Moral Compass

by Pixel Petal

The battle between light and dark is a constant one, balance tipping in favor of one or the other since time began. It is easy to commit to physical combat, but the worst of struggles are those from within. Feelings can change in the blink of an eye. {Multiple perspectives}{Reader-Insert}{Ventus/Reader, hints of Reader/Vanitas here and there}

2. Despair

The blonde went unnoticed as he approached your huddled form.

Your face buried itself into your knees, Keyblade laying askew in the dirt.

"Don't be so hard on yourself." He took a cautious seat next to you as he spoke.

Your face jerked up from it's perch.

"I've failed twice!" The harsh cry was met with a sympathetic grin.

"You'll pass next time."

Ventus' smile suddenly hardened into fierce determination.

"But not if you don't stop moping and train harder!"

He stood, dragging you along to retrieve your blade, leaving no time for depressing thoughts.