Me: Yeah! I'm finally back after... two months?

Kizu: Took ya long enough.. I had to nag you the entire way through

Me: Shut it... ._.'' Anyway~ I hope you enjoy the modifications! I'll make sure to tell you how much I changed or if I didn't change at all-

Kizu: Which is unlikely. You also messed up a lot when you first re-posted this chapter and had to revise it for the 5th time or so.

Me: Stop interrupting!

Kizu: Okay okay..

Me: Anyway... I didn't change much here... Oh and I fail at beginnings...

Kizu: Tell me about it. By the way, Eve here doesn't own Kingdom Hearts.

Me: But I do own Kizu!

Kizu: ...Yay?


I, Kizu, am human. I have straight and long black hair and sea blue eyes and I was merely 10 when I first found out about Kingdom Hearts and the Keyblades. Studying for nearly 4 years under my kind mentor, Ansem the Wise, I learned about different worlds and about Heartless and Nobodies. He always said that I caught on quickly, but I never understood what he meant by that.

When something happened to him, he told me to run. As both my tutor and father figure, I willingly followed his orders. He told me that one day, I would see him again.

I ventured out, on my own, for the first time in many years. But after some time, I realized that I was an outsider in a world, or several worlds, where other people belonged somewhere.

Strange things started to happen the more I get upset. And when those strange things happened, the people around me simply backed away, without a second thought.

So… I decided to hide myself. I didn't want to get hurt anymore, so when I came in front of a problem, I ran. I was too scared to confront them. Trying to avoid the fact that I was a mere coward, I hid my emotions too. The guilt and pain along with the happiness that came with living life "to the fullest." I just didn't want to deal with it anymore.

I'm scared.


Sitting on the ground with both knees drawn up to my face, I was choking back my tears. It was night time and dim rays of light from the skyscrapers' windows shone the quiet alleyway. With both of my hands tightly clutching my chest, I tried my best to hold back the overflowing pain. Too many feelings were going through me: anguish, nostalgia, but most importantly isolation. Just a few months after I left Ansem's study, I met more hardships I could handle and now that he sent me away, I didn't have anywhere to run back to.

"I want to run away and lock them all away," I whispered to myself, "All of them. My… feelings."

"You can," an oddly familiar yet unfamiliar voice answered.

"What are you talking about?" I instinctively and doubtfully replied, "I can't just disappear. And how can I throw away my feelings without becoming a Nobody?"

A man with a black trench coat walked out of the shadows and toward me, holding out his black, gloved hand. He had the hood on so I couldn't clearly see his face but for some strange reason, it felt like I knew him from somewhere. "You're quite well informed."

"Who.. are you?"

"Come with me and I'll show you a place where you can disappear." His voice was deep and had an ominous feeling to it.

"What do you mean? Answer my question!"

"You want to run away, don't you?" he interrogated instead.

"H-how did you find me?"

"You might not know me but I've heard about you and your intellect."

"Tell me your name," I demanded.

He paused but then answered, "Xemnas."

It took me no longer than a split second to remove the "X" in his name and rearrange it to form an Original's name. I gasped and mouthed, "Ansem."

He held out his hand and I subconsciously took it, believing that it was my former mentor. He opened up a black, oval portal and guided me through it. I saw nothing for a minute, but then re-focused my eyes. I had walked into a large, round room, where there were high, white chairs. Thirteen to be exact.

"Where did you take me?" I asked trying to hide my small hint of fear.

"The Castle That Never Was," the man answered, taking off his hood, revealing amber eyes, layered grey hair, and dark skin, "Welcome to your new home."