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*** TOO LATE ***

Am i blind

I look around and my eyes meet a silent impenetrable wall of darkness everywhere. A damp, cool breeze brushes my cheek and brings with it a faint odor of putrefaction. Its sweet aftertaste rises in my nose and triggers disgust and panic. I want to get out of here!

With an effort I lift my leaden eyelids and see the bright world. A wave of relief floods my mind - I was not blind, just briefly blinded by the sun. That can happen to anybody.

To chase away the last bits of the nightmare that still cling to my thoughts, I relentlessly rub my aching eyes. And I have to say that the landscape that I then discover was not worth the effort.A desolate plain extends as far as the eye can see, the white sun shines mercilessly on the bare brown rocks and the eternal dry dust and forces every sensible being to crawl into a safe hiding place. How did I end up in this goddamn place?

I close my eyes for a moment to concentrate and to help my sketchy memory on the jumps and immediately a bright, bright green light flickers in the darkness.

Oreichalkos.

Now I remember how I fought against Raphael ... but severe headaches cause me to stop pursuing this thought and I willingly pause in my deliberations. I won, that's the only thing that matters. But why isn't Yugi here to congratulate me on my victory? After all, I'm only doing this for his sake: I've sworn to protect him. A little offended, I withdraw into my puzzle and try to locate the chamber of my soul mate in the strange, ghostly labyrinth.Soon it's never more

When you've got to pay for

Promises - made in the night

A sob.

The helpless sound penetrates my ear, amplified by the stone walls, and shows me the way. Who is this? Horrified by the inevitable conclusion that it can only be Yugi, I walk in the supposed direction and soon arrive at our soul chambers. There is no one in the part that Yugi lives in. After a brief hesitation, I push open the door to my room and the mild beam of light that rushes in from the hallway with me traces my black silhouette on the cold floor and lets a bright spot stand out from the twilight, which is always over my premature Burial site lies.

Yugi.

My eyes widen immeasurably and with a startled cry and your name on my lips I overcome the few meters that separate us from each other. Your face is consumed with an inner pain, your eyes pressed tightly together.I don't dare to break your ominous slumber and powerlessly sink to my knees next to you. I feel that you had to suffer a lot, and if I woke you up now, you would no longer have the strength to restore your ailing health. My mind tells me that, but I'm just paralyzed with horror and somewhere in my subconscious I'm just afraid to wake you up. I don't know why yet, but for now I have enough puzzles to solve. And the most important thing is to find out who did this to you!

With unsteady hands I lift your head a little higher and press it lightly against my stomach. I want to feel your warmth, want to know that you will soon wake up. And that everything will be fine again. After a few minutes of the troubled dangerous silence that it took me to collect myself a little, I carefully free my arm from the weight of your head and bring it up to remove the cold, unpleasant drops of sweat that have now formed on my face to wipe off.My palm suddenly brushes against a fresh burn scar on my forehead. In disbelief, I trace the thin lines carved deep into the flesh.

The seal of Oreichalkos.

[b]Call the magic one

And with the magic comes

Forever chaind to the flame

No. I still can not believe it. Am I the monster that got you this far?

I look closely at the palm of my hand as if I expected telltale blood stains of my atrocity to show up. My lips are trembling violently and a cold vicious chill runs down my tense back. I want to scream and loudly deny my obvious guilt. But what did I actually do?

Do I really want to know?

No.

I turn my attention to Yugi again. I'm so sorry, my little one, so infinitely sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, believe me. I didn't want any of this, I'll undo it all. I ... I was to blame for everything ... and you have to suffer for it as always.No, please stop, just don't worry about me, I'm not worthy of your grief. I only bring you bad luck.

A hot salty drop falls on your tense face and leaves a wet trail on the gentle curve of your cheek. Shortly afterwards, the long black eyelashes begin to flutter slightly, I hold still so as not to startle you, slowly and as if reluctantly, you finally open your big eyes and look up at me uncomprehendingly. Your gaze is still clouded and quite confused by the events of the previous night, but gradually it clears up. During this time, do not trust me to breathe and wait eagerly for your first reaction, because however banal that may sound, it decides between life and death - if the looming disgust in your otherwise friendly eyes confirms my doubts, everything is lost for me.

At first I see fear and the blood freezes in my veins, but wait, this expression gives way to another ... Faint relief and eternal tiredness spread through your children's eyes.Tears are still running uncontrollably down my face, crashing dully on the floor and almost drowning out your hoarse whisper. "You're back ... that's nice ... but ... it's too late"

[b]It's too late

Too late - for tears

Too late - and no one hears you

Do you feel a tought of evil

It's too late

I don't know if it can be ascribed to your effect alone, but I feel memories emerging from every dark corner of my soul, attracted by the bright purple will-o'-the-wisps. With each passing second, the past events emerge more clearly ...

That indescribable intoxicating feeling of power that flows through me returns. Just like when I played that card. It gave me the strength I needed to win, but it also helps me beyond that: it gives me the freedom to decide my fate myself, without having to consider others ...

[i]A victorious, proud laugh comes from me because I am extremely satisfied with myself.Raphael is still there, a soulless shell without heart and mind, now he's as good as dead. So my strategy has proven to be successful, from which it follows that Yugi was wrong this time - the seal cannot harm me.

Joey throws me a rope that he must have taken out of the car so I can get to the other side. Soon I'll be with them listening to Duke's praise. Not that he would tell me something I don't already know. But why does Joey look so grumpy. Is he not happy about something?

"What was the matter with you, Yugi? You treat your monsters much more respectfully! Did that stupid thing that glows on your forehead mess up your thoughts, or what? .. And by the way, why is that part lit up still?"

"I don't have time to explain it to you, Weehler, no offense, but you wouldn't understand it either way". Don't I sound too arrogant? After all, is he my friend? No, that's okay, he'll survive.In addition, the effect of the seal is also a mystery to me, but not one that I cannot solve.

Tristan is just silent and stares at me for a while. “What is it?” I burst out suddenly. One thing I have to admit, I have become a bit intolerant, but it was an exhausting duel and I am at the end of my nerves, why can't the others understand that?

Tristan slowly opens his mouth "Joey? Is it normal that he has such strange red sparks in his eyes? .... That looks kind of scary." He ends the sentence a little hesitantly.

"That's, not Yugi" comes out of the blue from Joey. As far as I know, he had never noticed before that Yugi and I are different people. “That damn orekalcos thing has him under his control and we'll have to get him out of their way for the time being,” he says firmly. What is he up to? I don't like that categorical look in his eyes at all. Before I can change his mind, I notice something pulling on my duel disk.Suspicious of the interference, I turn to see Rex Raptor and Weevil Underwood. I overlooked the tots as they sneak around me. Rex is holding a card that appears to have been in my deck for a few seconds and is looking at it with sheer admiration. He stares at her as if hypnotized and his lips move imperceptibly, but I know which word he wants to pronounce so reverently. The seal of Oreichalkos.

Everything stirs up in me: panic anger, nourished by the fear of losing this precious card, rises to my head and forces me to act somewhat hastily. I tear my treasure out of their hands and sweep them to one side with a light wave of the hand. About two meters away from me, the unfortunate would-be duelists land in the sand. And it looks like it wasn't a soft landing.

I carefully put the card back in my deck and out of the corner of my eye I notice how Joey's lower jaw sinks far down.Somehow Weehler is acting strange today, not me. And as if to reinforce my suspicion, he stands in front of me and thus blocks the way into the valley. Does he want to stop me?

A hard blow.

My right cheek is glowing like hell.

More because of my amazement than because of Joe's strength, I'm knocked to the ground. I really didn't expect that. And how dare he! Just indignation finds its way into my brain. He shouldn't have done that .....

Kaiba is right, when Joey is on the floor, he strongly reminds of a beaten up dog who, to make matters worse, spits blood on my otherwise shiny shoes and mumbles something incomprehensible. Out of curiosity I try to understand his words ... What does he think of calling me "crazy", he's just jealous of my strength. And I thought he was my friend.

I'm disappointed. Don't want to see him anymore.

A slight push and a deep abyss has kept his greedy jaws open for millennia to receive the traitor.Tristan and Duke