Dear Fan Fiction,

I'm sexy and I know it.

Yeah, I get to make that pop culture reference. Cause I'm just awesome like that.

Y'know, I'm not sure if I like fan fiction. On one hand, you make me awesome. Which is true, I am. Not denying that. Yet on the other hand, you obsess over that little dark streak I had. And on Stitch's third hand, you're always writing those annoying yaoi fics with me in 'em…

Yet let's just ignore the third one, cause you've heard enough yaoi-ranting in the past 49 chapters of repetitivity. (Don't know how to spell that word, and neither does my editor Noklevername, apparently.)

Thanks to how awesome you put me out to be, that status has actually made it to some of the Worlds! Scrooge McDuck (why does that guy keep coming up in this damn story?) gave me some free ice cream, got some Spinach Puffs from some weird huge guy, dined with Lando, etcetera. Life is good. Well, except for the stuff that leads up to our next point…

What's with your obsession with my 'darkness'? Look, it was only for half of one game!

… And a second game.

… And most of a third one.

But despite that, I've gotten over it. And now I'm back to training my awesome self.

Signed, the Keyblade Master, Riku.

PS, wow, this was a disappointing chapter, wasn't it?

It was a very disappointing chapter, Riku!

Thanks to Hikari-Kurai for the idea to half of this chapter, and Passionheart813 for the other half.

Over 16,500 chapters! Thanks to every person that has had enough free time to read up to this point! Though, if you're reading this thank you, I have to be thanking you, cause... Whatever.

Looks like we're almost done here. Emphasis: here. Dear Fan Fiction, is nowhere near over. More information on that vague statement on the final chapter, Signed, Sora.

If anybody has a question that they want answered for the final chapter, tell me in the reviews, or PM it to me! I'd love to answer your questions. (NOTE: This is not making the fic interactive. I'm just clearing up anything people may be wondering before this story is done. I'll be explaining a few things anyways, so, why not?)

Remember to read, review, and check out my other shit, dammit.