Roxas stared down at where Xion was. In his arms. Now she was gone. A tear rolled down his pale cheek. He had killed her. He was a monster. His face was streaming with tears of anger, depression and guilt.
"Please," he sobbed. "Come back..." He knew it was too late, but he continued begging. Later he gave up. There was no use, she wasn't coming back. He looked up at the clock-tower, and he made his way up to the place where he, Xion and Axel would share sea salt ice cream. He looked down, and soon, he leapt.