
    Place them by her head.

    She finally woke up
    After ten days.
    Ten days of infinite sleep.
    Kind of like where I was now.

    She woke up and put one of the seashells to her ear,
    My Nobody asked her "What do you hear?"
    "The ocean, sounds like a snoring giant.
    Asleep, just as I was." She replied.
    The Chakram-weilder came in and noticed Xion was up
    "Oh! Hey there, Sleeping Beauty" He said
    We laughed. Felt.
    Something Nobodies weren't able to do.

    "Why do you think this happened, Axel?"
    Then I realized.
    Before then, I'd never known the Chakram-weilder's name.
    He rubbed the back of his head. Told us
    "I asked Saïx about it
    He seemed kind of… suspicious about all of this.
    He called you broken, Xion."

    "He what?" I replied.
    "She is NOT broken."
    "That’s what I said"
    Axel replied.
    "He acted like she was a glitched machine.
    As if he knew something about the two of you.
    I think he does…"