I've found yet another person that my memory deems familiar, and yet I'm positive I've never met them before. That makes... five of them now. Five people, and we all seem to have some sort of connection between us, despite the fact that in our conscious memories we don't recall each other.

Perhaps that connection has to deal with the things that Xemnas and I talked about a while back.

If I knew where he was now, then perhaps I could introduce him to Zexion and the others, but it doesn't seem like he would be an easy person to find. I didn't feel his presence in Hollow Bastion either, so it doesn't seem like he is there. It doesn't seem logical that he would stay there for so long, anyway.

Something tells me that perhaps he'll come to me. Who knows? But I am sure that the others will find great interest in Zexion.

Upon my second arrival to The World That Never Was, I found myself meeting up with not only Larxene again (we seem to cross paths often), but with two others as well. They are Marluxia and Roxas, and just like Larxene, they seem to hold some familiar air to them. Roxas especially. Something just seemed... incredibly important about him, a something I can't quite place.

However, I left them to explore the grounds themselves. They might be better off that way, anyway, as Marluxia and Roxas seem to share the same affliction that Larxene and I do.

In the meantime, I've travelled lower into the world and into the darkened town beneath the castle. There's nothing of true interest here, but there is an increasingly large number of heartless shadows. I'm not surprised in the least, as the place is so very dark and acts as something of a magnet for these things.

Unfourtunately, nothing seems to have spurned memory gain. Oh well. Perhaps I shall just continue travelling on my own to other places. I wonder where I shall go next?

I've remembered much so far, after travelling The World That Never Was. However, large gaps are still in place. I have people's names, but no face, and I've faces with no names. Then there are the random events, the random bits of dialogue with no words that sear in my mind.

I would like to know everything now, but I suppose I'll need to be patient. Everything will come back in due time, it seems, just some seem to come quicker than others.

In the meantime, I believe I may return to The World That Never Was once more. I may remember one more thing if I do.

Oddly, twice in the same day I meet people that I know (or at least, I believe to know).

Later in the evening last night, as I pondered that awfully vivid dream I had, I was treated to the company of none other than... the very man that appeared in my dream. We talked briefly, and he shared his information on the heart and the memories that we and others seem to have in common.

I've decided to follow this man (or at least travel with him) in order to seek out my own memories. There must something important about all of this. I mean, hardly any of this can be a coincedence, right?

In the meantime, I've been left to wander this world... The World That Never Was. I've explored some areas, but have yet to explore much further than that. The power of the moon here is simply astonishing, but it seems it's covered by storm clouds, and has been for quite sometime.

A moon with that power... how I'd love to see it.

While wandering Hollow Bastion earlier today, I ran into Larxene.

Surprisingly, it didn't turn into a fight, and we shared sentiments of broken memories and similar memories as well. And here I thought I was the only one. If she is the same, then surely there are others as well?

Who knows?

Perhaps I'll find out soon enough. I would like a few answers for myself. After all, I can only ignore these memories for so long...

I managed to actually get some semblance of sleep last night, much more than I've been able to get in weeks. It was refreshing, for the most part, at least until I was awoken by one of the most vivid dreams I've had.

I normally have dreams similar to this, and usually ignore them (the images aren't vivid enough to really concern me much), but this was... much more vivid than what I'm used to. The smells, and even the sensation; it all felt as if I was actually there, and that it wasn't a dream. While the dream itself wasn't particularly exciting, it's just how real it felt.

If I recall correctly, I was atop what seemed like a large, white altar, decorated with spires of some symbol. In front of me was a man whom I'm sure I don't know, but at the same time, he seemed so very familiar. He seemed excited, and so did I, as we watched a large, heart-shaped moon (I could feel its power; it was strong, and tempting). We spoke, and our lips moved, but I heard no words or any sound at all, save the wind and the glow of the moon.

But I could feel the wind, I could sense how strong the darkness was, and I could smell it, too, wherever we were. I could feel the sheer power that that moon held, and I felt as if I was there, experiencing this first-hand. I felt so excited, as if something great was about to happen, like something I've waited for for a very long time.

I don't know what we talked about, but somehow the words 'heartless' and 'nobody' come to mind. As of right now, neither of those words hold importance to me, but now they won't leave my mind. Neither will this dream, no matter how much I try to forget it.

I don't recall these incidents, so why am I dreaming of them? And why was this one so damn vivid?

Unfourtunately, I cut the battle short with Larxene two days ago. I'm not sure why, though, as I just... did it. Hopefully, though, I'll have piqued her interest enough to have her wanting another fight, because I would love to do it again sometime.

In the meantime, I have no more business at the moment at the Coliseum, so I took a trip back to Hollow Bastion. I realized just last night that it's been too long since I've actually slept, mainly because of my restlessness. I feel a calling to something, but I don't know what it is, and it forces me to be on the move. There are certain images I can recall, places that it wants me to go, but I don't know of these places, nor do I truly want to go.

Larxene was another one of those things; she seemed familiar, but I said or did nothing. I'm not quite sure why, but then again, I don't know why I'm remembering things that never happened.

How... funny. Heh.

Perhaps I just need to rest my mind and body a bit to let these things go.

I've met up with a young woman named Larxene, who may prove to a worthy enough opponent in battle. Soon, I'll be fighting her.

On a slightly... different note, it's been a while since I've recalled odd memories that fit in no other timeline I've come to record in my mind. Just recently a few have started to come to me again, of places I don't remember visiting, and of places I've visited. Yet, none of the memories make sense. A part of me is boggled by this; how could I possibly remember things that never happened to me in the first place?

I've come to believe something... greater happened to me that I don't remember. But whatever it is, I can't know until that time comes.

Until then, Larxene is waiting.

The full moon is tonight; so close to rising.

I think I'll enjoy myself at the tournment later this evening.

Arriving at the Coliseum, I seem to have also forgotten how powerful and pungent the stench of darkness is down here. It's one of the more unpleasant features, but I can forget it long enough to participate in the tournaments held.

The head down here has some relation to the darkness; what, I don't know. I've never talked to him, but I have seen him, and he seems to enjoy my fighting. I'm sure he'll be surprised to see me again after so long in between the last tournament.

I just wonder who I'll be fighting this time, because I would like to pity them; after all, the full moon is only in two days time.

After returing from a quick (and now I think, unnecessary) trip to Twilight Town, the Struggle battles being held there reminded me of the tournaments held quite frequently at the Coliseum some worlds away. I haven't been there in what seems like ages; I don't think a quick trip there would hurt much.

Besides, I don't think I can stay here again in Hollow Bastion for any longer than a day. I have to move, but I'm not sure where. Whether my memory is searching, or if the darkness is... I don't know. But the satisfying thrill that the idea of a fighting tournament gives me is enough motivation to get moving tomorrow.

I wonder if anyone I've met on my travels will participate, or even knows of it's existance?

Heh.

Perhaps when I return in a week or two, something exciting will have happened here. Exciting enough to keep me in place for once.

The moon will be full again in a couple days, just in time for the tournament. How... wonderful.