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}

12. Frustration

"You made the Master abandon me. You were my friend and you stabbed me in the back!"

"What are you talking about?" Ventus winced, clutching at his temples.

"Of course, you don't remember. Our friendship was just a farce."

{Name} glared accusingly at him. A hazy image of that same glare flashed in his mind.

So he did know her before.

"I don't know what you're talking about. {Name}, I'd never do that." He frowned, irked with his hazy memories.

"You're still my friend. I'd never hurt you. I'll prove it to you."