There was a sense of pride when being alone.
Walking in the dark, all by yourself.
With no one. Not even your shadow.
There was just something about not asking for help.
You wanted to bear the burden alone. You felt like you could handle it.
And even when the black abyss let it's full weight fall upon your shoulders, and even as the deadly evil things lurking around breathed down your neck,
You did not even have the curtsey of admitting you were wrong. How sad.
You felt proud. You felt independent. I bet you felt real good, huh?
You decided you could handle this on your own. That you needed no one to stand by your side.
But…you didn't realize…
That as you walked, you were losing everything.
Your friends, dreams, support, memories, strength…
You could only think of
'You'.
But hey, look at you now. You're in darkness, alone.
With no one to fight for.
But at least you have your pride.
Afterall…that's all that matters.
Right?
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This drabble is in 2nd person POV, as if you were in Riku's shoes.
But seriously, is pride worth losing everything? Methinks not XD