Prolegomenon: Gifts Are Not Always Wonderful

A little bit of a back-story: I finished reading the first book (The Floating Island) of a little series called The Lost Journals of Ven Polypheme and I love it. I really do. So my idea was "Yeah, let's make a crossover story about Sora and friends adventuring on the sea," and I tried. Looking, FanFiction has everything under the sun except for this series. Sadly, this book will simply be my inspiration.


This marks a basis for a story that many have done. Some have done it successfully, others...not exactly. To save the world from cliche plots, a young girl with a mind brimming with ideas sits down at a desk, grabs a blank notebook, and begins the quest to explain her hopes and dreams in a not-so-simple story about Kingdom Hearts. She has in mind, however, that not everyone has played all the games, and tells everyone that, yes, spoilers are fair game. She also notifies her readers that she is not the "perfect writer" and opens her heart to the constructive criticism of others. One question remains, however, nestled in her thoughts.

"What if I run out of ideas for the brave heroes to go?"

She then decides that it would be best to let other minds share ideas as well. She sighs, stretches, piles up her Final Fantasy cartridges for the Nintendo DS, Disney DVDs, Ultimanias, and VHSs (plural of VHS?) to begin the story. You know, the one that people actually care about.


Total darkness is met with the eyes of the reader. Some may believe that they are inside the almighty great and powerful Kingdom Hears for this introduction. Others, well, others don't really care where they are.

"Oh wow! A meteor shower!"

The reader ducks as words fly past, barely reading: This story will not begin like any other.

"Look, Riku, look!"

The reader is confused. This girl addressing Riku has never been heard before. This time, the reader has to jump as another sentence shoots under the feet: It will not end like any other.

"It's so pretty,"

Where are all these sentences appearing from? the reader thinks as more words fly on by: The heroes will face challenges unseen thus far.

"They set the sky on fire,"

The reader has to run off-screen as huge words begin to fall down from above. Thankfully, they fall into place much slower than the rest: Hopefully, they will survive the fall.

The reader gasps as the blackness becomes a purple wind tunnel, pushing it, as well as the words, back.

New Game?

The reader smacks the white, glowing words before they disappear. Slowly, the area disappears as well, whisking the inhabitant to areas far beyond.