The Seven Sinners
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Xehanort - Pride
Xehanort was walking back from his Master's study. The latter had been speaking with King Mickey when he walked in, and he could still hear his stern, unforgiving voice.
"These thoughts are best left forgotten."
Those words still kept buzzing around in Xehanort's head like an angry bee ready to sting at any moment. Putting a hand to his forehead, Xehanort shook his head in disbelief.
These thoughts?
Forgotten?
"No," Xehanort muttered to himself. These thoughts could not be forgotten.
These thoughts were all he had; all that he could ever be. He had lost his true identity long ago; this new existence had broght him back to life when he had just given up on it.
And the Master wanted him to forget it all? All the things he's seen? The heart and all of its wonders? Its true potential?
No.
They could not be forgotten.
Xehanort would not forget them.
As he slowly raised his head and narrowed his eyes, the apprentice vowed that no matter what, he would never give up on his quest to discover the nature of the heart.
He would not give up on his life, as Ansem had somewhat suggested.
He would move forward, never back.
He would do it even if he had to take the lives of his Master and peers.
And he would do it… even if it meant he had to destroy this new life that had taken him over a decade to make.