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[He knows it's time. He can barely breathe, and his body's covered in dark marks beneath his shirt. And he's done nothing more than resign himself to his fate now. Riqis, Namine, Xion, Ven... It's his turn.

Roxas has put himself in his room to wait it out, sitting on his bed in the corner. He's kept watch over the network for a long time and knows that Ven and Xion are back... But what about the rest?]

Are... Are Riqis and Namine back yet? And- And what about the others? Who... [A wet cough.] Who else is sick? Are we missing anyone?

[The feed runs a little longer until it abruptly turns off before he starts coughing again. He uncurls his knees from his chest and holds tight to his communicator, waiting for responses. He has to know.]

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[There's a faint twitch in Xemnas' smile. He closes then reopens his eyes. Too easy. Xemnas repositions his hand over the boy's, curling his gloved fingers in tight to take hold of the handle. The weapon's tip still hovers before the boy's chest. Too simple. There's precious little thought required to execute the movement. He draws the blade back only to thrust it forward, neatly skewering the Nobody seated in front of him.

He might as well be pressing a fork into a bite of dry, tasteless meat. Any hint of emotion the smile had lent him vanishes when those upturned corners of his mouth flatten out. Too helpless, that bearer of the Keyblade. Xemnas watches him impassively as he forces the Keyblade on through and twists it hard.

Mercy killing. Perhaps that's what it really is. The Superior finds the button on the communicator still tucked in his pocket and presses it.]

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It didn't work, but...something's-

[Xemnas' hand closes over his own again, tighter, and he looks up in just enough time to see the man's face as the blade slides into his chest. But this isn't like Sora's death when he released his heart. No, this is...

Roxas' body convulses in pain once, eyes widening like saucers as Xemnas stabs him.]

Xe-Xem... [His mouth opens in horror as the blade slides even further, a deliberate push, and he chokes on his own words. His own hand turns with the Superior's as the blade is twisted inside of him. He grips the blade with a shaking hand and tries to pull it back out.]

S-Stop...Xemnas...