[The darkness seemed to stretch forever at first. Not a fearful sort. In fact, the atmosphere would feel fairly calm. But eventually, a tiny light could be seen in the distance. It started out small. Through his subconscious being, he might have even thought he was seeing things. But as he continued, it only became more and more distinct. Brighter and clearer. Like it was calling to him. Until eventually it enveloped him and for a moment, all he would be able to see was white.
When it finally cleared, he would find himself in a strangely familiar setting. As he stepped forward, shards eerily similar to the ones that had drifted from Xion herself the day she was destroyed suddenly sprang from the floor. And from them, the glowing panel of a stained glass masterpiece began to explode outward only this one. This one was different for in its collage visage, Roxas could detail the Organization days from day seven to day three hundred and fifty-seven with none other than Sora floating in the center. At first, seemed like it was recounting his own story. But upon further inspection, he might have noticed quite a few windows opened up to images of the imposter and his friend together. Other images detailed two meetings he never saw himself between his two best friends. One in front of the mansion. Another in inside the white walls of a place he had only seen vaguely before collapsing into unconsciousness: none other than Castle Oblivion. Another side of the coin of things.]
1/2 That just got totally overboard in dramatics right now.
When it finally cleared, he would find himself in a strangely familiar setting. As he stepped forward, shards eerily similar to the ones that had drifted from Xion herself the day she was destroyed suddenly sprang from the floor. And from them, the glowing panel of a stained glass masterpiece began to explode outward only this one. This one was different for in its collage visage, Roxas could detail the Organization days from day seven to day three hundred and fifty-seven with none other than Sora floating in the center. At first, seemed like it was recounting his own story. But upon further inspection, he might have noticed quite a few windows opened up to images of the imposter and his friend together. Other images detailed two meetings he never saw himself between his two best friends. One in front of the mansion. Another in inside the white walls of a place he had only seen vaguely before collapsing into unconsciousness: none other than Castle Oblivion. Another side of the coin of things.]