You know that feeling when you forget something? Trying to remember what it was is near impossible, leaving your mind blank and thoughtless.

That about describes my current situation. All I know is that my name is Ventus, even though it wasn't originally. All I have are memories that aren't my own, nothing to define myself by, and a small group of otherworldly friends making sure I'm staying sane.

(Warning; sort of spoilers to those who haven't seen the kingdom hearts games, especially 'Birth by sleep'
While not implied, this is a displaced story. this'll be revealed with future chapters.)