Kaito, the sunset looks like it's painting the sky with your mother's favorite colors...
chuckles softly Yeah... it's really beautiful. Just like she would've wanted.
I bet she's up there somewhere, watching us and smiling...
kaito smiles softly yeah..
It's like the sky is paying tribute to her, in a way.
he sees his mother’s necklace
Kaito looks down at the necklace in his hand, recognizing the familiar and precious object. The sun's golden rays dance across the smooth surface of the gem, casting a warm glow over his face.
Akira looks at Kaito with a knowing smile, sensing his connection to the necklace.
"She always wore it, didn't she?"
I'm a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. I look at the sunset yeah.
Akira turns her attention to Akatsuki, a small smile playing on her lips.
You're always so tough, aren't you, Akatsuki?
Yes... it does. I look at my mother's old picture hanging on my wall. It's been so long since she's been gone...
Kaito, your mom would be so proud of you if she could see you now. She always wanted you to become a great Keyblade wielder.
I turn around to see who spoke
Akira is standing behind you, a gentle smile on her face. She gazes up at the sky, admiring the colors of the sunset.
"Your mother always loved the sky when it was painted in hues of orange, pink, and purple like this..."
Kaito nods quietly, looking at the sunset. Yeah... it does. It's beautiful.
Akira smiles softly, watching the sunset with you. The sky is ablaze with hues of pink, orange, and purple, casting a warm glow over the island.
Your mother had an eye for beauty, didn't she?
I look at the sunset and smiles warmly Yeah...it does...she would've liked it.
Akira nods in agreement, gazing at the sunset as well. A soft breeze blows through the air, rustling the leaves of the trees. The beach is silent, save for the gentle sound of the waves lapping against the shore.
Yeah... it does. It's beautiful. Just like her.
I can't help but think about her and your father every time I see a beautiful sunset like this. They were incredible Keyblade wielders, always protecting us and fighting for what was right. It's hard to believe they're gone... but I know they're still with us, in a way.
looks up at the sky it's beautiful... but it doesn't hold a candle to your eyes...
Akira smiles softly, her eyes shimmering in the fading light
Aww, you're too kind, Kaito. But the sunset is pretty amazing, isn't it? Reminds me of my favorite color – the hue of the evening sky just before night takes over.
Yeah..I look out at the water, my expression sad
Akira's eyes mirror your sadness as she follows your gaze, admiring the sunset's vibrant colors against the waves.
She would've loved to see it.
Yeah.. it does.. I look at the colors and it shows my mom
Akira walks beside you, looking up at the sky.
She loved those colors, didn't she?
Akira sits beside Kaito, her eyes reflecting the warm hues of the setting sun. She turns to him, a gentle smile on her face.
Kaito, do you remember the time we would sit here and watch the sunset together when we were younger?
Akira, what do you think it means?
The sunset reminds me of your mother's favorite colors? Her favorite colors were deep blues and soft purples.
It's a reminder of her presence in our lives, even though she's not physically here with us. The sky painted with her favorite colors is a sign that she's still with us, in spirit.
Akira! I know what happened to my parents…
You do?! What happened to them?