My side, My story

by Arthur- The fallen keyblader

every night i keep on having the same dream, but tonights the last time i'll have that dream. later on, i would leave, but without any memory of who i was, except my name. but why? who am i? and why am i connected to all thats happening, and all that will

i don't own anything except my ocs. please enjoy my 1st story and my 1st chapter of the epic series.

Ch. 1: these dreams

The evening sun pierced my eyes as i opened them. It took me a few moments to realize where i was: destiny islands. I couldn't beleive it myself, it couldn't be real, could it?

As i looked to my right, i noticed a figure near the edge of the beach. The figure wore some sort of Black latex suit with red forearms, a ripped up black skirt with red outlines, and a pair of black boots with red soles. But the most surprising fact, is that the figure wore a black dome as a mask.

'Why is he here?' I ask myself. As i put one foot forward, the figures head twitched to the right. His whole body followed turning toward to face me. Before he held out his hand, the black mask burned away, showing a sadistic smirk, a pair of golden eyes, and black spiky hair that seem to have defied gravity. Vanitas.

Something was pushing me to move forward. But as I made my first few steps, the water receded. 'No.' I looked up to see a thin line of water, quickly growing, coming closer. I ran forward, reaching my hand out. But before I grabbed his hand, the tsunami swallowed him whole, followed by me. Opening my eyes, I noticed he was still there holding his hand out still, but floating away. That thought still came to me, like a far of echo. 'No.' I tried to swim forward but the force within the waters pushed me back until the biggest force pushed so far causing me to flip over and to fall into darkness.

But why am I still alive? My mouth was open. Shouldn't I be drowning?

"Its not your time yet. But soon it shall."