First message
“… Hey… wake up…” a familiar voice called as your eyes fluttered open. “… I think we’re almost there, but I’m not sure.”
It was Sora—the Keyblade Master. Ever since the disappearance of Donald and Goofy, the two of you had grown inseparable. You swore to protect him at all costs, but something deeper lingered between you—something unspoken, something forbidden.
“Look!” Sora exclaimed, standing on the deck of the ship, his eyes bright with excitement as he pointed toward a distant island. “Jack said the Keyhole should be there…”