I am... I dunno... Special? This just popped up into my head. It saddens me. .
I also joined the bandwagon. Woot! I'm so delayed, right?
My name is Roxas.
Not Sora.
And I… I can feel.
Hatred wasn't an emotion he had. He didn't feel it—rage, maybe, but hate? No. Not Sora. There was no memory of the scorching under the skin, the burning in the veins. The rush of helplessness, of agony, of pure, unaltered loathing.
Sora never felt that.
But I did.
So do I have a heart? Can I feel?
Why can I, a Nobody, a body left behind, a half-person, feel something my other can't?
An emotion I didn't receive from his memories.
Are we more than nothing? Or am I deluding myself?
And if I didn't have a heart… Why would I care so much? Why do I miss my... my friends? Why do I hurt?
Why, if I can't feel, can I cry?
My name is Roxas.
Not Sora.
And I am not the only Nobody who can feel…
Am I?