This wasn’t a deal made at the moment, it wasn't something rushed, this was given thought. 

It has to do with my life as it is now not how I feel overall even if it's supposed to be Story’s thoughts I’m supposed to be in, it needs to be mine,

Because this is what is supposed to happen, this is what I am supposed to achieve in a timely manner when this is officially posted because even if I don’t, I want to give that wish back into the universe. 

And if I don’t achieve any of my three wishes then it’s because I’m not supposed to find this universe shattering wish out there. 

 Because it’s Here on Earth that's why either way there will always be two catalysts.

One from her world and one from mine 

There will be no way my happily ever after won’t come true  because I gave up three wishes to have them 

But beyond that beyond everything there is a story you need to know, one that will break how you perceive the world. 

Even if you don’t know it yet.

It’s a interestingly short story, not the long novels we are used to seeing but it doesn’t make it any less intense 

It’s about this boy who was amazing but didn’t know it, at least not where it started.

What happens after my part who’s to say but from the adventure I was on, I can say without a shadow of a doubt that he will continue to be amazing. 

He is going to bring out the change we want to see and open everyone's eyes to a whole new world that lies just within our reach.  

But every great hero has to come from humble beginnings otherwise how else can you connect, if he’s already winning wouldn’t that make him so much different than us to actually be some kind of content would just keep us apart cause like fuck am I content with life

Who am I to this man you might ask? 

Nothing more than an inciting incident to his greater journey, the catalyst that starts his heart to demand change 

A dead body, not even one with the right to be called fridged for the story, he doesn’t even know me, I sure as hell don’t know him. 

I don’t know what about me was what kick started everything, if his life was anything like mine seeing a corpse, even a child, is just another everyday occurrence. One less person to worry about having to fight to survive. 

How do you know you might ask? If I wasn’t even alive to watch it happen? To bear witness to all this majesty first hand? 

Well because I was there, but not in the way that most people would think. 

Because I simply wasn’t there in the flesh, but there in spirit.

No I was literally in spirit, as in I am a ghost and although no one knew of my contribution I did and even if all I could amount to was a catalyst, even if it was nothing more than that last straw to break the camel's back. 

At least I meant something to someone, I was an integral part of their day. It may not be the grandiose  relationships I wanted but it was something. 

And what can a writer ask for then to make it in the pages in another’s book, because it meant you made a difference. 

So listen here and listen well it is because of this perspective this omnipresence as you will you’ll know things and his ragtag team of friends he calls family. 

It all started when I died, or at least that’s how this adventure starts for me. 

He found my body at the edge of a boardwalk, not even reaching down to grab a drink as it was so obvious from my emaciated body, that I was beyond malnourished.

Infact it simply looked like I died peacefully watching the meteroshower. Of course it wasn’t infact peaceful but at least my guts weren’t spilling out everywhere, or something even more horrific. 

Nope just ran out of power to keep my body together.

Though I’m going to be honest here I don’t remember all that much that happened around this time, I was still recovering from the shock of…well finding out that I was in fact dead. 

All I remember is that they came back, yes plural as in Sora and Mabel both returned, burying my body by the tree that encroached onto the boardwalk as if trying to walk across it. 

They stood there for the stars knows how long before making their way back home, which of course I followed them too.

I couldn’t help myself. I didn't want to be near that a second more so I followed them not even pretending to think about ghost logistics. I was just too scared and in denial to think to do anything else.

While in the inbetween I have come to the realization of something interesting. That Sora was not like anyone else.

There was something off about him, something different and it felt like the world was thinking the same thing too.

It reacted to him so strangely, though I couldn’t be certain whether it was something from before our first meeting or something because of it.

Everything reacted to him like they feared him, like he was something different, something monstrous when he was exactly the same as everyone else. 

And the rage I could see inside of him he always kept tempered down, tried to be good, tried to be polite but you can be the good kid for so long before it gets tiring especially if the treatment you recieve never changes no matter what happens. 

He was lucky to have Mabel, they were originally family but something clicked between the two and now they have a relatively symbiotic relationship. 

Something rare for these times, where it's every man for himself even with your own blood.