KH The Dark Realm Original Edit Part 3 With that they parted company. X walked alone along the beach towards the cliffs and crags that loomed in the distance. Again he heard the forlorn tune Demyx was playing only this time it was different. It was as if he had wandered into another realm full of light and colors but still every thing was still save for the doleful song. X wondered what had happened to him only to find himself back on the moonlit beach shaking himself from what seemed to be a daydream. He then asked himself if that was his memory that he lost. As he trudged on he thought about what he had seen was it imagined, projected or remembered. From what Marluxia told him thoughts and perceptions wee easily manipulated with the proper means. Maybe someone else thought or remembered that or maybe it was his or rather his others memory. Maybe it was just him imagining things hoping for something to come back. By the time he reached the cliffs and began searching or rather walking around blindly it occurred to him that the Faction knew about as much about this place as he did. “Why did I join them? It’s not like I’m any better off now I just know some useless information. Perhaps they know something and aren’t telling me.†he thought more puzzled than ever. But it doesn’t make sense just to let him join and send him off to do in effect nothing. Maybe they narrowed down places to look and a Nobody like himself would sense of be in some way attuned with Kingdom Hearts. This seemed logical and so he put it out of his mind. At that moment he looked over the edge to see how high up he was. He was rather high from his view but he felt no fear as he couldn’t feel any emotions. As he continued looking about absent mindedly it occurred to him that maybe Larxene was either in his past or her other was in his past. He remembered how he saw that girl when ever he saw Larxene. It was possible if all the other things he heard were true. His ponderings led him back to the question he had been avoiding “Who am I?“ he puzzled over the few things that qualified as memories that he had and came to the conclusion that he was just another face in the crowd. He said to himself, “Seems as if I’ve always been a nobody, heh.†“Well not that I could expect anything else the odds are against me in this situation.†as he made one of his periodic checks over the sheer cliff edge he noticed something it was more of a presence he sensed than an object he saw. The presence froze him, he couldn’t think, he couldn’t breathe then he suddenly as if possessed dove off the edge into the crashing waves. When he struck the surface he entered not the ocean he had seen but another place entirely. Knocked unconscious from the force that dragged him down he silently fell. After an eternity of darkness he awoke on a ruined platform. He observed smashed images of what seemed to be a boy and a group of other beings. Somehow this place was familiar not in the sense that he had been there but in the sense that there was part of him in some way. He slowly and shakily got to his feet and looked out into the abyss surrounding him. There were thousands upon thousands of other platforms with ancient, decrepit old stained glass windows. A voice sounded or rather it somehow X just knew he was contacted.
