Kingdom Hearts: Consumed by Darkness

Chapter 6

Helios lay on the dark beach, struggling to piece together what was real. A faint whisper began to echo in his mind, a voice he hadn't heard in years—one he thought was lost forever.

"Helios... my dear," the voice called softly. "You must remember who you are."

He gritted his teeth and shook his head, trying to push the voice away. "No... this can't be happening," he muttered, his pulse quickening. "I can't be someone else. I can't be... something else."

But the voice persisted, growing stronger, tugging at memories he couldn't ignore. They surged up from deep within him—flashes of a life he had long forgotten. A world he had left behind.

"Remember, Helios," the voice urged, insistent. "Remember who you truly are. Remember me."

A storm of confusion and anger swirled inside him, his fists clenching as the emotions took hold. He had always felt out of place, like he didn't belong anywhere. But he never imagined it was because he was from another world entirely. The idea alone made his heart pound with denial.

"Who am I?" Helios cried out, his voice hoarse as it echoed across the desolate beach. His only answer was the sound of crashing waves, a lonely rhythm that seemed to mock his desperation.

He staggered to his feet, his head still clouded with the fragments of memories returning. Everything was a blur, but then, one thought broke through the fog: The Dark Meridian. This was the Realm of Darkness. Memories flashed brighter now—familiar faces, old battles, and a sinister presence he couldn't shake.

"That bastard Xehanort..." he muttered, feeling the bile rise in his throat. "He tried to make me a vessel for his heart. I'm in the Realm of Darkness, and Nightfall—my city—it's probably been swallowed by the Heartless. My parents... they sacrificed everything to protect me."

His voice faltered, the weight of it all pressing down on him. Before he could fully process it, a voice cut through the air behind him—calm, dark, and familiar.

"Good, it seems you're finally starting to remember," the figure of darkness said, appearing as if the shadows themselves had shaped it. "With your memories awakening, I can feel the dark emotions blooming within you."

Helios turned sharply, his blue eyes locking onto the figure's glowing gaze. He bristled with anger. "So, that's your game, huh? You hoped that by bringing back my memories, you'd confuse me—make me fall into despair, so you could possess me."

The figure chuckled, a low and menacing sound that echoed in the stillness. "Possess you? No, Helios, that was never my intention. You're far too valuable to be a mere puppet. I'm offering you something far greater: the truth. A deal, if you will."

Helios clenched his fists at his sides. His instincts screamed that this figure was not to be trusted, but he couldn't ignore the question gnawing at him. "What truth?" he spat. "What kind of deal?"

The figure stepped closer, shadows swirling around its form like a dark mist. "The truth that you, Helios, are more than a mere pawn. You are the key to unlocking the true power of Kingdom Hearts. The one who could reshape the very universe itself."

Helios's heart skipped a beat. "What are you talking about?"

"You have within you the potential to create something new—a universe where we can break free from the constraints of this world. You see, this world... it's not real," the figure said, its voice laced with amusement. "It's nothing more than a game, a design created to entertain others. And it's rigged for the light to always win. But together, you and I can rewrite the script."