-1I'm not crazy, I'm not insane. I'm Axel apart of organisation thirteen, is that not enough for you. What do you expect from a pyro, the castle to remain standing for at least a month?
Good luck.
I'm not anything to anyone, I have no heart, I have no soul. I kill these people without remorse.
Why?
Am I desperate to have a heart, I did have Roxas, now his gone. I'm alone, yet still I care. For a man without a heart I had one when he was there.
I cared, I could feel the non-existent tears coming on, when he said he didn't belong; I cared too much, why? I knew what he said was true.
Desperation.
What was I willing to do, to bring him back? Almost too much, now it's too late. He's back where he belongs, with his other half. I pity him, yet loath him too. He left us, he left me.
Alone.
The key blade wielder is towering over me, he's not evil. He's just like Roxas, same blue eyes, same blonde hair. It's funny, I went every where and got absolutely nothing. Yet it never mattered, I wasn't even alive to start with.
Yet, I think I had a heart all along.
And one more thing before I leave, you still mean the world to me.