Youth is a Lie. That's what I told myself. It Is what I tell myself but this voice sounds different than my own. Yet in youth there are so many things to do yet so little time. As the voice that surrounds me in this darkness continues I pray that this isn't an Isekai situation, I only got hit by a limousine not a truck!
Take your time. Don't be afraid. The door is still shut. Door? Here? There's nothing but darkness. Yet in this darkness I can see light gathering below me forming a pillar of stained glass. One that has created an image of myself, Hikigaya Hachiman.
Now, step forward. Can you do it? This dream is pushy as hell. I'm supposed to be the one in charge here! Even so this is too close to a summoning ritual from the many light novels I read in middle school. With my feet on the ground feeling surprisingly solid I look down to take in the artwork under me. It's me but I don't look like him. His eyes are more alive than my own with baggy black jeans an off-white shirt underneath a navy blue jacket with a large zipper. In his hand he holds a sword, one with a golden blade that looks like it has key-teeth at the end with a silver handle.
Power sleeps within you… Three pedestals start emerging from different areas of the pillar. I can't help but feel warmer inside as if something is trying to break free and become something that I can call upon.
If you give it form… The light wavers from the pedestals as it fades away leaving behind three objects on top of them.
It will give you strength… I feel the warmth inside of me subside, yet even with it gone I move forward to see whatever this dream has to offer. Even if it's just a remembrance of my chunni days.
Choose well. I heed the voice's last words. I don't know what could happen if I don't pick the right choices, but this should only be a dream so why am I feeling so nervous about what could happen. I continue to walk forward to the pedestal closest to me. With the item in view it looks like a toy sword but this one has a shine from the blade which I can only assume is real. I grabbed the sword holding it with both hands as my body felt more powerful than it ever had.
The power of the warrior. Invincible courage. A sword of terrible destruction. Is this the power that you seek? The voice snapped me out of it, the power had put me into a trance one I didn't even realize that I was in. I left behind the sword in order to see the other two options that I had.
I stood in front of a shield that had three circles on it, a big one acting as the head and the two smaller ones acting like ears from what I could see. The design didn't matter to me so I grabbed it like I had with the sword, holding it I felt myself become sturdier like as if I had become the shield itself. The power of the guardian. Kindness to aid friends. A shield to repel all. Is this the power you seek? The power to protect others? To protect the friends that I never had, as if I would go with this choice. I can't have anyone look at me to save them, not when I can't even save myself. I left the shield behind looking towards the last option.
Standing in front of an object that could only really be described as a rod with the same three circles as the shield only this time they're spheres on top of the rod. I held the rod, feeling myself aware of something in the air, I felt as if I was connected to something that wasn't as foreign to me as the sword or shield. The power of the mystic. Inner strength. A staff of wonder and ruin. Is this the power that you seek? Unlike the other two this one felt as if it was mine. For the first time in a long time I felt as if something was going right and because of my own decision, one that was opposite to another one I had made on a whim. "This is the power that I seek." I said aloud, not for the voice but for myself.
Your Path is set. The voice responded as the pedestal that was in front of me vanished in a blinding light. Now, what will you give up in exchange? I looked back over to my previous two options, one that had made me feel stronger than I had ever felt before and the other that made me more resilient to protect myself. I walked to the one that I was to give up, one that wasn't needed for someone like me who walks alone. I held up the shield that was able to protect myself and others, but there are no others to protect well other than Komachi even so with the power of the warrior I should be strong enough to protect us both and that's enough for me. "This is what I've given up!" I shouted but I don't know why, since no one else is here.
You've chosen the power of the Mystic. You've given up the power of the Guardian. Is this the form you choose? "This is the form I choose." I replied as the remaining pedestals also disappeared in a blinding light. Leaving me with the wand in my hand and strength in my heart.
Your path is set. The voice responded as the pillar below me started to shatter. I reached out and tried to grab onto something as I fell only to feel something familiar behind me, as another source of light blinded me a new pillar emerged under me this time the picture that had been made was that of Komachi. As I stood up and observed the stained glass mural I saw that unlike mine hers looked how she did the last time I saw her this morning, other than the tad bit longer hair.
You've gained the power to fight. "Fight!?" I yelled out wondering what it could be that I have to attack, as my wand reappeared in my hand. There will be times where you have to fight. The voice tells me as some small shadow creatures slink up from the ground. Keep your light burning strong. With that I gripped the wand harder in my hand preparing to strike the shadows in front of me. I swing, putting as much effort as I can into the strike. The hit connects dispelling the shadow, which in turn leaves behind what I can only guess could be magic in little orbs from my experience with RPGs. More of the creatures surround me but I keep striking to save myself, unlike how I was before I'm not going to run away this time. In time I get tired and let myself fall to the ground as something dark surrounds me. I feel cold.
I gasp for air when I come to again this time on another stained glass pillar. This time I see a girl I don't recognise, one who has shoulder length pink hair along with wearing the Sobu High uniform. "That's right. I missed my first day." I whisper as a small tear rolls down my face "Why am I crying? It was my fault anyways." I whisper again. Shaking my head I refocus on the task at hand, finding a way to get out of this dream, I stand up and see a door before me.
Pushing it open blinding light causes me to cover my eyes. As I reopen them I see a playground that me and Komachi used to play at when we were younger. Looking around to see what else is here I see something that I didn't expect "Komachi!" I yell out trying to get her attention yet she stared blankly, her eyes the same as mine. I shake her trying to get her out of whatever trance she's in but then she says "What's most important to you?" I let go, this isn't Komachi, it's still a dream.
"Protecting you." I replied call me a siscon all you want but I don't want her to be alone like I was.
"Is protecting me that important to you? What about protecting yourself?" Were the last words that dream Komachi said to me. I looked away and saw the pink haired girl sitting on the swings. Walking up to her I tried to get her attention like with Komachi but again it failed.
"What do you want out of life?" she suddenly asked me. Taking a moment to think about it I wasn't sure if I wanted to tell her but again I had to remind myself that this is a dream.
"I want something real." I respond
"What's the difference between something real and something fake?" She asks before going back into a neutral position. Sighing, I looked around again to try to find someone else. "I mean they always say the third time's the charm." Once again I found someone, this time a girl wearing the Sobu High uniform as well but she had long dark hair that looked like it went down to her waist. Moving over to her I kept my mind ready for whatever question she might have.
"What are you so afraid of?" She asks
"Being indecisive" I respond
"What's wrong about thinking a few things over?" She asks and snaps back to being stationary. Looking away from her I scan the area again and see a door at the exit of the park. Walking to it the responses I was given I thought about them were they from me or from something else? Clearing my head I push open the next door only to find myself back on another pillar this time of the girl that I talked to last this time however she had shorter hair tied up in a ponytail. Taking a moment to rest that was short lived as more of those shadows came slinking out of the floor I got ready to fight once more with wand in hand I struck down the shadows and I felt it become a bit easier.
"I should stay here a bit. Recuperate a bit." I say to myself as I look around the makeshift battlefield to see a few things scattered on the ground, gemstones, bottles that held both green and blue liquid, and a few other things. Picking up one of the bottles that held green liquid I inspected it "Well if this dream is going to be based off of RPGs this has got to be a potion or something similar." I mutter to myself as I uncork the bottle sniffing it "It's not like I can die in a dream." as I take a swig of what I hope to be a potion. With my small amount of luck that has been saving up to this very day it was and I felt rejuvenated, my small cuts and bruises from the battles went away and I felt more awake than I ever had been in my entire life! Sorry MAX coffee if this was real you'd become second place. After a while stairs of stained glass appeared and connected the platform I'm on to the one a bit higher. "If this isn't a boss fight situation I don't know what is." I say getting up from my seated position and heading to climb the stairs "This is possibly the only way out of this dream. I really hope that once I'm out of here I don't wake up in a fantasy world."
The closer you get to the light the bigger your shadow becomes. The voice warns me as I take my first few steps back onto my pillar. Looking behind me the stairs that lead me here are gone along with the fact that my own shadow is forcing itself out of the floor and becoming the size of a five story tall building. But don't be afraid. I summon the wand back to my hand taking a few steps back to get away from the giant shadow's attack area. And don't forget… Finishing its transformation I run up to it hitting any part of its body that I can try to do any damage. Its hand comes crashing down creating a pool of darkness where smaller shadows come out from, after finishing the smaller ones I notice that it's hand is still stuck. "This is stupid but please work." I say as I run up the side of its arm reaching closer to its head. In rapid strikes I hit as hard as I can exhausting myself to my limit but even with all my hard work I'm flung off, falling to the floor. "I'm no athlete. This is burning my lungs, but even so." I stand up staggering "I have to get out of this dream. If I lose here then all my hard work so far goes to waste." My wand begins to glow brighter as I continue "I can't rely on my dreams but I know for sure that my hard work will pay off here." I felt something bright bubbling up deep inside me, something hot, pointing out my want with both hands. I let the heat course through me as it shot out "Firaza!" A large fireball shot out from the tip of the wand launching itself to the large shadow exploding on impact causing the darkness to spill out. The darkness started to suck me in my wand vanishing from my hand yet I didn't feel panicked at all. "I did it. I won." I say softly as I fall further and further into darkness with a light to guide me back. Don't be afraid. You hold the mightiest weapon of all. So don't forget: You are the one who will open the door. Is all I heard before a blue light washed over my vision with the sounds of feet hitting the floor, ringing of phones, talking from the corner of the room coming from my one and only sister.
"Mama it's fine! Onii-chan isn't in critical condition." Komachi says insistently into the phone "No the bills are covered. Mhm the people responsible paid for it." a few seconds went by as noise came from the other side of the phone "They said he'd be discharged by the end of this week after putting on the cast. Ok see you this weekend!" Komachi said as she finished up the phone call. She looked back over to me I guess still expecting me to be asleep I'm guessing from her shocked expression.
"Uh. Morning?"
A/N: I wrote this on a whim. This is my first time writing any characters from this series. But hopefully it'll get better. I'm reading the novels and rewatching the anime for the first time in about three years, since the last time I saw it I was about to become a dumb freshman in HS.
Explanations: OOC for Hachiman can be attributed to the fact that his is in both a) a dream. b) In his station of awakening (A place where people get tested to be able to wield the keyblade) and is emotional due to the fact that memories and emotions (in kh lore) are intertwined with this place and the metaphorical heart.
Why Yui and Yukino in the dream world? Simple they're the ones that were closest to 8-man when the crash happened also they both played a role in it linking them together.
Onwards: I don't know if I'll continue this. I just thought that Hachiman could be a neat character to put in this situation. Might just do KH with anime worlds and stuff and then intertwine it with the actual canon from the games. I might need a beta reader to help me with the oregairu character since I have only a baseline understanding about them (Read above)
Thank you very much for reading my little thing. I hope you enjoyed it. I would really appreciate some constructive criticism!