Your name is Roxas and you’re wondering why you even keep going.
There’s no reason to follow orders. You don’t particularly want a heart as you feel just fine without one, despite the fact that you find yourself missing your two best friends as of late.
You still don’t know why you need one, when people who have ones do the worst things. If that’s what having a heart is all about then the Organization can count you the fuck out.
But now, with that revelation, what is there to do? What can you do? What do people normally do? You have no idea.
You’re name is Roxas, and you’re sick to your stomach with disgust, and perhaps what some call fear.
What will you do?