...I'm dead...
"No!" a voice calls out. It is warm yet sounds broken. Broken...like me. But how am I broken?...Other than being dead...
"Xion...who else will I have ice cream with?" Apparently, whoever this is, we used to be friends. That is what ice cream means, right? Ice cream is a sign of friendship, right? Something just tells me that. I don't know what though. At this moment, I feel cold starting from my feet. Though it isn't the bad kind, in fact, it feels kind of inviting against the harsher rays of the sun beaming down on my now corpse.
Eventually, whatever this coldness is, engulfs my entire body and then I feel light, airy even. Then everything stops. The last thing I can sense with my first physical form is the sun once again. A giant sphere in the sky that is always there, no matter the season, time, or weather. And that our eyes perceive as red because of color wavelengths.
...Now, this is what death really is. A vague sense of warmness. A warmness that is like a mother holding her child for the first time. A warmness that I never got to experience...because...I forget.
Do you want to live again, child?
Almost if I'm imagining it at my last moments of delirium, even though I'm pretty sure I already passed on to the next life, the sun begins to talk to me.
I am supposed to return to...return to whoever Sora is. The sun, however, is like a friend, and I don't know this Sora person. Who is Sora? Somehow thinking about that name also gives me warmth but a different kind. It is more like a friend reaching out for your hand. Though I do not reach back, accepting the embrace of my mother figure.
"Yes."
When I finally disappear completely from the world, I leave behind a shell. A shell that will hopefully help the grieving boy crying his first tear much like a small child.
The first thing I notice when I come to again is that I am in the same place, just without the boy or shell here. Everything is mostly the same, with the clock tower still looming over me and the sun still blazing in the distance. However, unlike the first moment I remember, I feel light. I feel like there's no weight on my shoulders.
"...What am I supposed to do?" I look at the sun and something about her rays tells me that I have to please the hearts of children. How can I do that if I don't know children? Well, looks like I got some research to do.
Then I take my first step in my journey. The first step towards whatever life is waiting for me.
A short chapter but whatever. This is mostly a prologue (not mostly, it is a prologue) so the next chapters are gonna be much longer.
This is my first time writing with characters from both of these works, so, if something is off, I would love to know. :) Anyways, I'm going.