You know, there is something amazingly great about Riku as a playable character, for no matter how short or trivial a time... Now, according to the official plot, Riku saved Sora, and then they beat the crap out of Xemnas. But don't even try to tell me you didn't get Riku killed once or twice while trying to either get over the shock that you were playing as him, or get used to his attacks.

Riku
I Wonder Why...I Failed Him?

Sora lies limp in the air, surrounded by a dark energy that looks too familiar for my comfort. Even though I once wielded that same power, it still turns my stomach to watch it in action. Or maybe it is simply because Sora is there, slowly but surely being destroyed by that man, the one who looks so much like I used to, back when I was his Heartless and he was my Nobody.

I run for them, and I try to get to them, to free Sora from the prison that Xemnas has built for him, but the clones keep blocking me, and with every one I defeat, another comes forth and tries to defeat me. Suddenly, I can't help but wonder if I will be the one to die first. That thought jolts me, charges me with something, probably adrenaline, and I swing Soul Eater with all my skill.

Xemnas's doppelgangers still come after me, and each one he sends brings me closer to the death that will condemn Sora too, but they aren't blocking me any longer. They try, of course, but are destroyed before their Guard can even form.

I'm so close now. I can feel the static charge of that black lightening, and I can see every hair on Sora's head, stiff and vibrating with the energy that is leeching him of his existence with every second.

I have to jump, to break the beam, to break Xemnas's control.

The ground leaves me, and gravity loses its grasp on me for so short a time. I aim Soul Eater, and it swings true, it always does in my hands, but by then it is too late. The clones must have hurt me more than I realized through my need to rescue Sora, because the second that darkness touches me, I can no longer feel my body, and I can almost hear Soul Eater clang onto the ground with that strange finality.

Dead.

He and I.

I can feel life draining away from me as the ground once more calls gravity to attach me to it.

I couldn't save him. I failed to free him, and now… Death will have us both.

Xemnas won.

The Nobodies have defeated the only force capable of stopping them.

One more glance before I go, that's all I want. Even if it is only to see Sora still trapped in death's embrace.

My eyes open, I expect to see him hanging above me, but all I see are those spirals, the substance of this nothing world.

A voice hits me, his voice.

"Heal!"

I can feel the familiar rush of energy from a Curaga spell. It can do nothing to save me, and he will have depleted his magic.

I freed him though. Maybe Xemnas hasn't won.

The last thread that kept me here, my connection to my Keyblade, is broken when he touches it. It will obey him, because he is the Keyblade master, I was only its chosen wielder.

The last thing I see is Sora carrying both Oblivion and Soul Eater, he looks so dark, perhaps that is my own fault. And Xemnas is falling.

Then, I am once again surrounded by nothing but the darkness.