It's honestly very difficult to write atm after what happened on Capitol Hill Jan 6th. Like. The only reason I posted the final chapter of Misfits to Wayfinders that evening was because between the 5th in the evening and the morning of the 6th before that happened, I had 11 of the 13 pages written. Late on the 6th I finished and posted after writing the final bit and proofreading. I came home from work on the 7th and stayed in bed for the better part of 20 hrs.

Please R&R!

TW: Blood, bodily harm.

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To say things were… tense when Riku woke up the next day in the guest room was a bit of an understatement. Ava seemed to be treading cautiously around Skuld, Skuld seemed particularly incensed by Ava, and Sora was dead to the world sleeping.

Which would have been a comfort except he looked to still be having a migraine despite the pain medicine Ludorr had given him (with a few to spare on the nightstand). Riku was also stressed to note weird spider vein-like white lines had appeared all over his visible skin from a Thundaga shot directly into his body, his neck the focal point of the damage.

Riku had never seen such severe direct damage from Magic since it normally came from a distance in battle.

He rubbed his head as he heard the front door open, Ludorr's soft tones speaking to the girls.

Riku sighed as he sat down by Sora in the same chair he'd occupied yesterday, "What sort of place have you ended up, Sora..?"

A Chirithy popped up on the bed, startling Riku as it waffled, "S-sorry! Didn't mean to scare you, Riku!"

The silver haired teen stared at the Dreameater confused, "Have we met?"

Chirithy hummed as it tapped its chin, "Well yeah! You were a toddler last I saw you with Ava, but-" It slumped, "I guess you wouldn't really remember."

Riku tilted his head, "So you're… Ava's Chirithy?" He understood the idea of them because of Ventus's, but it was still a little odd to be meeting more when they were supposed to be… ancient? Gone? He wasn't sure.

Chirithy nodded, "Yup! Skuld has one too. Oh." It paused, "And so does Brain- er, Ludorr?"

Riku frowned. Brain? He… he'd been approached by that Memory in the Castle-

"Luxo- Ludorr has a Chirithy too?"

Chirithy nodded, "Mmhmm. It was too hurt to reveal itself until yesterday though, it seems. He'd been pretty convinced it hadn't made it after the first time he became a Nobody." Riku raised an eyebrow as it tilted its head, "We were talking."

Riku rubbed his left wrist, "With who?"

Chirithy squinted at him a moment, "The three of us Chirithy were talking. We were happy they'd made it back. If our Wielders suffer bad enough physical trauma, we suffer it too."

Riku's eyes widened, "So if someone's Heart was split in half, would their Chirithy also be split in two?"

Chirithy's eyes widened in horror, "That would- that would probably kill our Wielder, let alone us! If both of us did manage to survive, it would… Hurt. A Lot, I'm sure." It shuddered at the thought.

Riku slowly nodded, wondering how Ventus's had survived.

It had mentioned its connection to Ventus was pretty severely damaged, but clearly there was just enough of one to keep it alive. It had been ten years, it could've healed by the time it rejoined with Ventus.

Chirithy observed Riku in what he could only guess as fascination, "Y'know, long, long before Sora was born, before Ava was even aware of him, Sora could connect with me." The teen gave him a bewildered look, "And now you, as his best friend, are somehow a Dreameater for his sake."

Riku looked away to Sora's sleeping face, ruffling his silver hair self consciously, "Uh, yeah. Our Mark of Mastery went badly… and I didn't even realize anything was wrong until it was way too late."

Chirithy hummed as it moved up the bed to Sora's face to lightly pet his temple, "His Sleep is a Healing one."

Riku nodded, "I figured… But he still looks bad."

Chirithy nodded, "His Heart was very badly damaged. The fusion between him and the other Heart that was hidden within… it's not exactly the best case scenario, or perfect. Ava… I'm not absolutely sure of what's going on, but her Heart is hurt and afraid."

Riku frowned, "Well, Sora… Sora is her son, right? It makes sense."

Chirithy took a long moment to formulate its thoughts as it spoke softly, "That's not it. Skuld is angry with her because of her feelings right now. Ava can't really articulate it, but it has a lot to do with her feelings towards The Master, more than anything else."

Riku's brows furrowed as he tried to understand, "...The Master? What would they have to do with anything now?"

Chirithy slumped, "I honestly don't kn-"

The door began to open, causing the feline to startle and disappear with a pop. Riku turned as Ludorr came in with a physician. The blond man gave him a look and Riku stood, giving the Doctor space so he could examine his friend.

He positioned himself to lean against the wall where he could see what was going on, Ludorr standing beside him and spoke quietly, "This is the physician that helped us diagnose Sora. He also came up with the regiment we used to heal him from his Death-like status."

Riku frowned with a nod as he silently observed. There wasn't really much to note, though the physician was clearly agitated at his friend's current state as he mumbled and scribbled notes in fierce succession.

Riku belatedly noticed that Sora's Gummi phone had at some point turned on. The screen was blank except for the home screen, but he knew Data was more than likely listening to everything the man was mumbling under his breath.

He clenched his teeth, stressed over his friend's health.

All in all, after about thirty or so minutes of performing the best in-bed physical he could, the physician finally stood straight and turned to Ludorr, "Your… nephew will recover with minimal activity after a week minimum, two maximum. He'll need to drink a Potion with every meal to help heal the internal and external damage from that Thundaga he took. As for the shift in his physique and hair, I don't even know what to tell you. When he is feeling up to it, bring him in so that I may take a new blood sample. That's all I can really determine at this time."

Ludorr nodded, "Of course, thank you."

The physician looked Riku over with a frown before motioning him over. Riku looked at Ludorr confused while the man shrugged and waved him on. The teen grimaced before going up to the Doctor as the man immediately opened a new sheet of paper and made various notes, walking around him as he made observations. He'd randomly push a pressure point here, an examination of his nails there. It was when he seemed to purposely press just right on his left wrist that Riku couldn't help but grimace and suck in air through clenched teeth. The doctor gave the teen a Look, "You're quite young to have this sort of serious misaligned injury." He tapped lightly on the back of his bracer, "I would like for you to come in to have that fixed."

Riku balked as he looked at Ludorr again. The man simply raised an eyebrow as Riku looked back at the physician, "B-but, I'm not even from here!"

The man huffed, "Well of course you're not. I'm well aware, considering your bombastic entrance at Sora's test."

Riku flushed slightly as he felt himself sweat a little, "You were there?"

The man shrugged, "I saw the recordings. I've also been Ava, Skuld, and Sora's physician since they've come here."

Riku observed him for a long moment, "...How did you know something was wrong with my wrist?"

The man hummed, "You Wield that big Key of yours one-handed. That's rather strenuous, but the fact you also only channel Magic through the left despite the burden, well. I couldn't help but postulate."

Riku frowned, "And if I don't get it taken care of?"

The doctor smirked at him, "Well, you'll more than likely burn out the tendons in your wrist from Magic overcharge causing your hand to become unable to pick up even a grain of rice within a few years. As for your right, you'll probably overextend it in no time and end up unable to Wield the way you are now in about ten to fifteen years." He patted his forearm, "Get it fixed."

The man acknowledged Ludorr as he let himself out, Riku left gaping at the diagnosis. He looked to Ludorr and the blond shrugged, "He's not wrong."

The teen slumped slightly as he finally acknowledged that he should have had it looked at it sooner. "Right."

Riku turned to look back towards Sora, only to notice him sitting up with a dull look in his mismatched eyes. He frowned, as did Ludorr as the older man went over to him to speak lowly, "It's good to see you awake."

Despite the careful and low volume the man was speaking at, Sora still seemed to be overly sensitive to… everything. Carefully the mixed brunette nodded as he kept his gaze on his comforter clutched in unsure fists, "Mm."

Riku's chest constricted, something wasn't right with his friend. It had started last night, but it seemed to have gotten worse. He noted that a single spike on his left side was mostly black like his roots, only a small tuft of brown at the end of it.

Ludorr sat down and observed Sora as he spoke even quieter, "I have received your test scores this morning."

Sora slowly turned his attention to the man, only the barest hint of interest in his otherwise blank expression.

"You passed in the advanced ninety eight percentage for your grade level. I am… astounded."

Riku blinked, confused and startled by the information. He still didn't really know what was going on, but Sora had never been scholastically advanced in anything except maybe their gym classes.

Sora nodded mutely before he focused on the comforter again. Ludorr frowned, more concerned than ever but keeping it to himself, "So you still have a headache?"

Sora tilted his head vaguely, acknowledging the question but staying silent otherwise. Slowly he nodded as he answered quiet and flat, "Yeah."

Ludorr took the pills off of the nightstand and held them above Sora's hand. Slowly the brunette turned it and took the pills. Mechanically he put them in his mouth as Ludorr handed him the waiting glass of water. Carefully Sora took them, but then held the glass of water zoned out.

Riku couldn't help but wonder if this is how Roxas, Ventus, and Xion had been like when they had first met the others.

Ludorr sighed silently before pushing himself up, "I'll get you something to eat, since having those on an empty stomach isn't good." He met Riku's gaze and pulled the teen out with him.

Riku let him, but only because he felt miserably helpless.

Something deep inside Sora was changing, but whether or not it was good would be seen.

Riku missed his friend.

Skuld gave Riku a strained smile as she cared for the bottle feeding Rota, "Morning Riku."

Riku nodded to her and glanced at Ava who was a dejected huddle in the far end of the couch. Skuld was trying to not be blatantly agitated, but it was a bit much to ask. Riku waved slightly, "Don't fake it for my benefit."

Skuld frowned, almost pouting, before she shook her head with a sigh, "No, I'm sorry the mood is like this when we barely know one another."

Riku smirked, "Half of my friendships started on opposing sides, so it's ok. I'm intruding, really."

Skuld slumped a little, "Still…"

Riku glanced at the wall and paused. He hadn't really been paying attention to his surroundings while cooking dinner last night, but the pressed flower that was framed on the wall with 'Reunion' in fancy lettering caught his interest. He went up to it, head tilted with a frown. He recognized that flower- not to say lily-like flowers weren't common, but there was something… particularly familiar about this one. He raised a hand to the frame, hovering over it as he traced it.

Aerith's image came to his mind.

Ava seemed to be watching him with a deep exhaustion as she spoke softly, "Familiar?"

Riku started just slightly as he pulled his hand back slowly to turn to his friend's mother, "Y-yeah."

Ava smiled wearily, "It was given to me in a dream."

Riku's eyes widened as he looked back to it for a moment, "By who?"

Ava pulled into herself more as she laid her chin on her pulled in knees, "A girl with twisted brown hair, green eyes, and wearing pink and white. She said they were Hoping for him to return Home."

Riku slowly nodded, "That… sort of sounds like Aerith."

Ava observed him for a long moment before closing her eyes, "A friend?"

Riku nodded, "She was praying along with Yuna. They tended to be in her garden."

Ava sighed silently, "Might've seen both."

Riku blinked as he glanced back at Ava, noting Skuld's concerned look as he realized Ava had simply fallen asleep.

Ludorr observed them all, also concerned before shaking his head while carrying a glass of juice and some sliced fruit and cheese, "I'll be back shortly."

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Ava and Sora seemed to be feeding off of one another, that, or Ava was feeding off of Sora's apathy.

Either way, Ava was sleeping more often than not, and Sora even moreso. Riku found himself awkwardly caring for Rota while Skuld was out, only waking Ava if he was truly lost on what to do with the crying infant. She was never particularly annoyed with him, and constantly apologized as he still felt bad.

Their physician came once a day in the evenings to check on them, just to ensure they weren't suffering from something more serious. He even tried to prescribe medicine, but both rejected the option.

A careful dosage of pain medicine was prescribed for Sora, though. The brunette started keeping his right eye closed when he actually was up. He was still frighteningly apathetic, though he had started to at least shower once a day on his own after the third day.

A week became two, and finally the physician made an appointment, much to Riku's annoyance, to have his wrist fixed.

He did not look forward to having it broken again, along with minimal surgery.

Slowly during his healing down time Riku had started studying the materials Sora had and was left wanting. He could barely keep up with it, and had to keep going further back until he found a starting point. It irked him a little that somehow Sora had managed to cram so much within a little over a month's time.

The fact he was now computer literate was a bit of a relief though.

Skuld would sometimes study on her down time, and they'd talk about what the other was studying for easy conversation.

Riku had learned early on that Skuld had amnesia and couldn't remember much. If Riku were verbally honest, it was the least depressing once Ludorr decided to start playing various card games with him when he was over.

Cautiously, Riku started brewing in Ava's place. Sure, once he'd had his surgery and his wrist cast properly, it was a great deal more cumbersome, but it felt good to do some of the easier items he was familiar with.

Ludorr was pleased enough with his work, as were those who employed Ava. Their quality wasn't equal, so he earned less, but at least he wasn't freeloading.

Eventually Ava's Chirithy started to keep him company when he was alone The two Dreameaters somehow able to communicate without words and amicable in their silence. Riku felt an odd peace slowly trickle into his chest.

Things weren't great, they weren't perfect, but at least they were all safe.

Until late one rainy night Ludorr called him in as backup, the Gigas having breached the city barriers.

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Sora was laying on his Station, Vanitas's remnant beside him, their heads close as the other's body was laying in the opposite direction.

The remnant's mask was off, but it didn't really help, all the color drained out of him except for pale skin.

Vanitas watched him tiredly, "It'd be nice if Auron could join us here. I kinda miss him."

Sora watched him blankly before looking up and out into the abyss as he barely spoke, "I kinda forgot about him."

Vanitas's eyes softened, "How are you holding up?"

Sora was quiet and unblinking for a long time. Vanitas, despite being the source of the brunette's newfound apathy, was honestly freaked out. This shouldn't have been the result of their Hearts becoming one, but he couldn't help but suppose that he wasn't really a person, so how his existence affected one was pretty dubious at best.

He'd only slipped into Ventus's Heart because it'd been imbalanced in the first place, his Light bright enough to hide his Darkness as others were left blind to his presence.

It also, admittedly, hadn't initially been his idea to join with the blond, but once he'd been chosen, Vanitas had been more than happy to get close and creep in.

He hated the Light.

He hated it less now, having been absorbed into one of Light's children in full.

Vanitas sighed irritably as he looked up into the abyss.

He thought he heard humming in the distance and the Remnant closed his eyes, listening to the tune.

That tenor…

It brought back Memories from a long, long time ago.

When the Worlds were still one

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Skuld was breathing heavily as she stood holding her Starlight, standing in the street as the civilians evacuated underground. There was a Gigas in front of her, and no matter how many medals she cycled through, it just wasn't enough. She could have cried from the frustration of it all.

She had only just gotten her Keyblade back, something that should have been a joyous occasion.

Instead it was terrifying.

Her coworkers were helping customers and those running into their shop to safety as her Gauges finally reloaded and she was able to cycle through her attacks and specials again.

The Gigas bore down on her, deflecting some of her attacks and throwing her aside. She screamed as she felt herself fly through the air. She didn't have the same abilities as the others, she didn't have arial recovery moves- her abilities consisted of what was present in her medals!

"Skuld!"

She slammed into another body mid-air as she gasped as warm arms wrapped around her in concern. A familiar warm Heart reaching out to hers as they fell back to the ground in a controlled movement.

The person who caught her helped her steady herself before stepping beside her, looking up at the enemy with a smirk on his face as he turned to her. Bright aqua eyes, swirled silver hair, red scarf. Memories suddenly flooded Skuld dizzily as she wavered, "Ephemer?"

He nodded, a huge grin on his face as he pulled out his Starlight, "Let's do it!"

Skuld felt her confidence return as she nodded, the two Union Leaders working in unison, their old habits falling back into place from when they took on Missions together. Skuld felt her Heart soar and body lighten as she finally had her friend back.

In no time at all the two Union Leaders took down the Gigas, destroying its controls and disabling the pilot.

There was a lot to do, but she wasn't alone.

It was all she could ask for as their bonds reconnected.

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Ava was breathing heavily as she had Rota strapped to her chest and a baby bag thrown over her shoulder. She'd been pulled out of the condo by one of Ludorr's teammates. She was to act as a final stand with the civilians underground to ensure a safe evacuation.

She was weeping, "But Sora is still-!"

The man pulled her harshly, "He can take care of himself."

"But he's still asleep!"

The man huffed, "A deadweight. It's either him or your infant daughter. We don't have time for both."

She grit her teeth as her chest ached horribly.

Rota was quiet but clearly scared.

Ava placed a hand on her baby as she was forcibly dragged along.

She was left without option.

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Time was a fascinating thing.

Linear, wrinkly, wobbly, curved, it could be a lot of things.

He'd lived through many possibilities.

He hummed an old song- or was it new? It was just so hard to keep track of it all. Did it even exist this time around?

A shrug.

It lived inside of him, so it simply was.

He entered the condo after tapping the door with his Keyblade, still humming to himself as chaos reigned outside.

It was empty except for one sole occupant.

Himself.

It was interesting, knowing that this was the first time this meeting would occur after the Loop had ended.

He entered the room as his Heart Guided him, his younger self laying asleep on his bed half dead as he glanced at the Gummi phone that lit up at his presence.

The Data version of him young, too young, observing him wearily.

He smiled as he put a finger to his lips to quiet the device.

The same faded device in his back pocket buzzed as if to say they were running out of time.

They had so much time, and yet so very little.

He smirked at the irony as he moved around the bed and sat on the side closest to the window, the streetlights and flashes of battle and lightning highlighting his silhouette.

Sora stirred at the foreign presence that was humming, opening his eyes blearily at the newcomer.

A familiar coat that mostly spelled trouble.

He jerked up, moving to his knees as he summoned Kingdom Key. His voice rough and body sluggish from disuse, "Who're you?!"

The hood tilted a little in his direction as he answered, "A friend."

Sora frowned heavily as he glared.

This was the most emotion he'd had in days.

The Stranger hummed jovially, "You know, this is probably the nicest meeting I've yet to have with myself."

Sora stiffened, watching the other wearily. After a long moment of neither moving, Sora slowly settled onto the bed. He was still weary of the man, but he couldn't help but feel a total lack of malevolent intent.

Sora sighed, "What do you want with me?" He was soul-tired. His eye was unending in its visions and it was simply draining his Magic reserves for it to continuously feed him information the way it was.

The coated man stood as he clasped his hands behind his back, moving towards the window, "I've come to send you on a journey."

Sora frowned, "I don't think I'm really… up to it."

The man smirked unseen, "I know. That right eye is absolutely draining, isn't it?"

Sora tensed again as he got back onto his knees, "What do you know about it?!"

The stranger turned slightly as he carefully pulled back his hood in an easy movement.

Sora was left speechless.

His face, maybe only a year older but more defined was looking at him tiredly. His bangs had been grown out to cover his right eye, and he could tell he had long hair, hidden under the neckline of his coat as it was. The older moved back towards the bed before releasing his hands and tossing something heavy and agonizingly familiar onto his bed.

It was Xehanort's Keyblade.

Something wasn't right about it.

His older self got a vaguely devious look on his face as he placed a knee on the bed to lean forward into Sora's face as he was caught around the neckline of his shirt, "Time has to continue to move forward, but to do so, to get here, you're going to have to go back. Just like Every. Other. Version of us has. Thousands of Loops, and this time you finally made it past the final page!" He pulled back with a frightening glee in his eye, "Congratulations! You've done what thousands of other You's could not. Now we can finally move on to the real enemy! But first, you have to go back to return to this point."

Sora's Heart was beating painfully in his chest, yet he felt as if a long and winding path had opened up. He struggled, gripping his older self's wrist, "N-no!"

His older self looked at him sadly, "This was a lot easier when all of our friends were dead in the Graveyard at our feet. Hundreds, thousands, millions of times I had to watch them die. Every time it was so easy to go back, with the Hope I might one day save them. Well, now you've finally done what I could not. Still, we're separated from our friends… don't you want to be with them again?"

Sora grit his teeth, staring into the other's single sympathetic eye, "I… of course I do! But-!"

A gloved finger was placed on his lips, "I'm not trying to antagonize you. There's just a lot of me's in my head, y'know? Each time we go back, all the others' Memories get handed over. There's lots and lots of boxes of Memories that influence us."

Sora felt trapped as he tried to look away.

But it was true, he could already feel the reality sink in as he realized Vanitas's earliest Memories with any substance.

It was hazy of course, but somehow this man's voice was there. It was a warm place.

Tears gathered in his eyes, "Do I have to?"

The older slowly released him as he settled on the bed, placing a hand on the horrible Keyblade he didn't want to acknowledge, "If we don't go back, there'll be, in the very least, no Ventus. There've been one or two times that's happened."

Sora breathed shakily as he dared ask, "...And?"

The other smiled bitterly, "The Worlds fell long, long before they had a chance, mission failed. Ventus is sort of our beginning, just as much as we're his. It's all so annoyingly complicated, that even after so many Loops, I can't even begin to fathom an explanation."

Sora's Heart slowly settled as his voice flattened out. "...There's more to it, isn't there?"

His older self looked him in the eye, "We won't really exist either if we don't go back."

Sora slumped as he bowed his head, eyes closing in resignation. "...So we finally defeated Xehanort, just to have to go all the way back to the start. Who's our true enemy?"

His other smiled bitterly, "You'll understand during your journey."

Sora frowned, "But... " He lifted his head as he implored, "Isn't there any advice you can give me?"

Gently his older self placed his hand on his head, "May Your Heart be your Guiding Key."

Sora gasped as he suddenly felt his body freeze. A Stop spell?

His lungs began to burn as he watched his older self reach forward with his free hand and-!

So that's what was missing from that horrible Keyblade.

He screamed in agony as the Spell dissipated, clutching at his empty right eye socket as he was left blinded by pain as blood oozed quickly down his hands and arms and dripped onto his thighs. The pain was soon washed away by a Curaza, but the lingering ghost of his eye was still burning his nerves. There was nothing there for a moment before he was grabbed by his sweaty bangs, his hands brushed aside as something was shoved into the empty socket while a different Spell was cast to seal his eyelid shut.

"Sorry about that, it's never easy, trust me. You'll feel better though, now that it isn't eating you alive."

Sora begged to differ as tears still burned his left eye.

A soft sigh, "I made a bloody mess, sorry. Go shower and get into your adventuring gear. There's not much time left."

Sora slowly stood, unsteady on his feet as he felt the stickiness of blood make his stomach turn.

Why was he following this madman's orders?

It was easy.

There was still no malevolence, just honest resignation for the journey he would be placed upon.

His Heart Knew.

He showered and felt strangely refreshed. The best he'd felt since before his test.

Maybe in over a year since he was last on the Islands, even.

Sora quickly came to realize how much of an adjustment it would be to have only one eye, though.

Awkwardly he came out of the bathroom, the blood cleaned from the floor and bedding as that Keyblade was left to rest at the foot of his bed. Sora scowled at it as he pulled on his clothes.

A soft chuckle came from beside him, "I understand how you feel. I don't much care for it either, but it's how I've been able to watch every single Loop since this all began." A hand ruffled his hair. Sora batted the hand away in annoyance as he turned. A black suitcase was shoved into his chest as Sora instinctively took it. It had familiar symbols all over it in pleasant patterns, "There's a Coat in there, along with gloves and everything else. You'll have to start using it soon enough, but there's no need to force you into it. I've requested a few things of Data, and given him a few manual updates." The Gummi phone was placed into his hand, "Also, don't ignore Auron too much. I know it's super easy to do, but he's still a good friend. We're kinda stupid."

Sora pouted as he looked at his older self, being forced to go at his whirlwind pace, "What's the rush?"

He smirked, "Time's running out to send you away. Can't have anyone else see you go."

Sora frowned as he pocketed his phone. His older self went over to the Keyblade he hated so much and forced it into his hand.

Superbia

Sora shivered at the Keyblade's name. As far as he'd always been able to tell, it hadn't had one before.

Maybe it was Nameless to all but him.

Sora put the suitcase away into his inventory and looked up to his older self confused, "Am I getting your Memories or not?"

The older chuckled as he handed over another bag, clearly stuffed with some food as he was handed an odd looking water canteen, "Trust me. That's the shittier part."

Sora gulped as his older self stared him down for a long moment, as if to study his final moment. With a nod he became sure of himself and grabbed him painfully by the forearms as he pressed his forehead against him, "Time to go. Remember, your Heart will Guide you, even as your Memories fade and blend.

One day, we will see Kairi and everyone else again." He sounded so painfully wistful as he softly spoke, "Good luck."

He vaguely heard a Dark Corridor open behind him as he was shoved back into it harshly.

Sora fell into the Darkness, tendrils pulling, dragging, drowning him as the urge to scream grew and grew until he couldn't help himself.

Eventually through the terror the Memories of the other Loops began to run through his mind at high speed.

It felt like forever and no time at all when he was unceremoniously dropped into a cold and wet grassy field, the wind knocked out of him as he stared emptily at the sky as those Loops compartmentalized into boxes.

He laid there stunned for hours until the sun slowly began to rise in the empty glade. Carefully he pulled himself up as he opened the bag of food he'd been given, his stomach empty and demanding sustenance.

Sora felt tears gather in his eye as he saw half a Paopu fruit and his favorite meal growing up, memories of his father filling him.

He wept, so far from anything he'd known, all alone.

Back to square one.

His crown necklace was gone.