Aging Gracefully

Sora is fourteen and has just saved the world. He fills the darkness with light, ridding the worlds of Heartless, leaving happy endings in his wake. He lives in a world of heroes and villains, magic and sword, and delights in finding himself a hero. Although he is given warnings that perhaps he is not the peace-bringer he thinks himself to be, he disregards them; because he knows that where the Keyblade leads, good must follow.

Sora is still fourteen and has forgotten that there is a world to save. His key opens doors and is useful for fighting off the threatening shadows, but he doesn't remember where it came from.

Sora is fifteen and has just put the world in terrible danger. He finds himself chained to the Organization, his steps tracked and path plotted out for their benefit. Each swing of the Keyblade tips the scales in their favor as he unlocks heart after heart for their use; and with each well-meaning step, he shatters what peace remains, bringing the worlds closer to ruin. But he cannot break away from them, just as he cannot leave Riku behind, or forget Kairi, or abandon his duty as the Keybearer.

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challenge: irony
words: 200
notes: this was actually probably the third or fourth KH-related drabble I ever wrote, but I apparently forgot to upload it! whoops