A/N: Post-BBS.
Thanks: Olive Josh, MonMonCandie and xXxGothicButterflySpiritxXx. :)
38. Scar
The room was dark, but Xehanort's scars almost seemed to glow faintly. He watched said thin scars on his stomach in the mirror, as he slowly traced his cold fingers over them. It really sucked not to be able to remember how he got them in the first place.
Sometimes he wondered… who in the world was he, really? They said that every scar had a story, and it seemed that his scars were trying to tell him something important… But what could it be?
If it was so important... how was it possible for him to forget about it?
