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Hello, readers. I began writing a novelization of the first Kingdom Hearts game recently and I thought I would share it with this community. I'm proud of what I have so far and I hope to get a lot of feedback and constructive criticism. I have made various changes and additions to the story that I've implemented in order to tell the story better in this medium. Nothing I have added or revised takes away from the story we all love, but makes it a much smoother read. Please let me know what you think and if you like what I have so far. Letting me know helps me write better and encourages me to write more. I will continue to post more as I write it here in this thread. I hope you enjoy my adaptation of this incredible story!
Preface:
I'm falling, but I feel weightless. How long have I been drifting here? It feels like it's been forever, but I can't remember when it started. Am I asleep, or have I just woken up?
I'm cold. I can feel pressure on my body. My... body? Awareness envelops me and I can suddenly see. It's still so dark. I see something above me. Is that light? It glows, but it keeps moving farther and farther away. I am sinking, but I'm not drowning. Downward. Spinning. Spiraling. I give in and embrace the plunge.
My eyes adjust to the overwhelming darkness and I can see a new light. This one is moving towards me. It welcomes me, yet I am afraid. I cannot stop its approach. I must face what lies before me, for I know there is no other way. The light becomes a picture. My fear subsides as I fall towards a circular light. As I approach, I can see a soothing visage of a kind woman surrounded by many different faces that fill me with new feelings, emotions. Are they new? Have they been inside me all this time? More questions. I feel desire. I want to know.
The light of the picture surrounds me as my descent slows. I feel touch as my feet fall softly against the glowing picture. I look around me, cautious of what is to come. I feel something looming but I do not know what. My fear returns to me yet I do not know why. There is nothing, yet within me there is a weight.
“So much to do, so little time...” A voice suddenly awakens my ears and I can hear. It is calming, and somehow so familiar.
“Take your time.” The voice continues. “Don't be afraid. The door is still shut.”
I know I tell myself, knowing the voice can hear me.
“Now, step forward.” The voice beckons. “Can you do it?”
A warm presence fills my senses and I comply. My feet move and I can walk. They take me to the center of the circle of light. They move as if they aren't my own, pushed forward by an outside force. I welcome it. I let myself be overtaken and accept whatever is to come.
Shapes begin to rise up from the illuminated floor and I watch as strange figures materialize above what appear now to be three pedestals. I am startled, but intrigued.
“If you give it form... It will give you strength.” The voice rings again through my mind. I know that it is addressing the items above the pedestals. “Choose well.”
I feel an overwhelming desire to obey the voice and my feet take me to the center pedestal. A sword floats above it. As I look at it I feel a great strength surge inside me.
“The power of the warrior.” Says the voice. “Invincible courage. A sword of terrible destruction.”
I admire the weapon's gleaming blade and it's golden hilt, but my attention is quickly drawn to the left pedestal. I walk to over to it and behold a staff. It has a long shaft that ends in three spheres that create a friendly shape, awakening an energy inside me. I am filled with heat and cold all at once, and a tingling sensation runs through my body.
“The power of the mystic.” The voice again tells me. “Inner strength. A staff of wonder and ruin.”
I still feel the desire. I have not yet found what I seek. I turn around to see the final pedestal. Atop it, a shield. As I walk towards it, my guide speaks to me.
“The power of the guardian. Kindness to aid friends. A shield to repel all.” Friends. That word resonates in my mind and faces suddenly flash before my eyes, too quick to see, but strong enough to feel. I take the shield from the pedestal. It is robust but feels almost weightless in my hands. The symbol in it's center, like the top of the staff, fills me with a comfort that I cannot explain. Friends I say to myself. I am filled with purpose.
“Is this the form you choose?” The voice asks me.
Yes. I tell it without hesitation. The sword and staff immediately shatter as the pedestals beneath them crumble into dust and the voice tells me, “Your path is set.”
I despair as I feel the power within those items fade within me, yet I am not empty. I know I hold what I desire. I feel strong.
“Your adventure begins at dawn.” the voice within me proclaims. “As long as the sun is shining, your journey should be a pleasant one.”
A warm light shines inside my mind. It is still dark all around me, yet I can see and feel a brilliant light and suddenly another shape begins to rise from the ground. As it comes into view I can see that it is a door. It is large and daunting, decorated with intricate designs. I am drawn to it and as I reach out to touch it, the voice continues.
“The day you will open the door is both far off and very near.”
The door cracks open just before I can touch it and light leaks through it. As it slowly continues to open, more light spills out and shines so iridescently. I stare in awe at the effulgence.
“But be warned.” The voice tells me with a darkened tone. “The closer you get to the light, the greater your shadow becomes.”
The light from the door floods my senses and blinds me. I step backwards away from it, but I do not turn away. The light is so beautiful. It is all I can see and all I can feel. My vision clears as I back away from the alluring door and I notice a blackness at my feet. It tears my attention from the light behind the door as it twists and contorts. Suddenly it leaps from the floor and gains shape. It looks like a boy. I know him.
Sor-. A deafening rush of darkness interrupts my thought as the shadowy boy transforms into a massive being of dark terror. A huge gap opens in the thing's chest and I can see with horror that it has no heart. Fear comes rushing back to my mind and I begin to panic. The gigantic black thing rises even higher and as I look upwards, I see dark tendrils squirm ceaselessly and two terrifying yellow eyes stare through me. It can see the fear in my heart.
A pool of darkness swells beneath me and I am helpless to keep it from swallowing me. I flail, I thrash, I try to scream out in fright but the terrible darkness drowns out my voice and paralyzes my body. I cannot escape and I cannot breathe. The voice returns to me.
“Do not be afraid.” It says. “You hold the mightiest weapon of all.”
I do not understand.
“So don't forget” The voice tells me as I am overtaken by the darkness.
“You are the one who will open the door.”
Preface:
Long ago, the world was connected, and it basked in a warm and beautiful light.
The people of this world loved the light, but their love turned to greed, and it was this covetous love that drove them to conflict.
The world's inhabitants succumbed to violence in their lust for the light and fought each other over the very force that connected them.
Darkness what born in the hearts of those who fought and it grew as they turned against each other.
The darkness swallowed these avaricious hearts and eclipsed the once radiant light that they so desired.
A terrible blackness spread far across the world as it was consumed by this new, unstoppable force and it disappeared into darkness.
All had seemed hopeless, but it was the glimmer of innocence within children that sparked their world's resurgence from the great void.
The pure hearts of children had not been tainted by the greed of so many, and together, those pure hearts created the world anew, gathering the fragments of light within their hearts and shining a new radiance upon their resurrected home.
This new world was bright and peaceful, just as it had been before the war over the light, but it was no longer whole.
It was all the children could do to abate the darkness and remake their home. There was still hurting, still sorrow, and a great disconnection.
The light that once bathed the world was now scattered amidst time and space, waiting to be reconnected.
Waiting for the key to their true salvation.
1
Dive To The Heart
I've been having these weird thoughts lately. Like, is any of this for real... or not? Did I find this place, or have I been here all along? All there is darkness. Am I dreaming? Where am I?The people of this world loved the light, but their love turned to greed, and it was this covetous love that drove them to conflict.
The world's inhabitants succumbed to violence in their lust for the light and fought each other over the very force that connected them.
Darkness what born in the hearts of those who fought and it grew as they turned against each other.
The darkness swallowed these avaricious hearts and eclipsed the once radiant light that they so desired.
A terrible blackness spread far across the world as it was consumed by this new, unstoppable force and it disappeared into darkness.
All had seemed hopeless, but it was the glimmer of innocence within children that sparked their world's resurgence from the great void.
The pure hearts of children had not been tainted by the greed of so many, and together, those pure hearts created the world anew, gathering the fragments of light within their hearts and shining a new radiance upon their resurrected home.
This new world was bright and peaceful, just as it had been before the war over the light, but it was no longer whole.
It was all the children could do to abate the darkness and remake their home. There was still hurting, still sorrow, and a great disconnection.
The light that once bathed the world was now scattered amidst time and space, waiting to be reconnected.
Waiting for the key to their true salvation.
1
Dive To The Heart
I'm falling, but I feel weightless. How long have I been drifting here? It feels like it's been forever, but I can't remember when it started. Am I asleep, or have I just woken up?
I'm cold. I can feel pressure on my body. My... body? Awareness envelops me and I can suddenly see. It's still so dark. I see something above me. Is that light? It glows, but it keeps moving farther and farther away. I am sinking, but I'm not drowning. Downward. Spinning. Spiraling. I give in and embrace the plunge.
My eyes adjust to the overwhelming darkness and I can see a new light. This one is moving towards me. It welcomes me, yet I am afraid. I cannot stop its approach. I must face what lies before me, for I know there is no other way. The light becomes a picture. My fear subsides as I fall towards a circular light. As I approach, I can see a soothing visage of a kind woman surrounded by many different faces that fill me with new feelings, emotions. Are they new? Have they been inside me all this time? More questions. I feel desire. I want to know.
The light of the picture surrounds me as my descent slows. I feel touch as my feet fall softly against the glowing picture. I look around me, cautious of what is to come. I feel something looming but I do not know what. My fear returns to me yet I do not know why. There is nothing, yet within me there is a weight.
“So much to do, so little time...” A voice suddenly awakens my ears and I can hear. It is calming, and somehow so familiar.
“Take your time.” The voice continues. “Don't be afraid. The door is still shut.”
I know I tell myself, knowing the voice can hear me.
“Now, step forward.” The voice beckons. “Can you do it?”
A warm presence fills my senses and I comply. My feet move and I can walk. They take me to the center of the circle of light. They move as if they aren't my own, pushed forward by an outside force. I welcome it. I let myself be overtaken and accept whatever is to come.
Shapes begin to rise up from the illuminated floor and I watch as strange figures materialize above what appear now to be three pedestals. I am startled, but intrigued.
“If you give it form... It will give you strength.” The voice rings again through my mind. I know that it is addressing the items above the pedestals. “Choose well.”
I feel an overwhelming desire to obey the voice and my feet take me to the center pedestal. A sword floats above it. As I look at it I feel a great strength surge inside me.
“The power of the warrior.” Says the voice. “Invincible courage. A sword of terrible destruction.”
I admire the weapon's gleaming blade and it's golden hilt, but my attention is quickly drawn to the left pedestal. I walk to over to it and behold a staff. It has a long shaft that ends in three spheres that create a friendly shape, awakening an energy inside me. I am filled with heat and cold all at once, and a tingling sensation runs through my body.
“The power of the mystic.” The voice again tells me. “Inner strength. A staff of wonder and ruin.”
I still feel the desire. I have not yet found what I seek. I turn around to see the final pedestal. Atop it, a shield. As I walk towards it, my guide speaks to me.
“The power of the guardian. Kindness to aid friends. A shield to repel all.” Friends. That word resonates in my mind and faces suddenly flash before my eyes, too quick to see, but strong enough to feel. I take the shield from the pedestal. It is robust but feels almost weightless in my hands. The symbol in it's center, like the top of the staff, fills me with a comfort that I cannot explain. Friends I say to myself. I am filled with purpose.
“Is this the form you choose?” The voice asks me.
Yes. I tell it without hesitation. The sword and staff immediately shatter as the pedestals beneath them crumble into dust and the voice tells me, “Your path is set.”
I despair as I feel the power within those items fade within me, yet I am not empty. I know I hold what I desire. I feel strong.
“Your adventure begins at dawn.” the voice within me proclaims. “As long as the sun is shining, your journey should be a pleasant one.”
A warm light shines inside my mind. It is still dark all around me, yet I can see and feel a brilliant light and suddenly another shape begins to rise from the ground. As it comes into view I can see that it is a door. It is large and daunting, decorated with intricate designs. I am drawn to it and as I reach out to touch it, the voice continues.
“The day you will open the door is both far off and very near.”
The door cracks open just before I can touch it and light leaks through it. As it slowly continues to open, more light spills out and shines so iridescently. I stare in awe at the effulgence.
“But be warned.” The voice tells me with a darkened tone. “The closer you get to the light, the greater your shadow becomes.”
The light from the door floods my senses and blinds me. I step backwards away from it, but I do not turn away. The light is so beautiful. It is all I can see and all I can feel. My vision clears as I back away from the alluring door and I notice a blackness at my feet. It tears my attention from the light behind the door as it twists and contorts. Suddenly it leaps from the floor and gains shape. It looks like a boy. I know him.
Sor-. A deafening rush of darkness interrupts my thought as the shadowy boy transforms into a massive being of dark terror. A huge gap opens in the thing's chest and I can see with horror that it has no heart. Fear comes rushing back to my mind and I begin to panic. The gigantic black thing rises even higher and as I look upwards, I see dark tendrils squirm ceaselessly and two terrifying yellow eyes stare through me. It can see the fear in my heart.
A pool of darkness swells beneath me and I am helpless to keep it from swallowing me. I flail, I thrash, I try to scream out in fright but the terrible darkness drowns out my voice and paralyzes my body. I cannot escape and I cannot breathe. The voice returns to me.
“Do not be afraid.” It says. “You hold the mightiest weapon of all.”
I do not understand.
“So don't forget” The voice tells me as I am overtaken by the darkness.
“You are the one who will open the door.”