Demyx walked through the halls of the castle, looking for Axel, whom he hadn’t seen in a while, and truly missed. When he couldn’t locate the pyro, he went to the only place he hadn’t looked, which was Axel’s room. He felt kind of foolish for not looking here first, but he was ready to right his mistake.

“Axie… are you in there?” He said as he knocked on the door marked VIII. When no answer came he slowly opened the door, finding an empty room. “Guess not…” Demyx turned to leave, when a yellow piece of paper caught his eye under the bedstand light. “What’s that?“ He walked over and sat on the bed, picking up the paper and reading it.

I’m burning…
This pit of hell I’ve fallen into
That will destroy all that I am.
My heart is long lost…
But with him I felt still complete.
Now he’s gone, leaving a gaping hole
In my very soul…
I know they try, but they can never know this pain…
Oh how I wish I could go back in time
Stop myself from making this mistake
But sadly there is no way…
If he could only see
The extremes I would go to…
I have to find him, so that I may be complete again.

The paper was now stained with tears and Demyx’s eyes were red.

“What have I done…”