The distant days spent in that beautiful paradise are an illusion to me now.
How long have I been here, banished to the realm of nothingness?
It is only by relying upon my anger and hatred that I have been able to retain my sense of self here, where all existence is nullified.
My heart is being overcome with hatred toward my apprentices, possessed by the darkness, and with the anger I feel for stupidly allowing myself to be betrayed.
Is this darkness eating away at my heart?
I cannot continue to idle away my time here.
What are Xehanort and the others attempting to do?
I must unravel the mystery of these Ansem Reports, incept my apprentices, and defeat them.
That is my mission...the only way to repay the world for my sins.
Those brings who lack hearts -- the heartless - must be the key.
The darkness of the heart, made flesh. Cursed shadows who not only lack hearts, but multiply by seizing hearts from any and all living things.
Where have they come from, and where are they going?
Three elements combine to create life: a heart, a soul, and a body.
But what of a soul and body left behind when the heart is lost?
When the soul leaves the body, its vessel life gives way to death, but what about when the heart leaves?
A being does not perish when its heart leaves its body. The heart alone dissappears into darkness.
There is little time.
If I remain in this realm much longer, I will certainly learn these answers the hard way.
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