Fractured: A Kingdom Hearts Story Part 5 by Vye-Brante, literature
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Fractured: A Kingdom Hearts Story Part 5
“Magic does not reward the impatient or the overconfident. Seeking out a fight whether or not you will win will not prove anything. Do you understand?” “I understand.” I did understand. But… The question of whether or not I would win was not the question I wanted answered. Maybe it was silly of me to not have said so. When I had said I wanted to fight a Heartless, I was thinking I’d just go outside the castle walls and wait for a Shadow or two to come along. Maybe a Soldier. Since it would have been my first fight, I wanted to start small. This giant armor Heartless was the opposite of starting small. I held my staff in front of me as bravely as I could. I was trapped inside the courtyard with it. Malik and Vander were stuck on the other side of the invisible barrier. “Stay calm,” Malik instructed. “The worst thing you can do right now is panic. We don’t know what
Fractured: A Kingdom Hearts Story Part 4 by Vye-Brante, literature
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Fractured: A Kingdom Hearts Story Part 4
Now they knew about the cracks in my heart. It seemed I was worried about nothing because not much changed for me. Malik stopped being suspicious about my behavior. My parents seemed to check up on me more, but largely my routine stayed the same. Malik would still skip days of study. I continued going into town to keep learning all the skills I thought could be of use. Eventually the accessory shop owner let me even try forging my own tools and accessories. They were low quality and didn’t do much, but I was satisfied with them as a beginner. They were still an accomplishment to me. Months went by and I continued to train and study to improve myself. One day Malik told me to study magic on my own and come back when I learned a new spell on my own. I practiced the day and went back to talk to him when I had learned Thundara. He then scolded me for choosing to simply upgrade a spell I was already really good at rather than pushing for something new. I argued it
Fractured: A Kingdom Hearts Story Part 2 by Vye-Brante, literature
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Fractured: A Kingdom Hearts Story Part 2
By the time I was more or less recovered, the city had already settled into its new sense of calm. The guards patrolled the city constantly to keep the Heartless in check. They never disappeared entirely, but they did not swarm the way they did in that initial attack which made them easier to manage. The citizens learned quickly to not travel alone and how to avoid the Heartless. As strange as it was, after a while we all more or less became accustomed to them. They were still dangerous and missing people continued to be reported here and there. But we were learning. We settled into this new normal and continued our routines. Still, we took the threat seriously. We still could never determine the source of the Heartless. They seemingly had just appeared one day, and now they were here to stay. My parents were very busy as they did their part to keep people organized. Recruitment for guards had gone up and luckily there were people willing to answer the call. Our
Fractured: A Kingdom Hearts Story Part 1 by Vye-Brante, literature
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Fractured: A Kingdom Hearts Story Part 1
The day before my sixteenth birthday. I remember it well. Just not for good reason. That’s when everything, and I really mean everything, changed. Back then, I stomped my feet and gave a loud huff. “What do you mean Vander isn’t going to be at my party?!” I demanded. “The negotiations with the Welkins kingdom are taking longer than expected,” my father attempted to explain. “They are at a very delicate point in the process, and he can’t very well leave in the middle of it all to be here.” I was aware of these facts, but this did nothing to sway me from my tantrum. My tastes were very different when I was younger. I remember I liked wearing pink dresses with frills and ribbons. I wore any jewelry I could whenever I could. I liked my hair long and curly, although I never did it myself. I remember that’s what I liked but can’t seem to recall any particular dress or accessory as being my favorite. I sometimes wonder if