The field was covered in various keyblades and pieces of armor, but no bodies. Not even a single drop of blood. Two thousand or so wielders summoned their keyblades for a war they would not win. I wasn't meant to be on the battlefield, I was supposed to go somewhere else with some others, the Dandelions. Leaving wasn't an option the second the fighting started. Blade to blade I had tried worked my way to the edge of the fight hoping desperately to escape. But I ended up in the center instead, surround by all of the unions. I defended myself without retaliation - I would not contribute to this. The fighting is slowing down now, my body is giving up. I couldn't hear anything but the static in my head and felt nothing but the numbness in my hands. Droplets of water landed on my face as I lay there watching as the hearts of everybody who fought float away. The rain is starting to clear up.
This war was horrible. So many have died in this stupid quest of power, including my friends. All of those who wanted to protect the light, has destroyed it. That's why when my union leader, Master Ava, approached me offering a place among the Dandelions, I had agreed. All of those, who are in the Dandelions, are alive right now - because of her, waiting to return to the world. Not all hope is lost.
Movement beside me catches my attention, and turning my head I see my Chirithy. The grey, cat-like spirit was probably speaking but I can't tell what it was saying, I'm too tired to listen. Wrapping my arms around it and holding it close, tears in my eyes as I closed them. A warm sensation flows through me as let my mind fade, embracing the darkness that awaits me.
After year of sleep, I have finally woken up. To a brand new world, and to a brand new adventure.