Post by Micheal Coen on Jan 5, 2012 0:21:28 GMT -5
Micheal walked through the streets of this large world hoping to at least find a hint of his fiance'. It was not that he wasn't looking for any of he others as well, but he so desperately wanted to see Victoria again. He often dreamed of her finding him and just holding onto her. His worst nightmares began the same way but in the end she fell through his grasp like she was made of sand.
You know she is gone.
Leave me alone.
You know the world out here, you've heard the stories, you know what happens to worlds consumed by the darkness. She is gone.
You know nothing. She made it. I made it after all.
Yes and we have a powerful weapon, designed to kill Heartless, what did she have, your love?
Micheal snorted in disgust as he walked down an ally way. He heard the scuttling before he saw the first shadow. Micheal reached out and instinctively called the Soul Stealer to him. He felt the blade pull him into battle, he watched himself dance around the Heartless. He was surprised at how much of the movement was his own now. He had been learning from the sword, learning to fight. That thought distressed Micheal.
Why should it? We are made stronger by the blade, it gives us the strength of many with each and every swing. We could not have asked for a better gift.
Micheal was breathing hard as he finished off the last shadow, but it was not from exertion. He opened his and and watched the Soul Stealer vanish from sight. He noted the tingling sensation that traveled up his left arm as the new power was transferred to him.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" He shouted at the voice in his head as he punched a nearby crate, immediately regretting the action.
Of course his anger had a hollow heart as he did have to recognize the fact that it had been 3 months since his world had been consumed.
Move on, it will save you from the pain in the end.
You know she is gone.
Leave me alone.
You know the world out here, you've heard the stories, you know what happens to worlds consumed by the darkness. She is gone.
You know nothing. She made it. I made it after all.
Yes and we have a powerful weapon, designed to kill Heartless, what did she have, your love?
Micheal snorted in disgust as he walked down an ally way. He heard the scuttling before he saw the first shadow. Micheal reached out and instinctively called the Soul Stealer to him. He felt the blade pull him into battle, he watched himself dance around the Heartless. He was surprised at how much of the movement was his own now. He had been learning from the sword, learning to fight. That thought distressed Micheal.
Why should it? We are made stronger by the blade, it gives us the strength of many with each and every swing. We could not have asked for a better gift.
Micheal was breathing hard as he finished off the last shadow, but it was not from exertion. He opened his and and watched the Soul Stealer vanish from sight. He noted the tingling sensation that traveled up his left arm as the new power was transferred to him.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" He shouted at the voice in his head as he punched a nearby crate, immediately regretting the action.
Of course his anger had a hollow heart as he did have to recognize the fact that it had been 3 months since his world had been consumed.
Move on, it will save you from the pain in the end.