Maps

Day 730

It's been a year since Xion left. Where did she go? I miss her every day. The way she smiled. The way she laughed. Even the way she was at the very end of her time here. I feel like my heart is looking, searching for the piece to fill the Xion shaped hole in it. Who else but her understands what it's like to be lost in the black and white? Nobody can replace Xion. No one seems to remember her. But I do. She was my complementary keyblade. The Oathkeeper to my Oblivion. The light to my dark. I don't care if she was a replica. And I killed her, I brought her "heart" to a stop. For good. I have to get out of here. I can't stay anymore. The halls of castle oblivion echo back her short life to me. I want her back.

Get me out of my prison in this section of Sora's heart. Let me find her here. I can feel her. I'll follow the map thet leads to you, Xion.

I need you to fill all my "heart."

LET ME OUT.