face the fire
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Eternal punishment is different from what the blonde had thought.
It's evident in the cold hunks of metal and glass – dark skyscrapers – looming over them.
It's evident in the golden-eyed monsters lurking in the shadows, always ready to strike.
It's evident in the hearts floating to the sky, bloody but beating, escaping from the world of nothings.
"We're going to hell." Fire-haired Axel deadpans, a wry grin spreading across his face as his tattoos move in sync.
"No," replies Roxas, all ice. "We're already there."