Prologue

In a white room that is quite spacious, you can hear people holding back their sobs, the atmosphere is so gloomy and feels cramped. But people still gathered there, they try to keep their emotion from exploding, while clenching their fists, so they can stay strong.

the sound of the electrocardiogram continued to sound but it was getting weaker and felt like a sickening strain from those around who heard it.

In that room lay a young man in a bad condition or you could say in a dying state using IV and oxygen as a tool that supports his life. he couldn't see anything except blurry and hazy vision, his shortness of breath also made his situation worse.

Worse than worst, he realized that he was in a dying state and his time would not be long.

He wanted to give up but he couldn't, because...

Knowing he wasn't alone in the room. so many people who accompany him, continue to pray and support him. So... he simply can't.

There is his father, even though he knows his father is the busiest person because his work as part of the government. There is an older brother with his wife, who is considered like a biological sister by him.

And there is his mother, who is also an important person for the government in the country. But still... always makes time to be with him and accompany him at all times.

"tenka! stay strong, don't give up!" his mother said

"tenka...please, please god" his sister-in-law prayed

"Brother..."

As part of a pretty great family, he doesn't know should whether to consider himself lucky or consider himself unlucky, not being arrogant but his family actually is really wealthy. But because he was born with a sickly body, everyhting kinda feel meaningless. Since his birth he never brought any benefit to his family, he considered himself a burden. He even wondered why his family cared and loved him so much.

If he were in their position, he might doubt he could be as strong as them and care to much to other. His familly really filled with the power of love...

Honestly he is very grateful for his father, brothers and sisters, and lastly his beloved mother, that never gave up on him. They were always there with him, supporting him and helping him despite their strenuous work careers.

So... he didn't dare to give up, he was afraid to give up. After all the love they had given to him, he felt it would be very cheeky if he just gave up on his life. After being born into such a harmonious family, he was not willing to let them go, there was so much he wanted to do with them. So...

He fights even though it hurts...

He fought even though it was only suffering...

He fought despite feeling desperate...

He fights...

"!!!!! ugghhhhh!!!!!!" He's trying hard to survive, for every life that he can hold....

He continued to fight death, kept staring at the ceiling as if the grim reaper was really there. And it looks like he wants to challenge the grim reaper...

"This is so cruel... madam please stop" the man in a white coat or lab coat tried to stop every support in the room. it's a doctor

!!!!

"As a doctor I should never say this, but normally at times like this the family should try to ease every pain of the patient, please be willing to let go of your son. It hurts my heart to see a young man suffering between life and death because of has to fight beyond his own lifetime....He has fought that should be enough, please take a good look at your son"

"But... tenka! tenka!... he's going... go... tenkaaa!" said the woman around the age of 40 and over but still looks beautiful and feels authoritative.

"Enough!..." Said the bespectacled man who looked like he was in his mid-50s.

"Dear...*sobs* *sobs*..." Said the mother

"We have to be calm, here the one who feels the pain is Tenka... we have to be willing" said the father firmly.

"That's enough, tenka... you don't have to fight anymore, you don't need to feel pain anymore, thank you for everything... thank you for being part of this family"

"Brother... please rest, I will never forget the times we played games together... my your heart be your guiding key, is your favorite sentence that I will never forget..." said the brother while hugging his wife.

Tenka still didn't want to give up, but his condition was no longer possible. no matter how strong will you have, when your time runs out it will run out, that's life... so...

slowly... with the last remaining strength... he try to hold....returned his mother's hand...

"Mo...m....i...i...i l..o...ve yo...u..." Tenka said while crying, his face filled with tears and snot, it looks like he tried to hold it in, only ended up making his face look messy. right now he saw nothing but darkness, but he could still feel the warmth of his mother's hand at the last moment.

"Tenka!!!" said his beloved mother.

That time a young man name masahiro tenka death after fighting and fighting for his family that he really cherish and love...

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"Ugh... what a pain....my ass hurts

...i feel dizzy and uugh! Oeggh!... i want vomit... actually what happen, where am... i..." Said the young man while close his mouth with his hand.

"Whats is this... my hand...glove...huh??? wait ...the air is so refreshing, my breath doesn't feel suffocating... i feel strong!!!

He stand up and see his own body... he using weird cloth but seems familiar...wait... this is not just familiar... whats is this... he jump and he feels light

Then suddenly he see his right hand... a ... key... yup key... or you can say...

"Keyblade....Keyblade keyblade keyblade keyblade keyblade keyblade !!!"

"No...no...n...no way...for the sake of sacred bald head old man xehanort!!! a Keyblade !!!!"

He run... so fast... as long as he lives... he never know how running feel... because entire his life standing is already hard enough for him... he run... he want deny... but in the same time hope this is not a dream...this is not after life ...the touch, the feeling, the air, the sound, and the scent.... is to real !!!... he know... the familiar clown shoe, the familiar cloth, and the familiar keyblade... he run.... until he find ...a small lake surrounded by trees that are blown by a cool breeze...he... want to see...

He affraid... but he didn't stop... he want to see and...

"Sora..." jaw gaping.

"i....i i i.... I...AM SORA !!!" he screaming