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"You were lost," the demon tells him, the green-eyed monster everyone had warned him about when he was a child. Roxas flinches when the monster extends a hand toward him, huddling closer into his corner. He squeezes his eyes closed, only cracking them when the creature makes a wounded noise in the back of its throat. "You don't remember me, do you?" it whispers, voice crackled and ruined.
10 Alternate Universes of the Axel/Roxas variety.