I sighed, standing up from my bed. The old metal springs churned loudly from the shifting weight. I reached over to the curtains, and pulled them shut roughly, the metal bar made a shrill creaking sound, sliding a bit farther off the wall above the window. The light still shone through the thin fabric.
That damn moon. I've always hated it so much. It, of course, isn't the real moon, simply Kingdom Hearts, hovering above this ungodly chunk of non-existence. It's always night here, always the same darkness. Always. Why is it that the only source of light in this endless obsidian, is what we've been trying to darken this whole time? Failure. Failure that has doomed us to non-existence. Who cares if we fail, right? I can't. It's impossible for me to. I cannot hate, cannot love, I can't truly exist. I can only remember and pretend. But I can choose. I can choose to discover what I am. I'm tired of pretending, tired of impending failure, and I'm tired of that damn light.
I scratched some words down onto a small scrap of paper. The ink smeared my weird handwriting a little. I don't know why I wrote it. Those words just came. They meant something, I felt like I had heard it before. The feeling was vague, but there, that's all that matters. I crumpled the paper, shoving it roughly into my pocket before heading out onto the streets. I tried to ignore the footsteps behind me.
"I would." Axel sighed as he watched the last of the swirling black vortex fade away. I can't believe he's gone. I-I just don't get it. Why? He cast his vision downward, emerald eyes met with a small scrap of dancing paper. Axel bent over, capturing it in a gloved hand; he smoothed it out with his fingers, instantly recognizing Roxas' handwriting.
There are many worlds
But they all share the same sky
One sky, one destiny
All but one
Then he understood.
A/N: Ah, yes another 2AM inspiration. Go me :D Anyways, just felt like writing something. So I tried experimenting with first person, to see if I'm any good. Please R&R. See ya laterz alligators.