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The broken noise of a screen, the frizz that you hear as the screen gets confused and messed up and discombobulated. The sound of a machine gone blank. It dies.
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Memories never truly go away. They stay with us, for as long as we can breathe and think. And perhaps even after. Memories…are eternal. One of the few precious things that last forever. Rock hard, solid, sturdy; like diamonds. And though it may seem as though memories can be warped and tampered with, the original will always be engraved in our hearts.
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Memories are not always pleasant. They're quite often painful, and that pain is burned forever in our souls. They speak the truth when no one else will. They make you see…what you really are, what you've really done…what you've really become.
I often wish I could erase all my memories. Break all the chains and ties and throw them away…a clean slate. But that is not possible. It never is.
I don't want to be a monster.
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My memories especially like to tell me about her.
I could draw a picture, if I wanted to: honey blonde hair, pale skin, those acid green eyes that still haunt me to this day. But my memories go deeper past all that…I can still smell her. Very odd, her scent. It was the most sickeningly sweet Darkness I'd ever encountered. It was painful to breathe it in, yet at one point in my life I would've given anything to smell just like her.
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Her eyes were shockingly hard to look into.
They held an unbearable amount of pain and sadness. I never could look her in the eyes. But, peeking through was a little sliver of brilliant Light. So bright it was, it rivaled Sora's. Perhaps she had found her Light in the Dark.
I found mine, too. I just wish I hadn't let go of it.
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I'm guilty of betrayal.
I left her alone, and went off on my own. I broke our promise. I left her behind, while I went on. And I wasn't even strong enough to tell her we needed to part ways. Yes, I'm very guilty. I don't even know what happened to her. I'm not sure if I want to know…
I'd like to apologize, if I ever could. She didn't deserve to be left alone, not again.
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But I'm not sorry for doing what I had to do.
Sora…he needed me. And for that, I would never turn my back on him.
But at the price of me turning my back on her?
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Has Darkness taught me nothing? Has it not taught me to cherish what I have, and the friends that I make? Has it not taught me to never betray someone who had never betrayed me? Has it not taught me to never hurt someone innocent?
But no…no…I will not doubt myself.
What I did was correct. The memories can say what they will, bother me as they like. But I am not a monster. I did the right thing.
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Or did I?
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You can probably guess whose POV this is from. If you can, I'll give you an oversized cookie :)