[It sounds so simple, described that way. And maybe it was, but looking back, it doesn't feel simple. He can't recall what made the difference and brought two out of one, but Roxas remembers...he remembers fury and frustration and an intense desire to do something, feelings that swirled together in an awful cauldron until it all boiled over.
He thinks he can remember sadness, too, though he's not sure what he had to be sad about then. Maybe his broken friendship with Axel, seemingly gone for good.]
It happened around when I tried to attack the Organization.
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[It sounds so simple, described that way. And maybe it was, but looking back, it doesn't feel simple. He can't recall what made the difference and brought two out of one, but Roxas remembers...he remembers fury and frustration and an intense desire to do something, feelings that swirled together in an awful cauldron until it all boiled over.
He thinks he can remember sadness, too, though he's not sure what he had to be sad about then. Maybe his broken friendship with Axel, seemingly gone for good.]
It happened around when I tried to attack the Organization.