After having defeated Xehanort and managed to have saved Kairi from her fate, Sora disappears into a dark abyss of Darkness. Just as it seems like it'll be an endless sleep for having abused the Power of Waking, an outsider manages to teleport the y...
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Many years back, Otto Suwen was a young boy who was in a cradle of hell. He couldn't understand anything due to his divine protection, causing all the voices from all living things to be so overwhelming that he doesn't know what to do.
'How does everyone live in this noisy world like it's nothing?'
Otto held this question since he could only hear static noise, unable to tell what the sound is or what anybody was saying. Otto's parents s noticed their son's abnormality, and immediately took him to see a doctor. Wouldn't laugh, wouldn't anger, wouldn't cry. His absolute failure to foster any emotional expression owed to the fact that Otto perceived all external influences as being exactly identical. Thus, to the point that it worried his parents, Otto spent his infancy as an emotionless human being. Perhaps call it fortune that the Suwen household was a merchant family, and preserved a middle class standard of life, with more than enough savings to send their son to and from the doctor's.
But no doctor could find anything physically wrong with Otto. Of course not. If one were to name Otto's condition, it was assuredly deafness resultant from excessive noise. A brother two years his elder, and a brother two years his junior. Unlike Otto, his siblings passed their days as healthy children, growing up heartily alongside their parents' love. Their parents' attention toward Otto steadily thinned as love proportioned for three people was instead allocated to two, distancing Otto from his parents' warmth.
Otto held no grudge or jealousy for his brothers or about his parents. For one thing he hadn't
fostered neither the negative nor positive emotions of hatred or finding things enviable, but more so, even though Otto generally would not understand what they were saying, his brothers would interact with him patiently. He thought his parents' mental exhaustion inevitable.
Otto didn't know, had he been in his brothers' position back then, whether he would've been capable of being so insistently kind to such a strange family member. So in fact he was grateful to them.
Sounds may not reach him, but written word did allow for communication. It was his elder brother who both discovered this and attempted to read books aloud for Otto. Learning to read and write was naturally the ultimate in difficult tasks. He could not register the sounds needed to comprehend the words. For Otto to understand what a sequence of words meant took him ten times longer than ordinary children. But that said, he found no suffering in that. Quite sadly, the sensibility required to find things agonizing was absent in Otto, and children incapable of proper lifestyles lacked in daily activities.
"Thank you, for everything." Otto wrote this and showed it to his parents, causing the two to cry with his mother hugging him tightly. Otto started to cry, recalling this to be a turning point in his life. He still struggled for a few years but eventually when he turned ten years old, a light passed by him. He was unsure at first until he heard words coming from the Zodda bugs,
