Chapter 5

The sky was white with clouds rolling in. It was starting to get colder. The doll looked outside the window, he saw that the ground had started to form tiny white crystals on the grass. The girl was sitting down against the wall, keeping her body heat in, trying to keep warm. She had said to him that winter was soon, and once that happened she wouldn’t be able to move. He would have to hurry if his plan was to succeed. Opening the door, the doll heard a voice.

“Are you leaving?”

He nodded.

“Please, don’t go. Stay with me.”

The doll turned around and left, closing the door to not let any more of the cold air inside. The cool wind brushed passed his face, he couldn’t feel anything though, he was made of junk after all. The girl had made him from her wishes and some junk that was always around the area, this was how his soul was linked to this world. It wasn’t very fun floating around this empty world alone. But that’s what he was doing now, without her, travelling around this empty, sorrowful world to look for junk in order to build something that could help them leave this world. Something that flew perhaps. Occasionally, he would fine a few bits and bobs, here and there, to gather into the pile of already gathered parts. He could see some type of animal always wandering around in groups of 3 to 5, but they were not sentient. They were just objects here, imitating how they would act in the other world. How he wished he could get there soon. The girl had come out of the small house, watching him gather the pieces until he came back.

“You’ve found a lot.”

He nodded. Things would be much easier if he could speak, he could tell her his plan, but all he could do is think and hope that someday she could hear his voice.

I did, but I still need a way to build it.

The girl watched him pick up some of the parts and try to put them together, they stayed there for a bit before falling down to the ground. He tried a few more times before the girl leant down and put them together for him. They didn’t fall.

Maybe you need a heart to do this, just as she did with my body.

As time passed and more and more pieces were fit together, the girl started to slow down in her movements. She was cold, almost too cold to move, but she didn’t want to stop working. If she did, that would mean that precious time would be wasted on getting out of this world. If she knew what he was trying to build earlier, he was sure that she would have gone out there to gather the junk herself. Her breath slowed, and with each breath he could see the warmth from her escaping as she breathed.

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“Cold.” She whispered, trying to hold it in, not wanting him to hear. “Why do you want this?”

I feel like you or I belong in this world, that we belong in another one. I want to escape.

In response, he grabbed her hand, then together walking back inside before she couldn’t move any longer.

Roxas stayed in place, looking at the girl in the door. She had been gone for the rest of the day after she left, and now she was back. It would have helped if she was there in the hospital, but he did manage to get back safely with Xion. Well, after what had happened with the time power, he couldn’t exactly say safely. The two continued to stay in their place, the girl at the door, and Roxas just inside, facing her. Xion hadn’t come down from upstairs, she was probably getting comfortable. It was a while before any of them spoke up, but when someone finally did, it was the girl.

“Maybe now you realize the keyblade’s true power. I warn you that it can only be used in certain instances, and also if you miss the point you’re supposed to use it, then you won’t be able to use it at all.”

By certain instances, did she mean when he was going to die? Or if someone else was who was important to his survival? Either way, the only answer he could find himself is that it happened when he needed to live or be saved in the future by someone who was in danger at that moment.

“Who are you?” He asked out of nowhere, “Who exactly are you?”

She sighed, maybe not wanting to explain. But she started anyway.

“I am a being from another world, not the same world Xion is from, but one that is both extremely far away, but very close at the same time. I cannot return to that world, so I reside here, and in the other world, helping the people in need, as well as my one main goal. That goal has taken me many years to try and complete, but it is finally coming together. The world I am from is empty, sorrowful, and time does not flow. Life does not exist, but imitations of life are there like animals. I was always lonely until I met someone in need, he was watching me everyday. So, I went out everyday and gathered parts to make him a body. Eventually we both left that world and ended up away from each other. But you do remind me of him, Roxas. The goal I came here to complete after leaving that world was instantly given to me, it is a prophecy, which requires a lot of people to complete. You are part of it, which is why I sent Xion here, but now it can’t be completed with you still here in this world. As you can probably tell, I can travel between the two worlds freely as I have connections to both of them, both of which are you Roxas. You are the only one who can hear my voice when I am not in the same world as you, which is why I think you are the one in this prophecy.”

“And what is this prophecy?”

“I only know one of the many stanzas. But I will recite it for you.”

Bring forth the other,

As once one is gone, he shall step forward.

If one refuses, a new story will birth.

If one accepts, twilights end will begin,

And destiny’s beginning will end,

For the empty, sorrowful world…