Torment

Nobody, such a degrading name. We may lack a bit in the heart department, but we're living beings, more or less.

It was not in my power, nor in the other threes, that we were made Nobodies. We were born from the twisted ambitions of a man called Xemnas, and it was he who doomed us to our lives as Nobodies.

We have never know happiness. Never known joy. We can't even comprehend the sadness that surrounds our absence of heart.

We have no Somebodies to remind us of what it was like to feel. They were destroyed when we were created. Heart crushed to form nothingness. A sad thought indeed. But then again, I wouldn't know. I cannot feel sadness.

I have been told I have a heart, or what little left hasn't been eaten away by my own "gift". This does not comfort me. I am beyond comfort. I will only find such a feeling in liberation, or death trying to gain such.

Perhaps it is best this way. We have never known feeling, and that makes us strong. But then again, we do not have the bonds normal beings have. We are connected only by the uniqueness of our creation, that tied us together by a simple goal: to continue to works of Organization XIII.

And now we have, in a sense, severed that bond. For our we not disobeying the very reason for our creation? Are we not trying to make impossible that which we were made to achieve? Will that not leave our cruel souls in eternal unease, to deny them the one goal they were made to achieve? The one goal that would allow them to rest easy, assured that it is complete?

I cannot say my heart is torn, for I have little to none to do so. But I feel in my self an amount of trust to both parties. They cannot understand, or even begin to comprehend what I have seen, heard, and been told. For they have not seen Organization XIII as clear as day, and they have not been told what they must do.

They have not seen death like I have. They could not, will not, understand what it is like.

So who do I choose, and where do I stand? Is it even possible for me, a creation of Organization XIII, to directly disobey the one order I had been given, and are still instructed to do?

Destroy it, says the three who have always been there for me. Control it, instructs the others who have created me, shown me death, and spared me from its grip.

My every fiber wishes to obey the later. It longs to reap destruction and chaos without mercy. But then there is the small voice that tells me to follow my heart.

Oh how it is foolish. I have no heart.

Yet why do I still want to listen?

[(This note was shredded after it was written, taped skillfully back together, and hidden in Xemnas's secret room, accessed by a hidden switch in III's room.)]