I am cool. I am strong. I have good friends. A duck and a guy that runs like he has some kind of back problem. Maybe he has, who knows... I have a key. No one else has a key as cool as mine. I hit lots of guys, black guys, black ugly weird guys. I heal, I jump, I kick their @$$. I climb towers. There are lots of people that climb towers, but not with a duck and guy that seems to have back problems behind them.

After lots of magical elevators and black ugly weird guys, I arrive at the top. She waiting for me but, who cares? I kick everybody's @$$. She can't be that strong and she wasn't. "Destroy floating stone": check, "destroy floating stone again": check, "not again": check. "Kill her": First I want to destroy the floating stone, again... She hits, she summons black ugly weird guys, but my cool keyblade killed her, after destroying the floating stone.

"Don't run away from me"! Let's enter that creepy black hole where she entered after seeing that there was no more floating stone. "Wait!", "What?", "Save the game": check. These guys spend so many potions; they should save them and use cool magic like I do. After all, I have a cool keyblade. I must keep my cool status...

I arrived to other side only to see the most shocking thing I've ever seen in my life: I cooler keyblade. "No! What about my status? I should have revenge! No one messes with Peter Pan's blade! What? It has special functions? Now you're asking for it!" I saw it coming, but it wasn't enough. The giant Kickass black dragon did what it was supposed to do: Kick my @$$. "HA, ha, you're keyblade doesn't allow you to continue or load the game. How about that?". The answer came with the next 10 deaths, until I gave up, for now...