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And now that the legal stuff is done: Hello, reader. Hope you enjoy. I'll have the next chapters up... later. See ya.
Edit: If you are reading this, then I have finished re-editing Memories of Nobody. Only superficial changes; mostly grammatical, spelling and word choice corrections have been made; character appearances, actions and plot remain as originally written. Also, for those reading this, a final chapter, a preview of sorts, has been left for your enjoyment and to think upon. As of this time, I will be moving on to doing a similar re-edit of The Forgotten Castle, after which work on Sin of Remembrance, the final book of Kingdom Hearts: Memorandum, will begin.
Thinking of you, wherever you are.
We pray for our sorrows to end,
and hope that our hearts will blend.
Now I will step forwards to realize this wish.
And who knows:
starting a new journey may not be so hard
or maybe it has already begun.
There are many worlds,
but they share the same sky –
one sky, one destiny.
She ran, down corridors dark and bright. She wasn't sure how she escaped, or what exactly she had escaped from, but one thing was clear: she was free now, and she hadn't been, and now her only chance was to run.
She tumbled down the hallways and stairs hastily, her short black hair flying behind her with her jacket and tie. Something in the back of her mind told her this wasn't right, but she ignored it. She was too busy concentrating on staying alive. She slashed down the enemies before her, and they crumpled like nothing more than paper dolls. She winced as hard metal and claws cut her skin, but ran on, disregarding her wounds.
Finally, she came to a dead end. She turned quickly to face her pursuers, weapon at the ready. There were too many, and from the sounds of it, more were closing in on her position. She jumped at a sound behind her; turning her head, she saw a black portal open. It was suspicious, sure enough. Like she was being herded to it. But what choice did she have?
Taking a deep breath, she left the world she hardly knew and stepped into the unknown. Anya had escaped her sister.
Walking This Road, Without You,
To remake forgotten promises and meet you at road's end.
In the Undercity, the shadows swarmed and multiplied. One, taller than the rest, with almost human build, looked up into the raining sky, water dripping off its jagged, zigzag antennae. It blinked, slowly. Then it opened its mouth. And from it, came light.
There was a blinding flash of light which sent all the other shadows and neoshadows scrambling, like so many insects of the soil exposed to the sun. It faded, but didn't disappear. In it stood the form of a young boy, tatters of darkness floating around his naked form. They slowly coalesced into the form of a black robe that clothed his body, and his feet, now booted in black, slowly settled on the rain-slick pavement, his brilliant blue eyes still gazing up to the top of the building before him.
His stare lingered upon Memory's Skyscraper before he became aware of the fact that he was being watched. He spun around, his spiky blonde hair spraying raindrops as he faced the newcomer. The man was dressed in a black robe, identical to his own, right down to the silver zipper and chains, only he had the hood up, covering his face.
"Who are you?" the boy voiced. His hands flashed, and in them appeared two weapons, flat blunted blades with glowing orbs inset towards the tips.
"Just another person who seeks the truth," replied the other man in a light tone, smiling easily under his hood.
"The truth?"
"Kingdom Hearts."
"With it, you can be whole again."
The boy spun around to face the new voice. Another hooded figure, identical to the first, but taller, and his voice deeper, more mysterious. The boy paused, but only for a moment.
"What do I have to do?" he asked.
"Join us," said the tall one. The boy nodded. "Well then. You shall be Number Thirteen, completing our order. And what shall we call you?"
"Call me..." The boy paused, as if reluctant to tell them, "Diant. The Shining Warrior."
A scattered dream that's like a far-off memory.
A far-off memory that's like a scattered dream.
I want to line up the pieces…yours and mine.
The boy awoke with a start, looking around in confusion. The bright blue sky dazzled his eyes, as did the vibrantly green fields that seemed to go one endlessly from one horizon to another, only briefly broken up by stands of picturesque trees. He sat up, finding himself in the middle of a crossroads of dirt paths.
"Where am I?" the youth wondered aloud, rubbing his eyes and brushing some of his lanky brown hair out of his face, a futile effort, as it just fell back. "Kairi?" he asked, looking around. He paused then, remembering. "Oh, that's right. She went home. Um… what happened again?"
Looking about, he found himself alone, with no one to question but his own memories.
"Um, well let's see… there was the door to Kingdom Hearts… we closed that and sent Kairi home… but before that… we defeated Ansem... and… and… oh yeah," the boy sighed, his face going from thoughtful to crestfallen, "and before that… we lost Diant to the darkness."
His sulking was brought up short as a portal of darkness opened before him. Inside it stood a man, dressed all in black, a black hood pulled over his head. His build was slender, but strong looking, yet he had a peculiar slouch about him. What little the boy could see of the man's face was covered by a mask. Something seemed familiar, as if he had seen him, or someone dressed like him, before, but the memory escaped the boy's mind.
"Who are you?" he asked warily. The man made no response, only motioned to him with a gloved hand before turning and disappearing into the dark portal. Shrugging, Kir got up and followed him, the portal closing behind him.
Faded memories, reconstructed memories,
And a dream.
A dream of you, in a world without you.
She woke with a start. It was that dream again She sighed and sat by the headboard of her bed, arms wrapped around her knees. When would they come back? Would they ever come back? She missed them so.
Sighing, she got out of bed and got dressed, brushed her glossy red hair, then went downstairs. She barely heard what her parents said as she zoned out through breakfast, her mind far away, thinking of two boys, one young, bright, and cheerful, the other taller, cocky, and confident. Walking down the lane, she stopped at the beach and stared at the little islet where they used to play. A sigh swept through Kairi as she stared out across the waters surrounding Destiny Island. Would they ever come home?
I've been having these weird thoughts lately…
Like, is any of this for real or not?
Visions seared through his mind, leaving confused images of places he'd never been to and things he'd never done. Racing down a tropical beach, running with his two best friends, swimming in the bright afternoon. Simple things. Then the visions became more confused, pictures of fighting, fending off creatures with glowing eyes made of darkness, or other things, white and slippery, almost unreal. The three of them battled across various and sundry landscapes, worlds of all sorts and kinds, finally ending in a castle, high and proud. And then darkness.
He woke sweating and tangled in his sheets. Were those really his memories? No, they couldn't be. He didn't have a best friend, much less two. He was an orphan. All the kids his age were gone; he was the oldest kid there. And it's not that any of the kids at school weren't nice, but… he just couldn't seem to connect with them. These dreams involved friends, true friends, the kind he didn't have. So Daxtin wondered: if these aren't my dreams, whose are they?
Being nobody, being the shadow of somebody…
Broken halves of a fractured whole.
Can I still love you, even if I'm no one?
She wrote in her book, a gentle smile on her face. Everything was going according to plan. There, alone, in her pristine white room, she wrote. Finally, all the pieces were in place it to work. Emeline turned the page, and began writing the next chapter.
"It had all seemed like just another normal day for him…"
