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[This time, Sora's dream takes place on an island. But something seems off about it. It practically oozes life, and yet, no one besides the boy is here. And he sits there, knees hugged to his chest at the base of a tree that grows out over the water. As opposed to his first dream, where he seemed to border on hostile, Sora now seems almost... Lonely and sad.
And perhaps adding to that is that the islands seem to almost flicker every now and then, between the beautiful place full of life and a desolate and destroyed landscape floating in an endless voice of darkness.]
[[OOC: Sora's beginning to feel a ton of regret for his actions on the real Islands. If you manage to get him to open up, expect him to rant and question! Have fun with the flickering islands!]]
And perhaps adding to that is that the islands seem to almost flicker every now and then, between the beautiful place full of life and a desolate and destroyed landscape floating in an endless voice of darkness.]
[[OOC: Sora's beginning to feel a ton of regret for his actions on the real Islands. If you manage to get him to open up, expect him to rant and question! Have fun with the flickering islands!]]
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[A weak smile at that.]
...He told me my parents had abandoned me, and he took me in. I didn't believe him, but my parents never came. And when I went back a little while ago, their house was empty. Like no one's lived there for ages. And worse...
[A sigh.]
...Riku'd forgotten me completely. He was... My best friend. Everything built up, and just exploded, so... I ordered the Heartless to destroy this place. But now... I dunno. It hurts to think I did that.
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She'd fought to put things back and get her mother back, once she finally gained the courage to think she could.]
It's late for regrets. It won't undo it. Your choice is to build something new, or forget about it and decide it doesn't matter to you.
What will you do?
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...I don't know. Things used to be simple. Dad was right and nothing bothered me. But now?
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[The voice of experience? Perhaps.]
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[Definitely a voice of experience, even if he has no way to know that.]
So what will you do to find it?