Almost Like Looking In The Mirror
Continued from here @drexm-eater
It was strange being face to face with his Original like this and despite having no memories, the feelings within told the Replica they had indeed faced one another before, which meant Master Xehanort was telling the truth. In some ways, but in others? The Replica was unsure, but again, he didn’t have much of a choice - he needed to do as told. As commanded.
His original looked far different than he. Shorter hair, taller body -- he was older and that made the Replica wonder...would he age, too? Being a Replica, would he age just like any other person or was he stuck with this form? A form that, each day, reminded him of what he was, of who he was -- perhaps he would simply need to take it upon himself to change that. One day.
His question pulled the Replica from his thoughts, his feet taking him closer to the Original. He raised his hand, forefinger pointing at the Original. “To see how strong you are, to see what makes you so special!” He opened his hand just then and turned it over, his blade suddenly appearing within his palm. His words weren’t a complete lie. He was here on Master Xehanort’s orders, to slow him down, to slow anyone he could down, but he would leave that bit of information out and instead give a different, but still honest, reason. Master Xehanort claimed Riku was powerful, and that he even resisted giving himself to the darkness completely. That only made the Replica want to challenge his Original, despite his Master’s warning not to overdo it because of how weak the Replica was compared to him.
But his words, as angry as they sounded, also held some confusion within. Riku was his enemy according to Master Xehanort, he and his friends wronged the replica when he was first created, and though that felt true to a point, there was a part of the Replica that wondered if that was the complete truth? He shook those doubts out of his mind and gripped the handle of his blade tightly, the sharp ending pointing directly at Riku. “Unless you’re afraid to fight.” He challenged with a smirk.
