I do not own the game of Kingdom Heats in any way or form.
My Soul, Our Heart. . . A wish
"I've been asleep here for so long. . .
I remember my name, or at least part of it. . .
I know I'm not in my own body anymore- I would be awake, wouldn't I?
But I'm not sure what am I, since I don't have a body. A soul, maybe?
I remember that someone helped -is helping me- to fix my heart.
I feel like I'm floating around. . . . But, should I even be able to feel anything?
well. . . I have this feeling, that I left in the middle of something- something that I must do.
The strange thing is, I don't really know what it was-
I'm not alone here
I'm not sure how I know this but, I feel there are others inside here, wherever I am.
There's this. . . Presence -A soul, like me?- Its full of negative feelings, or at least it was.
There were many things I felt when I crossed paths with it, a few I recognized: Envy, Jealousy, Anger, Disappointment, Sadness. . . It made me feel confused, and for a reason I can't place my finger on- it drove me mad.
I was mostly confused to why I was mad at him; but before both, I felt helpless- not being able to do anything, maybe not to get out of this, but to help the one stuck with me to try and help it out.
It. . . Seemed familiar, I don't know why, but as time went by, all those feelings started to go away.
I'm relieved they went away.
Of course they didn't fade completely, but something is something, right?
I felt better, the soul is always close to me. . . I can't help but wonder if it remembers more than I do some times.
Did I help it in something?
Its another of the mysteries I can't reach, even now . . .
But at least I'm not alone.
Here I have no sense of time, I could have been here for. . . What?
Seconds, Minutes, Hours, Weeks, Months. . .
None seem to fit, well at least to me, I think I've been here for. . . Years, yeah- that fits better.
In this. . . What should I call it? It feels warm here, and conformable -even though it had felt hallow for some time- it also had been radiating happiness and sometimes sadness, small moments of hatred. . . And some other I cannot recall.
I think it's a heart.
I've been feeling for long time the- desire?
Desire to wake up, the desire to know who I am, why I'm here, what should I be doing.
The desire to know who are the others with me.
The one with the negative feelings is not the only one here other than me, there was this. . . Hopeful one, I think. It was gentle and cheerful; but mournful from time to time. I don't know why, but it remained me of someone, someone precious, close to me.
But it went away, probably to its own body I guess.
When it was gone, this heart felt hallow. . . And instead of warmth it was chilling, the darkness kept trying to drown us in it; I did my best in trying to hold onto a bit of the light it had, we both did. Thankfully, the light came back afterwards.
I was exhausted after that- who knew keeping a heart together was so though? Good thing my buddy landed me a hand keeping the darkness at bay.
Being tired was not something I was used to- it was harder to notice what was happening for a long time.
But I noticed another 'Soul' was created, it was hard to ignore when the feeling of being. . . What? ripped apart is a little of the line.
I think I was being, split -Separated?-
I tried to tell the other soul that was following me to stay in the heart; maybe it would do some good to it.
I think it understood- if the faint wave of anger my way and the fact it didn't follow me was something to take not about.
From the warm heart with positive feelings, part of me went with this other 'Soul', it was empty.
It kept rejecting me in some way, but little I had to say while I tried to recover again.
After some time the interior grew warmer.
There was this really weird thing,
I felt all of his emotions-or maybe is the other way around? I don't really know, but I'm glad it at least I gave him a head start.
After a while, another 'Soul' joined mine in here, it felt like the other hopeful one from the other 'Heart' but . . . It was different somehow.
This one didn't feel all that cheerful, although neither it was negative- like if it was in the middle.
It was hard to notice it, it also seemed between vanishing and trying to keep itself together like I was, but this 'heart' didn't hold as much light to heal it.
So tried to help it the best I could.
We joined with the heart were I was before, but this time separated from the other heart also came with us, -maybe it was a soul all along?- it stayed near me, like the negative one and in succession like if a chain effect, the lonely neutral one followed us.
The heart woke up and many things keep happening like an ever ending spiral.
But I can't help to wonder when will I wake up?
Hopefully sometime soon. . .
And it seems the one that had such negative feelings before agrees with me, don't question me how, I just know it.
I hope I-. . . We wake up sometime soon."