Words of Advice | Journal Entry 1
All right; a word of advice to anyone reading this: Faith sucks. You don't want to get hit by that spell; it hurts. It really fucking hurts. The more Darkness you have, the more screwed you are.
Just one of them is enough to knock the wind out of you and make you feel like you've got a sunburn. Getting hit with almost ten of them is like being set on fire from the inside out. You can't breathe, you can barely think. Everything burns as the Light rips through every scrap of Darkness you have in your heart.
You can imagine how much this must suck for someone whose heart contains nothing but Darkness.
It's indescribable, the amount of pain all that Light caused. Not even being separated from Ventus had hurt nearly as much as that stupid Faith spell. I'm not sure how long I lasted, but while I was awake? I was wishing I were dead.
Light purifies. As a being of pure Darkness, it had a lot of work to do on me. Think of the worst sunburn you have ever gotten, then imagine that it's under your skin. And it goes down to your bones. It's like you're breathing smoke and ashes; your lungs are burning, your heart is constricting like it's in a vice. You want to scream, but you can't.
I don't know how I survived that onslaught. I still don't understand how I even could have. By all rights, I should've died that day.
Take it from me; Faith sucks. Don't get hit by it.