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Harsh soil cracked under his feet. A strong wind passed through the area, throwing up dust and giving the place an even more desolate feel than usual. Sora couldn’t say why he’d come back to this barren wasteland. It was a place of nightmare, of loss and grieve, of hopelessness. Not so much to the others though. All they remembered was a tough and terrifying battle but ultimately a win.
And that was the crux of the problem. Remembering.
Sora remembered the first battle, the one they‘d lost. Remembered it so clearly and yet he could barely remember what happened after he’d died. And wasn’t that a heart stopping thought. He had died. And no one knew about it. Except for Chirithy of course. Speaking of his newest friend; “You can stop hiding, you know.” Sora had pegged his presence the moment he stepped off the gummiship.
Sure enough, Chirithy’s familiar little steps could be heard behind him. “What are you doing here, Sora?“
“I don’t really know.“ He was surprised himself by that revelation. He really didn’t know why he’d come here. It had just felt right. He’d set his destination before even consciously thinking about it.
“Everyone is probably worried sick about you right now.“
“Probably.“
“Maybe you should call them, or better yet lets go back.” He felt Chirithy tug at him, as if hoping it would persuade him to leave this place.
“I don’t have my gummiphone on me.” He simply answered without looking away from his empty, desolate surroundings.
“What?! Why not?”
“I’m pretty cure Cid has found a way to track the phones. I didn’t want anyone to find me here.”
For a while nothing was said, the only sound his own breathing and the strong wind blowing around him. Then Chirithy asked him in a small voice the one thing he didn’t know how to answer, didn’t want to answer. “What are you looking for Sora?”
“Something I am missing. I don’t know what, but I know where it is.”
Chirithy abruptly stepped in front of him, tugging at him again, desperately this time. Sora didn’t look down at him, just kept staring ahead. “You can’t go back there Sora. There isn’t a path you can travel. That world is separate and there is only one way to get there.” An annoyed huff followed that statement. “ Well two if you count you dreaming yourself there.”
“Still feeling cross about me doing that?” Sora couldn’t help but smile at the put out look on his newest friend’s face.
“It shouldn’t be possible and yet you did it. You damn right I’m still cross about it.“
Sora laughed softly as Chirithy crossed his little arms, paws in front of him, trying to look angry and only succeeding in looking adorable. But his happiness quickly left him again, his sombre mood overshadowing everything once more. “I’m not okay, Chirithy. Everyone can tell, including me. And I won’t be okay again unless I fix it.”
“I’m not sure you can, Sora. I warned you about leaving before you were ready.“ Indeed he had, but at the time Sora had more important things to worry about, more important people. He had accepted the risks, even not knowing what they entailed. He still didn’t regret anything, despite how horribly wrong he felt right now.
“It’ll work out. Trust me.”
“No, come back, Sora. Come back home and we’ll figure something out.“
“I’m sorry, Chirithy. I have to do this.“
Without explaining, Sora summoned his keyblade and in one swift movement put it through his own heart, again. He vaguely heard Chirithy scream before darkness took his vision and mind.
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