He was my friend, there til the end and a little after. I needed him as much as he needed me. I wanted to just dive into the darkness and retrieve them- but of course, my life isn't as easy as one expects. I'm still a human, right? I can't walk through walls or use heat vision. I don't dare say I can't fly cause, well, I can. I was a 1st CLASS SOLDIER. Sadly, being in this warrior unit came at a cost. I was a living experiment just like everyone else. Hogo wanted the perfect copy of an Angel and got Monsters as the end total. I was probably meant to be a Monster too, just like Zack, but before the darkness could attack, the light came back and defended the rest of my heart. I don't have a lot rest, and most of it went into my friends, my family. I have so many hearts connected to mine.

Please, don't mistake me standing on the ledge of light or darkness, about to plummet into one or the other. Sometimes, we have to live with both. There can't be light without darkness, nor darkness without light. They have to be balanced in a perfect harmony- not the light overpowering the dark or the dark over the light.

Huh, harmony. A word that isn't used a lot anymore. I used to enjoy looking at that heart-shaped star in the sky, but knowing that I help making it bigger for the Nobodies' sake makes me want to puke. Oh, I forgot to tell you. I am pretending to work at Organization 13. With this, yes, they took most of my light memories away, and replaced them with horrible nightmares of the light attacking me, trying to kill me repeatably. I hold back the tears I want to cry, the anger that could possibly destroy everyone within a billion light years from me. I have to remind myself sometimes Xehanort will try to mess with me, especially me because I was once one of his vessels for the x-blade.

I remember all the members from the Organization. They were all young bodies with dreams for the light, sharing it with everyone too. Some of them worked at Disney Castle in the Gardens. Some were some of the scientists for the king, only becoming the living vessels for Xehanort's true Organization 13. Despite these facts, they are lead to a false dream- of receiving their own hearts as Nobodies from Kingdom Hearts. They don not expect me to know this, but I do, and even if I wanted to tell them I would be eliminated.

This is my own story which I have chosen to write down in a journal for the sake of those like me. My friends depend on me and I refuse to let them down. I can't bear to make the same mistake twice. For now, as of the Organization's rule, my name is Zexial, number XII replacing another member after a rouge accident. And hey, once you read this, don't dare put it away, I need more comrades for Twilight. The balance is wrecked and broken, I need help to restore the bond. This is, the Darkside Chronicles- the chronicles of how the masters were brought back and the darkness was reduced and the war is won for the light.

To wrap it all up, my true name was Mako. I am a warrior from the world where the darkness stuck first. I can use the darkness, but if I use it too much I go mad from the battle in my heart. The light I have left is diminishing at the second. My friends are scattered across the worlds and aren't of much help.

The worlds need my help from being overruled by the dark. I am the Dragon of the universe. My heart is both ruled for the dark and light. Don't worry, it's hard to get me pissed.

Standing on the edge of Twilight Town, readying my corridor for my RTC. I feel the presence of another behind me.

"What do you want?"

"The memories are almost ready. You have the rest." he said. I held my hand and opened the portal to my room.

"No. They aren't his memories I have. He might have just lost a couple. No matter- he'll get them back anyway. You have already stated that there's nothing he can't do, right/" I walked into the portal. My room was white with a bed and a side table. On it, I kept the only thing I can actually remember from my days before the organization. A gray metal star with a chain connected to it. I observed it often, wondering and trying to remember my days. My memories are fading away every night with the dreams I have. The others don't complain, not that I have, and awaken with shining faces. Saix has confronted me with the lack of sleep I've been having. Laying awake for nights on end, just because of those stupid nightmares. For now, I lay down, looking outside at the phenomenon called Kingdom Hearts grow from the hearts I collect.Oh yeah.. I forgot that the new member number twelve arrived with the power of the keyblade. I held out my hand to reveal my own, dark and gray with a shining resemblance to my sword that lay under my bed- probably collecting dust by now. Slowly my eyes drifted off into a sleep. I could not loose more precious memories. The problem with this is,

Xehanort is alive, and younger than before.