Guess what! It's another "point of view" story! I had fun with this. After all, who doesn't love an angsty Sora?
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Is it not Okay to Cry?
I'm the chosen one; the one who's supposed to go around and save everyone else. Stay strong for them, bring them the light. My weapon's strength is based off of the strength of my own heart. Everyone has darkness in them, but I'm supposed to stay on the "good" side.
You think that's easy? How am I supposed to be everywhere at once and pull every living soul from the dark void? How am I supposed to free every stolen heart and return all remaining bodies to dust? Why do you expect me to be the one to march into battle with my head high and walk away as though the wounds don't hurt?
Strength, love, faith, light; all the "good" things that I'm told to believe will guide me. Are those the only feelings I'm allowed to embrace? What of pain, hate... fear? Am I not supposed to be afraid? What of that binding horror that sends you into a shock that only after days you can bring yourself to cry?
What of tears? I travel and work from day to day nonstop, searching for what has been lost. And when I finally find what I seek, how do you expect me to just grin and encourage them to keep going on with me? I'm human, and only that. I need rest. I need to let myself cry, to release the pent up dread inside. I need someone there, to comfort me, and tell me that it will all be alright. You all claim I bring you hope, that I'm your second source of light. I need my second source of light.
An extinguisher; that's what all this pressure you push on me is. An extinguisher of my light. Slowly, with your pressing need for it, you drain it away, leaving me empty. If only you would give some back, the night wouldn't seem so dark; some of this burden that rests on my shoulders could be lifted if someone else could help emit the light.
It's not that I don't want to help save the worlds, it's not as though I don't accept my destiny. All I want is for someone to come to take the spotlight off of me, so I can have but a moment to pull myself back together. But alas, no one steps forward; I'm expected to stay strong, as always. So you tell me...
Is it not okay to cry?
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