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"Your little mascot can keep you company in the void!"
Harsh words, for someone so worthless. Doesn't he know the girl's significance?
"Sora! Protect Naminé! If you wish for her to be safe, deal with Axel first."
The boy's indeed fallen into my trap. How saddening. But, as they say, time is of the essence. Let them duel.
"Obliterate Sora's memory! You have no other choice, Naminé."
"No!"
She wishes to defy me now…does she have feelings for the boy? How amusing! This leaves me no choice, then…
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So, it seems the boy has beaten Axel.
"Welcome to my flower garden. These roses represent Naminé's feelings. You should be grateful, for all she's done for you…"
"You're a dead man!"
I've never doubted the boy's strength...perhaps holding his friends hostage would be a better tactic. Will he leave them all to die?
"Donald! Goofy!"
"Just bring down that sick freak!"
…and I'm a freak? Fools.
"You wish to leave them to their fates?"
"I believe in Donald and Goofy!"
"I don't want to fight you; I just need your help. Don't you want to protect Naminé?"
"Becoming your slave…"
My final moments.
"…WOULDN'T BE PROTECTING HER!"
I've never doubted his strength…it's all…over…now.
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One black rose, flung through the silent, dead air. It landed with a soft thud on the ground. Its beauty; depicted his arrogance. Its thorns; depicted his anger.
Touch the rose; be pierced by its thorns. He had two sides; one of calm beauty; the other of violent wrath. But now it was far too late to see any of that.
A single black rose flung from the site of his grave.
One withered rose.
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Owari