Disclaimer: KH no-no mine.

A/N: Made this on December 27, 2008. Seems like the theme of my works this year is brief character musings.

Please let me know if there are any errors or vital missing information with the events mentioned here. It's been a while since I've played Kingdom Hearts – which reminds me to reiterate that this one-shot spans the first installment of the video game series.

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Muse
By indistinguishable

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How this one was chosen to wield the Keyblade was beyond me.

He was too young, too scrawny, too weak, too naive and just too simple.

He did not emit any aura of strength or sage-like wisdom. He had never endured the pain and hardship that so many others had. He was utterly oblivious to how much darkness a heart could hold. And all he cared about was being reunited with his friends.

So I took it upon myself to test him by sword, and he, much to my surprise, came out as the victor. Even though he fainted about five seconds later.

However, I knew that he still had a long way to go. The addition of King Mickey's subordinates would not be enough. The darkness was a force to be reckoned with, and there was no way I – no – we would let him lose.

We did all we could to help. Aerith, with a few words from the rest of us, supplied their knowledge of the situation. Cid regularly repaired and enhanced their Gummi ship throughout their travels. Yuffie and I pushed them to their limits in the contest for the Pegasus Cup at Olympus. Finally, we supported them at our world of origin: Hollow Bastion.

Their progress was astounding, to say the least. Keyholes were being sealed, many of the worlds' inner conflicts were being resolved, and the darkness was slowly but steadily receding.

There was a time before they entered the final part of their journey that they opted to rest and rejuvenate at the world of Traverse Town. On several instances during their stay, I found myself wondering if he really was the Keyblade master; he'd come a long way from when he started, but there was still much for him to work on. ("Hey, what does this button do...? Gyah!")

But I suppose beggars can't be choosers.