OOC: Ouuu, a new person, lol
IC: With his now-dull blue eyes staring into oblivion, the blonde-haired kid nodded slowly. Right now, he felt like he was in a dream World. Everything seemed so unreal. Those memories... those horrible memories when he was a member of the Order - number 10, to be precise - he'd hoped to one day forget. Desperately he'd tried to repress these memories of what he'd seen, what he'd done, and what he'd thought, only to have them bubble to the surface. These thoughts were always on his mind, but now they could no longer stay submerged.
"I don't remember anything before I joined the Organization," he said. His eyes hadn't moved at all. He hadn't even blinked! "My past. My homeworld. My parents. Non of it comes to the surface. I was about thirteen at the time, and from what I can tell, or make sense of, I was the only one who was whole. That's probably why they took me in... they saw it as some sort of advantage, I don't know.
"Anyways, I was trained in the art of stealth. Maybe one day I'd be an assassin of some sort," he chuckled grimly at the thought. "My power was, well as you already can guess, Twilight. This they also used to their advantage in studying the Heart. How was it I could follow the path In-Between, when others couldn't? Did they know I would one day wield Keyblades? Honestly; I don't know."
Tyken paused, but only breifly. "I helped in some of the experiments with the Heartless. I took down notes, studied in the progress, hypothesised a few theories. I was also partly the cause of so many innocent people losing their Hearts. It was all well and good from what I could tell at the time. It was science! This was for the good of all to unlock the secrets of the Heart. But as I grew older, and did more terrible things, I saw the Organization had become corrupt. Evil things were done. Not only were people losing their Hearts, but more Heartless were being created. If someone was in the Organization's way, and of no importance, they were made Nothing. I couldn't be a party to this."
Riku should now the end result. Not wishing to bear witness to this, or take part, the blonde-haired kid had done the unthinkable. Flee from the Organization! How he'd manage to do this without being caught was a great mystery.
"From what you said though," he suddenly said, now looking up, "it seems that they are trying to clean up what they had started."