‘ it’s not murder if they deserved it, right? ’
“No one deserves to die!”
His voice booms; projected proudly from within him in a deceleration of ideals. A body disintegrates between them, the Heart fluttering away to Kingdom Hearts, where it would be safe. He will make sure it makes it there safely, his Keyblade already summoned, and humming in familiar energy beside him. Shadows skirt around, hungry, but wary. Their Her Darkness calls to them, as does the exposed Heart, but he won’t allow it. He won’t stand down.
“You act as if life is something that can just be thrown away! Like it’s-- a toy! Don’t pretend you’re so self-entitled to dictate the lives of others. You have no right!” Anger crawls like a line of blotted violet through him, blurring his edges with feathery tendrils of something familiar as his heart pounds in his chest. He had just watched her throw away someone else’s life like it was nothing. She acted as if this was all nothing. How absurd. How-- liberating.
The Darkness recedes, like a rubber band snapping back, as the chain of his Keyblade rings with a sweep of his arm. “I won’t let you do that to anyone else!”
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