As he listened to Arthal, the memory of his orphanage burning down shot through his mind and he could hear the screams coming from the burning building and the man smiling as he watched t burn. [i]So this power I wanted, the power to protect everyone is nothing more than darkness that won’t help anyone? I can’t protect anyone, but instead hurt those around me[/i]. Seth thought. [i]No! I’ll change it! I don’t care if I become consumed by the darkness. Protecting everything I care about is priority. The madness might take me, but I won’t let it mold me into something I hate[/i]!

Arthal told him about his plan and Seth was on board with it, but as he summoned his Keyblade he heard the voice inside his head again. [i]Madness will consume you and darkness will take you. You will hurt all you care for and have their blood on your hands[/i].  Seth quickly dropped his Keyblade as it disappeared. He stared at the ground where the Keyblade had once been. 

“it’s getting worse,” Seth mumbled before he took a deep breath and summoned his Keyblade again. The voice this time didn’t come. He sighed in relief before he turned to Arthal and said, “Ok, I’m ready. What’s next?”