Zexion raced to the castle entrance the words "Why,Why?" running relentlessly through his mind the crevace deep in his chest intercepting any possible came to an ubrupt halt silent at the sight before him Deymx blood covered stumbled through the ivory coloured door now stained a bold shade of red "H-Help Z-Zexion" he choked Zexion still transfixed on Demyxs wounded form slowly approched invisible feelings countering emotion catching deymx as he slumped into his arms deymx gave an intense cough through which Zexion realised exactly how hurt deymx actually was. Zexion held him close as it was all he knew "P-please" deymx's voice strained under the pressure of his wounds his blood flowing relentlessly Zexion moved him and in unknowing haste forced the door to darkness to appearance in what he thought was the hopes of saving his..no "he is just the remainder of what once was...just like all of us..nothing more" as he thought this he felt Deymx's warm ebbing breath on his face he closed his eyes to the familiar sight of everlasting darkness suddenly his body began moving unaccompainied by his existance now appearing to only be within his mind "stop Stop" he begged as he felt deymx slide from his grip a paniced motion erupted from deep within Zexion he could feel the dark corridors altering pressence "I have to leave.." turning he knew this act was deciding a swift rush of wind sent him recoiling backwards into what felt like direct submission a moistened embrace the familar sense of concentration on any effort but the one beneficial to the moment "deymx I cannot promise anything".