83Me: Finally, the last chapter of this story. I apologise for the long delay. I was preoccupied with studying. But, at last, I'm done and the Summer Holidays are here.
Chapter 23: Happy ending at last
Zelix's pov
I watched, helpless, as the blond girl collapsed in front of me, her keyblade slipping out of her hand. The sad smile had vanished from her pretty face, encrusted with dark, dry streaks of blood from the bottom of her nose to her chin. Her clothes were also stained with blood droplets. A token from the previous battle.
I couldn't believe what she had done. Water had gathered at the edge of my eyes and my body trembled.
There was absolute silence around me. It mocked me. I was still on the invisible platform floating in space between the black shells of the deceased worlds. There was nowhere to go, nowhere to run and Xemnas' being was still present. There was no escape for him either.
A heart-shaped moon hung high above me. It glowed brightly. 'Kingdom Hearts' was what everyone called it, the moon that stored the hearts of every living being that had lost theirs. It made me wonder if my lost heart was trapped in it. It caused me to remember Xemnas' words.
"The darkness of your friend's heart is enough to enable me to get into him!"
I was frustrated. I had no heart and yet Xemnas mentioned it. Maybe he used my memories that I had of my heart. I didn't know, and if our paths crossed again, I had to make sure to ask him.
Speaking about Xemnas, he raged inside me and I was trying to free myself from him. It felt like someone was trying to drown me. I was struggling to stay in control. Lucky for me he was weaker than before and his presence became fainter with every passing moment.
I took a few painful steps towards Ria, rubbing the tears that had positioned themselves in my eyes away. The closer I go to her, the fainter Xemnas' presence was. He soon only felt like a three year old child, trying to push me away.
My steps became easier as I closed the space between Ria and me. Only a step away, Xemnas' presence completely vanished. He was gone. Now there was one thing less to worry about.
But Ria was another worry that took the place of Xemnas.
Crouching down, I stared at the lifeless body for a moment. My eyes prickled as I touched her cheek gently. Her skin was still warm. I sighed and then, slowly lifted her up. She wasn't as heavy as I had estimated. Her closed eyes were constant reminders of this dark situation.
A tear fell down my face. And then another.
Many people say that tough men don't cry. Well, they don't, but tougher men do . . . I suppose I couldn't really call myself a man, I was barely eighteen years old.
Ria's hair hung down from her head in perfect straight lines. Her smooth pale face showed no signs of stress, just restful peace. It awoke a desire in me to give up and cry my 'heart' out.
It was strange how I could feel these emotions considering I didn't have a heart. Xemnas would have said they were just memories of the real thing, but I wouldn't have been convinced.
After a moment of thought, I embraced Ria tightly, not letting go. I had spent the whole of my Nobody existence trying to protect her from the Organisation. It was like a lifelong quest for me until the Organisation was completely and utterly destroyed. And I had failed.
With so many thoughts rushing through my head, I was completely oblivious to the fact that the heart-shaped moon began to glow brighter and brighter. The light soon engulfed everything in its path, me included. It stung my eyes. I closed them to shield them.
The light had another effect on me. It made my head spin and a slow sick feeling diseased my mind and body. It became too much. I trembled and my vision began to blur and flicker even though my eyes where closed. It was not long until I lost consciousness. The last thing I felt was my head colliding with the ground.
A few minutes later . . .
Ria's pov
A loud thump and a surge of sharp pain freezing my veins brought me back to reality. I was alive. My plan had worked. Of course I was too dazed to notice at first.
As I opened my eyes wearily, I slowly became aware of the sensations around me. There was a cold floor beneath my head and I was curled up against something warm. My legs were pulled up to my stomach and my hands were pressed against my head. I felt a dull ache coming from my heart. Even though it hurt, it was a welcoming feeling. I hadn't lost my heart. The thought of it dresses my face in a relieved smile.
But that relieve didn't exactly last very long. As I tried to uncurl, my body began protesting heavily. I was so stiff that ever movement hurt horribly and my bones made cracking sounds.
'Now I know how old people feel' I thought grimly. When I managed to uncurl-a very painful experience-I became aware of a strong hand clutching my left arm. Not too worried, I tried to break the grip but it was too strong. 'Weakling'
I felt the blood encrusted on my face, and I groaned as I spotted the blood stains on my clothes. 'What a mess. I wish I had a tissue.'
Then I turned my head wearily. Zelix lay on the ground beside me. It was his hand that clutched my arm. His tightly shut eyes and pained expression concerned me a little. I wasn't sure if Xemnas still possessed him. After a brief thought about it, I shook my head. Xemnas couldn't be here anymore. Not after what I did.
"Oh!" I gasped as I remembered what I wanted to check. Reluctantly, I stretched out my free arm towards Zelix's chest. The warmth radiating of his skin made me feel even more reluctant. As my cold hand met Zelix's warm skin beneath his cloak, a clear shiver ran down his back. A different sensation I felt made up for the uncomfortable feeling that had overwhelmed me.
I felt a slow, gentle heart beat under his chest. A wide foolish grin spread across my entire face. Something inside me roared euphorically. I couldn't wait to see Zelix's reaction to this new heart of his.
As I pulled my hand away from him, the grip around my arm became tighter. I winced, muttered a curse and clawed his hand, trying to get it off my arm. It became so painful that water welled up in my eyes. In the end I powerfully slapped Zelix across the face. That worked. His grip loosened immediately and he shifted his position. 'Is he asleep or something?'
I gently freed my arm and placed his hand on his other arm. When that was done, I pulled myself to my feet. My legs ached and my back was still completely stiff. I analysed the surroundings. We were in the white hall again. Roxas and the guys were nowhere to be seen.
My heart sunk and I dropped to my knees again.
'Maybe . . . Maybe I was too late. Maybe I wasn't fast enough to save them. Maybe I just saved Zelix in the nick of time before Xemnas forced him to join them.'
So there I sat, on the ground, close to tears. I pulled me knees to my body and wrapped my arms around them. I began rocking back and forwards. What came next caught me off guard.
"R-Ria . . . Ria, you are alive!"
Before I had a chance to react, I was bear-hugged. It squeezed all the air out of my body with a Whoosh.
"Can't . . . breathe . . ." I exclaimed, obviously out of breath. The anonymous person freed me instantly. I looked up while rubbing my arm. Zelix sat beside me, grinning from ear to ear. His blue eyes sparkled with excitement and joy. Real excitement and joy.
"It is just unbelievable! You are alive! I watched you stab your heart and collapse. I thought you were death!" Zelix exclaimed while embracing me again. He was behaving like a child, not that it bothered me. It cheered me up, in fact.
"Zelix, I would never have used my keyblade on my heart if I had no way to save myself. I'm not an idiot." I said. The sentence wasn't entirely true, but what Zelix didn't know couldn't hurt him. "And you can let go of me now."
"Oh, my apologies. . ." Zelix retreated a bit. He then stood up and helped me up. I patted the dust of my clothes.
"So, how does it feel? Your heart, I mean." I stated, puzzled that he didn't mention it yet. He froze as I spoke the words. His vision turned to his chest and his right hand slid up to the left side of his chest. I observed that what he felt put tears in his eyes.
"I have . . . a heart?"
I nodded twice and grinned uncontrollably. He threw me a puzzled look.
"That's why I did the whole get-rid-of-my-heart thing. You know that the Organisation collected hearts, right?" Zelix nodded "Then you must also know that those hearts weave together to form Kingdom Hearts, the big heart-shaped moon, right?" He nodded again
"Well I figured that maybe, if I completed it with my heart, I would somehow save the worlds, and all Nobodies and Heartless by restoring their hearts." Zelix opened his mouth to ask something but I interrupted him.
"Don't ask me how I thought it was supposed to work because I honestly didn't know at the time. And I still don't. I was too busy fighting and trying to find a way to trying to rid myself of my heart. I was desperate so I just tried the first idea that came to my head: Stabbing myself with a keyblade. Sure, it was like a self-sacrifice, but at least I would have saved hundreds of lives from darkness" I paused for a moment to let the memories flow back to me. Zelix sat still. "I figured that it should work because Xemnas said that my hatred fed his power. A heart without its owner can't contain hatred. It's empty, like a shell. Of course, there was a risk that I would not regain my heart, but there was too much at stake to not try." I finished explaining and brushed a strand of hair out of my face. Zelix understood.
"You did that . . . for us, even though there was a risk that you would lose your life?" He queried. His voice was unsteadily emotional, if there was even such thing, and his eyes sparkled with admiration.
"Yeah, I was always the giving type." I stated smugly. Zelix chuckled and then analysed the hall.
"I see we're still here in the castle." Zelix said. I nodded and summoned my keyblade, wanting to make sure it was still in one piece. I was relieved to see that it had gained no scratches, but it caused me to worry. If there weren't any heartless, I shouldn't be able to summon my keyblade.
Anxiously, I turned to Zelix and showed him my keyblade. His forehead creased.
"I think, Ria, darkness is never completely destroyed. You said it yourself, the 'endless' battle against darkness." Zelix commented, free from worry. I sighed, wishing I could share his worry-free attitude. With a flash of white light, my keyblade vanished.
"I guess we have to start looking for those friends of mine. They'll be worried." I stated in a bitter tone
'If they're alive that is.' I thought doubtfully and pointed at a big, alabaster double door across the hall.
"Let's look over there."
Zelix shrugged and together we silently left the hall into a long corridor. Both lost in thought, we proceeded, also silently. I hoped desperately that Roxas, the guys and Roxas Jr. were Ok. I would hate myself if they were dead.
This was a good opportunity to ask Zelix about Xemnas. But first, I needed a tissue to clean my face. It was beginning to itch.
"Hey Zelix, you wouldn't have a tissue by any chance?" Zelix blinked twice and then stuffed his hand into a pocket in the inside of his black cloak. Surprisingly, he pulled out a white piece of tissue and handed it to me. I took it gratefully, and began to rub the dried blood crust of my face.
"So, how did Xemnas possess you? And why did he mention a heart? You didn't have one back then." I asked when the task of cleaning my face was completed. This questions bothered me ever since the battle.
Zelix stiffened and I recognized something concealed in his face. It took a moment for him to answer, but lastly he said
"When Xemnas banished you into the realm of nothingness, I stumbled across your group of friends. They were frozen solid. Xemnas had done it. I confronted him because I wanted revenge for what that gambler, Luxord, had done to me. As you might guess, I lost the fight because I was reckless with rage." He paused and fumbled with the pommel of his sword, feeling uncomfortable. I scratched the back of my head and urged him to continue.
"I don't know what happened then. He charged at me and then there was nothing. I could not feel my body or mind and I did not know what was happening. I lastly realised what was occurring when we," He pointed at me and then at himself, "fought."
"Well, you couldn't really call it fighting. You didn't touch me." I stated, reliving the memory.
"Maybe not . . . but if I hadn't fought so hard against Xemnas' control over me, then I would have hurt you." His hand curved into a fist. He turned to the wall and hit it with all his might. I was surprised that no dent was left behind. Zelix then closed his eyes and sighed. I placed my hand gently on his arm. For a moment, I didn't know what to say, but it irritated me that he was pulling himself down with things that never happened.
"Well, you didn't, OK? It's over and done. Xemnas is gone and we're in one piece! Quit wrecking your head with events that didn't happen at all!" I commanded firmly and took my hand of his arm.
He turned to me. His face was mildly amused.
"Those are strong words for someone so young." He joked and then chuckled merrily.
I frowned because I wasn't in the mood for jokes.
"Stop being so annoying, will you?" I spat, sounding more irritated than I was. He placed his hand on his hip and shook his head with a mocking grin
"Oh dear, it sounds like someone is having one of those teenager mood swing moments." He said with played concern. My expression softened and I punched his arm playfully. We both laughed till my chest hurt. Zelix's words were true.
He became serious again. By then I had completely forgotten that he didn't answer my second question. When it crossed my mind, I wasn't bothered to repeat it.
"C'mon, let's go find your friends." Zelix emphasized "They must be worried about you."
I nodded, surprised by his eagerness to find Roxas and the rest.
Together we travelled deeper within the castle. The unchanging scenery of endless white was 'aggravating', as Zelix described it. The longer I listened to him, the more I realised that he was beginning to talk in a different fashion. His classy vocabulary began to test my patience. I didn't understand half of the big words he was using. The weird thing was that he only began using this classy, new vocabulary now and not when we first met.
Was this his true identity? Was he a son of nobility who played the hero by confronting a Nobody and then became one himself by accident? I honestly didn't know, and I wouldn't ask him now. It was not the right time.
After a while we came to a dead end. It was a circular room with the same alabaster walls as the rest of the castle. The ceiling was relatively high. Broad pillars lined the wall and stabbed the ceiling. In the centre of the room stood a colossal silver double door with golden swirls engraved into the frame that, at the top, melded together into a spike.
For a moment, Zelix and I stood in silence, gazing at the magnificent door with a sense of serenity.
"I wonder where it leads to." I thought, out loud. Zelix shrugged, but then placed his right thumb on his cheek and a finger on his jaw line with a thoughtful expression.
"Possibly to a significant realm that Xemnas cherished. Why else would it be so eminently decorated?"
I threw him an irritated glance. He was using that vocabulary again.
"I have to disagree with you. Nobodies like Xemnas couldn't 'cherish' anything and I don't know what you mean by 'eminently decorated'; it's just a silver door with golden swirls." I contradicted him.
"You do not understand the meaning of my sentence. By 'cherish' I mean value its importance." Zelix explained, leaving me more confused than at the start of the conversation. He chuckled wryly. I didn't find it amusing in any way. My brain wasn't build for his fancy language!
"Next time, could you explain yourself clearly? Your language is just confusing! " I complained furiously and stomped my foot. Zelix chuckled again and patted my shoulder. Then we gazed at the silver door in silence. My fingers twitched towards the door knob. I was very tempted to see what was beyond it.
"Ria!" I jumped at the intensity of the over-excited yell of joy. Spiralling around, I saw little Roxas Jr. running up to me, his face lit up in a childish grin. It felt like a heavy weight was lifted from my body. 'They're all right.'
Junior embraced me tightly, laughing like the excited young child he now was. Zelix joined in. His deep laugh surprised me. I had never before heard him laugh like that.
As usual, I had no time to question it. From the corridor, Roxas, Axel and Zexion raced up to me. Their faces were decorated with wide grins. I had never seen something like it on their faces before.
With an incredible force, the three bashed into me and locked their arms around mine. We all collapsed laughing full of humour, excitement and incredible joy. We were all like five year old children.
"What are you doing, fellas?" That voice was unmistakably coming from King Mickey. We got up and gazed at him. Roxas was the first to answer. His cheeks were flushed and he scratched the back of his head, pleasantly embarrassed.
"We were just, y'know, messin' around." Axel and Zexion both nodded, continuing to grin like idiots. A realisation occurred to me; I never thought I would see Zexion grin. From behind, Zelix chuckled wryly again. I could sense that he was enjoying the ability to feel the amusement.
King Mickey smiled and shook his head, content. He felt happy for the former Nobodies.
"C'mon, let's go home." Roxas turned to me, His azure eyes glinted with joy and happiness. A relieved smile touched my face which widened his grin. Then he turned to the others and cheekily challenged "I'll race you both to the Gummi Ship, grannies!" With a few sharp remarks, the three boys ran off, Roxas Jr. trailing behind. I was just about to follow them when I realised something that made my heart drop.
My work here was done. I had to return to my real home. I had to return, even though my mind was begging me not to.
The thought made my eyes sting till salty water gathered around the edges. I turned my attention to the King and Zelix and suddenly knew where the door led to. A single tear slid down my face. Their expressions faltered.
"I know where this door leads to . . ." I uttered melancholically and rubbed the water out of my eyes. Zelix sighed and touched my face gently as he noted what I meant. The king's face was cheerless.
"Cheer up Ria. I thought you were keen on returning to your friends and family." Zelix stated. His gentle, steady voice couldn't hide his emotions. He wasn't happy about me going back home; I could see it in his eyes.
"I . . . Oh, I don't know!" I wailed and rubbed my eyes once more. I took a moment to steady myself "I miss my family very much. Sometimes it's that bad that I can't sleep. But I don't want to leave this place either. Half of my heart wants to stay here and the other half wants to return home."
Rushed footsteps neared themselves to me. It was Roxas who breathed heavily.
"Ria, c'mon!" He urged with a pleasant smile. When I didn't react his smile vanished almost immediately and he glared at Zelix.
"What did you do to her?" He spat furiously while raising his fist. Zelix glanced at me for help. He was both surprised and shocked that Roxas would still accuse him. I tipped my head once.
"Roxas, he didn't do anything. It's that door." Roxas examined the door closely. Then he shrugged and gave me a questioning look. I turned brittle at it.
"That's the door to my world." I answered in a monotone voice trying to keep my emotions under control. Roxas grew disappointed at my statement. He knew as well as I did what this meant. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he kicked the dust, gazing at the ground with narrowed eyes.
"So, are you going home now?" He asked, in a quiet, displeased tone, keeping his eyes locked onto the ground.
I lowered my head, also staring at the ground and made a low uh huh sound. The journey was over and there was nothing left for me to finish. Roxas had prepared himself for my answer, but as he received it, he recoiled as if someone had punched him.
"But . . . you can't go now! Remember, Kairi is expecting to see you again. You can't just ignore her and leave!" Roxas demanded with a hint of desperation. He was searching for any excuse that would force me to stay.
Slowly, I lifted my head. I remembered Kairi and smiled, pleased. This was a good enough excuse.
"You're right." Roxas' face lit up immediately.
But there was one worry. I turned to the small mouse King with an anxious expression.
"Could this door disappear anytime soon?" I questioned and pointed at it.
A thoughtful silence hung in the air. The King's reply was long in coming, but lastly he answered.
"I don't think so. This door was standing here since Xemnas found it a while ago, and hasn't disappeared since. What do you think, Zelix?"
Everyone turned their attention to him. Zelix scratched his forehead deliberately and then crossed his arms with an answer ready.
"I suppose you speak with sense. This door hasn't changed its position at any time. I believe that it will vanish once a Keyblade wielder seals it. But until Ria departs, I see no reason for anyone to seal it. Therefore, there is no possible way it could vanish." His tone of voice hinted signs of smugness.
Talk about proving you point. Even though I was irritated even more because of the vocabulary, Zelix's answer made me grin inside with happiness. 'I can stay!'
"I guess it couldn't hurt if I stayed a little longer." I admitted casually. Roxas expressed his happiness by laughing loudly and embracing me tightly, so tightly that I began to have breathing problems . . . again. Why was it always necessary to smother me in an embrace?
"Roxas . . . can't . . . breath" I choked and felt a little disturbed. I could hear Zelix and the King chuckle. Again! Was this 'Keep-a-continuous-flow-of-happiness-and-amusement-going' day?
The grip around me loosened and Roxas grinned bashfully. I rolled my eyes and turned to Zelix.
"What are you going to do now? I mean, you've got nothing to hunt now." His expression was neutral. He fingered the pommel of his sword, not sure how to answer.
"I suppose I should return to my family. The worry and anguish that fills them must be a heavy burden to bear, and it increases drastically every day."
"Oh." It was all I could say. I had never taken in account that Zelix had a family, nor had I thought of it. He always came across to me as a lone wolf.
"My Father has an underlined health condition. Worry weakens him. I would not want him to suffer any more on my account." That was something I could understand. This was a whole new side to Zelix, a soft, caring side. Only then did I realise that I had forgotten about his heart. I slapped my face, irritated.
Silence washed through the circular room. At last the King spared a few short words.
"We should get going, fellas. Today is a special day and we should celebrate it."
My face lit up at his words. Celebrations meant food, and to be honest, I haven't had that mouth-watering stuff in a very long time. As I glanced at Roxas, I could sense that he was feeling the same way. He carried the expression of a starving wolf.
"Yeah, let's go. The others are waiting, and everyone knows Axel has a notoriously short fuse." The hall filled with hearty laughter. It caught me off guard because, again, I had expected the emotionless.
Zelix ran his hand through his black hair and bent down to whisper something to the king. The mouse nodded approvingly. It felt unreal to me. A man talking to a mouse? It was something I hadn't felt in a long time. I shrugged it off quickly, but it left me in thought.
"The time has come," I turned to Zelix. My gaze met his. "I bade you farewell, Ria, Roxas. May good fortune smile on you and your friends." He wasn't going to the celebration with us.
Without another word, Zelix advanced to the exit. Before he completely left the room, he turned around on last time.
"Ria," I looked at him. "Thank you. Thank you for delivering me from darkness. Thank you for restoring my life. And thank you for destroying Xemnas' delusional wrath."
I felt warm blood rushing to my face and soon my cheeks burned with bashful fire. He noticed and chuckled.
"I'm in your depth" He stated warmly. I began to protest, but he insisted on paying me back some day. His attitude bugged me. He was quite stubborn.
"On day, my friends, we will meet again. And then, I'll give you something special, Ria." He paused and sighed, closing his eyes. Then, he opened his eyes again and cheerfully added, "Until that day".
Zelix exited the hall with a smile full of gratitude carved into his face. I listened till his footsteps faded into the silence. Without him, a strange loneliness gathered around me.
Roxas scratched his head in confusion.
"What happened to him? Did he smash a rock against his head or something? What's up with the classy vocabulary?" Roxas sounded utterly confused. I looked at him and shook my head, clueless.
"I don't know, Roxas. I don't know."
We had arranged to travel to the King's castle later on for the upcoming celebration, but now we strutted towards the Gummi ship, ready to return home.
Junior's laugh echoed around us. At least someone was having fun.
"Now he has finally decided to join us!" That was Axel. He was irritated. I could really feel it in his tone of voice. It was strong and real. One thing was strange. Why did Axel say 'he'?
Axel was leaning against the shiny red wall of the Gummi ship with his arms crossed and chin tucked into his chest. He stared at the ground with a dark gaze. He made no eye-contact.
Zexion poked his head out of the Gummi ship warily. His grey-blue fringe dangled down the right side of his face, covering one of his wise eyes. His face cracked into a wide, delighted grin as he spotted Roxas and me. This was also full of true emotion. It was still a shock seeing Zexion happy when you have known him to be quite and emotionless.
Junior sat on the ground, eating a bar of chocolate from my bag. I smiled. I had completely forgotten about it.
Axel did not notice. Roxas glanced at him, uncomfortably. He leaned over to me and whispered:
"Talk to him."
I turned to Roxas and looked at him in an irritated fashion. He flashed an uncertain smile and then mouthed 'please?' with hopeful puppy-dog eyes. I frowned. I could never resist those eyes.
"Coward" I muttered as I stomped over to Axel. I straightened my face and stood up with my head held high.
"Hey Axel, what's wrong?" The redhead's head snapped up in alarm. He scrutinized my face with disbelieve for about twenty seconds and then his face too, cracked into a wide, perky grin. And without warning, he pulled me into a choking embrace. That was the third time someone smothered me today.
"I thought you left us without sayin' good-bye!" He laughed heartily. Only now did I realise that he must not have noticed me earlier. This situation felt very awkward and that was the only thing on my mind for a moment.
I was torn from my thoughts because my lungs began screaming for air. My oxygen reserve crumbled with the force of the embrace. I now knew how a mouse felt when choked to death by a snake.
"Axel . . . can't breathe . . . you're choking me!" I whimpered with no tone in my voice.
"Huh?"
The grip around me fell away, and I began gasping for air. Then I slumped to the ground and took relieved breaths.
Axel now turned his attention to Roxas, who smiled at him.
"Sorry I snapped at you, buddy." Axel placed one arm around Roxas, best-buddy style and grinned apologetically. The sight was so amusing that Zexion and I exploded with uncontrollable laughter. Axel and Roxas glanced at each other, and then joined in. And then, we were all laughing together like idiots, looking like idiots. We didn't care. You spend an unbelievable amount of your live time worrying about you appearance, and time is precious. So why squander it by worrying?
As I looked at Roxas Jr., his expression read: I don't know them. This was a reason to laugh even harder.
I ceased laughing when my stomach began aching. I clutched it and groaned. Battle bruises. And too much laughing in one day.
"C'mon guys, let's go home." I suggested when the others broke off their laughing fits.
"Yeah, Hayner, Pence and Olette are waiting." Roxas agreed. Axel, Junior and Zexion too, agreed. Axel wanted to join us in Twilight Town and Zexion was itching to get back to Ansem the Wise. Roxas Jr. wanted to join Zexion in order to find answers to his existence. Of course we had to celebrate first. Celebration = food.
We boarded the Gummi Ship, each with our own little happy thoughts floating around. There were so many things that I still wanted to do, but for now, I needed a nice long sleep and some freakin' delicious grub.
"Hey guys," They all looked at me at once. "Thank you for supporting and sticking with me even though I can be a real pain. You're a great bunch of friends." Now was my time to hug. I hugged them all individually. Axel whistled as I embraced Roxas, taking a bit longer than I should have. I didn't complain.
"Think and say what you want Axel. I don't care."
It was a strange adventure with new friends and new enemies. Now it was over, and I was already beginning to wonder what other adventures dawned.
Me: Wow, I can't believe it. I'm finished. Hahahahah! I did it. I finished off my first ever story on Fanfiction. Anyway, I want to thank everyone for reading this story. I'll begin the sequel soon, but first I have to finish of one of my Organisation guides. I've been pushing it out of my way for too long.
About the sequel, I don't know when it'll be published. I'll try to get it up in the next few weeks. If you put me on author alert, you won't miss it.
Fare well for now, and please please please please review.
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