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I don't own any of the following characters, locations, items, or any other Square Enix or Disney objects. These stories are based off ideas from the game and in my head.


The sky eased into a pale pinkish color as an orange sun lifted over the horizon of the ocean. The dark night was pushed back by this light, and as it was, a star could be seen shimmering back into existence before it was hidden by the sun. A few people awoke in the world of Destiny Islands. As a whole, Destiny Islands was a calm world, compared to others. People moved about in their daily routines, living on the main island andnever too interested in the other couple of islands. Some claimed that there was no main land, that their world were only the small islands lost at sea.Others chose to believe there was more to the world, new places that yearned to bediscovered. Nowadays, most of the residents are content to live on the main island, while young people are known to spend most of their time on averysmall island some ways out from the beach, seperated from the rest.

This island had no particular name, and nobody had any desire to give it one. The children and adolescents rode out in the small boats common around Destiny Islands. From there, they'd land at a make shift dock that some long ago friends created. The island was intertwined with wooden passageways, a shack, a watchtower, and hidden caves. The young people entertained themselves with fishing, climbing trees, sparring, talking, relaxing, and exploring the hidden areas of the island.

If you had been there about a year or so ago, you would've seen the blackness sweeping in from all sides. How the wood was swept away in tormented fragments. How everyone was lost in an empty area, calling each other's names but never receiving an answer. Everyone felt the time pass, but could not change it. For a week or two, it stayed that way. And then, suddenly, they were all back on the mainland, as if nothing had happened. Life continued, as usual, people happily returning to their old ways, as if not a thought mattered. People sometimes spoke of two boys, one 14, the other 15. They had been lost, the night of the storm. Another one went missing two, a girl of 14. But she came back, unexpectedly, soon after.It was strange, she went and returned, with friends, and the two boys returned also. All of them, older. In one year…so much change. They have all been back but a few weeks. Most of the time they spend on the island, rarely coming onto the mainland. Something draws them to the island. They are almost the only ones there now, sometimes, but rarely, accompanied by two other boys and a girl of similar ages.

This story starts in late summer, a few days after the returning of our heroes, Sora, Riku, and Kairi.