@quiescentgale ♡’d for a starter !
“Huh?” It was like looking in a mirror. A really weird mirror that didn’t reflect quite right, but Roxas could swear he was dreaming or something. “You’re... me? No...” It couldn’t be. He wore different clothes, for starters, like armor. Roxas had never worn anything like that, nor had he had to. Then again, his memories had been pretty messed up, having two sets of them for the same stretch of time.
But if the person before him wasn’t himself, he had to ask. “Who are you?” He had to be sure. If it were a different person, though, how did he look so much like him? Another mystery to solve... Great.















