Axel's turn! Xaldin is next. I don't own Kingdom Hearts.
I never realized how much Sora looked like Roxas until this moment. As my eyes blur, from exhaustion, sorrow, or a weird combination of both, the brown hair turns blond and cerulean eyes mist over with unshed tears, almost as though Roxas is somehow forcing me to see him in death. I think maybe it's his way of telling me he remembers…he remembers the fake love crafted from echoes of emotions we can barely feel.
But I blink and he's gone and it's Sora staring down at me, concern in his eyes. We're talking but it's as if my body is no longer my own. I'm thinking that maybe my last sacrificing move was my way to repent for all the sins. I had committed. Killing Vexen, Zexion, betraying my organization, kidnapping Kairi, hurting Roxas in an attempt to make him remember, existing…All things I shouldn't have done. Not that it matters. I paid for the things I did. And maybe, just maybe, I can content myself with the thought that I really had seen Roxas and he did forgive me.
Forgiveness. I think it's all I really needed.
