Pharaoh

The huge unknown cemetery has been sleeping quietly under the cemetery of King Ahmose for a long time. As the corpse rots, a strong stench brews and churns and circles in this huge cave, making the soil and rocks in the cave They were all tainted with the smell of rotting corpses.

At the top of the huge cavern, a black drop of water from the rotting wet earth hung precariously on the tip of a downwardly protruding rock.

It was swaying in the darkness, and because it also had a dirty black color, it was even more difficult to see.

It has been brewing for a long time, and finally dripped from the tip of the rock, hitting a dirty white skull half buried in the soil below it, making a slight ticking sound.

Because the huge cave was dead silent, the extremely slight sound was very clear.

Rotten black water droplets slid from the smooth skull, and soon seeped into the rotten soil.

Most of the huge cave was covered with thick bones, and a faint fire light flickered on the side, illuminating a corner of the cave, so the mountains of bones shone in a pale hue under the fire light, making it look even more eerie.

The young pharaoh sits and leans against a pillar with a torch on it.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be in a deep sleep, but from his clenched hands and the vigilant vigilance emanating from his body, one could tell that he was just closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Soon, he opened his eyes, the crimson pupils were extremely bright in the darkness.

He looked around, and the places that the firelight could not reach were still hidden in the darkness.

The Young King frowned tightly.

After slightly estimating the time, they have been stuck here for two full days.

In these two days, not to mention food, not even a drop of water.

He can still resist, but...

The crimson pupils moved downward, and the young Pharaoh's eyes fell on the face of the sleeping Wangdi who was lying curled up on his lap, and his brows became more and more tightly frowned.

The immature face of the young brother Wang who was sleeping with his head resting on his lap looked a little pale under the firelight, his lips were tightly pressed together, as if he was not sleeping peacefully.

Light brown fingers caressed the white porcelain cheeks, and then slowly moved to Wang Di's tight lips.

There were several small cracks on the lips due to thirst. When the pulp of his thumb stroked it, there was no soft and warm feeling in the usual, but it was obvious that the lips were a lot rougher.

The shadow of the firelight fell into the eyes of the Young King, making the bright red pupils darker a lot.

In this cave full of rocks and soil and piled up with white bones, there is no water source or food, and the water droplets stained with the smell of carrion are not drinkable.

There was a hint of anxiety in Yatum's eyes, and the hand stroking his younger brother's cheek unconsciously became heavier, and he didn't react until he felt the uncomfortable younger brother move.

His unfocused eyes, which had been staring at the darkness in front of him just now, fell on his younger brother again.

Under the faint flickering firelight, Yugi curled up, breathing lightly and evenly.

Yatum's eyes fell on the chest of the game, because he felt the gloomy and thick resentment and the power of darkness in this cave-this kind of place with heavy resentment can easily be affected and invaded by those who are not strong enough consciousness.

Atum wears the golden blocks on Yugi.

Although the burial pit is a bit bigger, it is an extremely common thing for him, so it will not be affected, but his soft-tempered brother seems to be unable to bear it, so he thinks it is better to protect it with golden building blocks. Brother Wang's mind is relatively safe.

Probably because of tiredness, or maybe to reduce the consumption of the body, and also to ignore the uncomfortable feeling of hunger and thirst, Wang Di has been in a drowsy sleep for most of the past two days.

When sleeping, she always curls up and hugs the golden building blocks in her arms tightly, just like holding the most important treasure.

When I wake up, I often stare at the golden building blocks in a daze, and I don't know what I'm thinking.

Brother Wang seldom spoke, and he didn't mention anything about hunger or thirst to him, but this made him more and more uncertain and uneasy.

Thinking of this, the young Pharaoh's hand stroked his prince's soft hair again, perhaps feeling the touch of his hand, the young prince's cheek subconsciously rubbed against Atum's leg, as if to Find a more comfortable position.

The crimson pupils staring at the young Wang brother showed a complex look, showing a hint of trouble.

Yatum always felt that he didn't know what his brother was thinking. Many times, he couldn't understand his various behaviors, just as he often couldn't understand his thoughts and made him unhappy.

Just like the last time, when he saw Wang Di was so scared because of the pile of bones in front of him, he couldn't help but want to tell him that this thing is very common and there is no need to be afraid at all.

He didn't know what was wrong with what he said.

He didn't even know what brother Wang was angry about.

He just felt baffled.

"...Brother Wang?"

The slightly wandering mind was awakened by the slight calling sound, the young king lowered his head, and found that the younger brother woke up at some point.

The violet pupils were dimmed due to the loss of strength of the owner, and looked very listless.

Perhaps it was because the cut on his lip was pulled when he spoke, and the pain caused Wang Di's face to move slightly.He closed his mouth, and the words he managed to squeeze out of his dry throat made him feel more and more the pain in his throat that was on fire.

I really want to drink water...

The young Wangdi thought so, but didn't say it out loud.

He just lowered his head and his eyes fell on the golden building blocks held by his hands.

The light purple eyes blinked, revealing a trace of bewilderment.

He suddenly felt that he was a little ridiculous, knowing that even if he wore this, that person would not be able to use his body to appear again, why did he still hold on to the golden building blocks?

"Brother Wang...will we die here?"

Suppressing the burning pain in his throat, Yugi spoke again, his voice hoarse due to thirst.

He looked at the golden blocks in his arms with a dazed expression.

All along, he was always relying on another him.

He always felt that as long as there was another him by his side, there was nothing he needed to worry about.

Even if the other he was now the pharaoh who had killed him, he still couldn't deny that he was indeed relieved by Atum's presence.

Only this time, they've been stuck here for so long, Atum seems helpless.

The hunger and thirst tormented his body all the time.

He suddenly felt in pain that they would probably die here.

Atum didn't answer.

Because Yu Yu didn't look at him when he was talking, but looked down at the golden building blocks in his hands.

He blinked, closed, and opened the light purple eyes of the younger brother in his arms, but his gaze was always focused on the golden building block, without looking at him.

He suddenly felt a little unhappy.

I don't know if he sensed Atum's displeasure at the moment, the head of Yuyu lying on his lap moved, raised slightly, and his eyes fell on Atum's face.

The violet pupils clearly reflected the boy king's light brown face, and suddenly trembled slightly, as if hesitating.

"Brother Wang, actually I..."

Atum still didn't answer, just stroked his cheek lightly, as if to signal him not to speak.

Yu Yu seemed to want to say something else, but his lips parted, and the warm feeling on his cheek made him swallow the words that almost came out of his throat.

He pursed his lips and looked at Atum with a troubled look on his face.

At this moment, the young Pharaoh didn't notice that his brother was in trouble, he just looked at the skin that was almost transparent in the dark and lacked healthy blood, and there was a little hesitation in the crimson pupils .

He raised his hand and pressed his fingers on the golden Eye of Horus headdress on his forehead.

After a pause, he hesitated for a moment, then let go of his hand and put it down.

Watching Atum's movements, Yugi suddenly raised his hand and touched the golden Eye of Horus, as if suddenly aroused, wanting to take off the headgear.

Stretching out his hand to grab the restless hand, the Boy King stopped You You's behavior. He looked at You You with displeasure in his eyes, and he clenched the other's hand to signal him to be quieter.

Youyou suddenly laughed, stretched out his arms to wrap around Yatum's waist, and buried his whole body in the opponent's abdomen, covering the reflection of the water vapor in the corner of his eyes.

"another me……"

That very light sentence was muffled in his stomach, slurred, so that the young Pharaoh couldn't hear clearly.

Yugi wrapped his arms around Atum's waist and buried his face in it.

At this moment, the stomach that hadn't eaten a grain of rice was in severe colic, and the dry and cracked throat was like burning, which made him no longer have the strength to continue talking.

He hugged him tightly, and his curled up slender body made him look more like a child.

His consciousness was once again in a trance, as if he was about to fall asleep again.

【game! 】

The consciousness that was about to be lost was awakened by this sudden call, and the game opened its eyes wide.

[Game, can you hear me? 】

He sat up and looked around the dark surroundings to find the person who spoke.

He just glanced at it randomly, and suddenly his arm was grabbed. As soon as he raised his head, he was pulled up by the young king who didn't know when he stood up.

He looked blankly at the young king who was frowning and looking up at the top of his head, and subconsciously looked up at the top of his head.

There was an endless darkness above their heads, but Yuyou could clearly hear the voice calling him from above.

"A...Dun?"

It was indeed not his own auditory hallucinations, the game subconsciously responded to the other party's call.

[It’s good if you can hear it... Game, listen, I’ve already controlled the golden eyes, but what’s imprisoning you now is the barrier created by the dark power that gathered tens of thousands of grievances, which cannot be broken by just using the golden eyes. ] The voice that came down paused.

【Is that guy with you? 】

……

That rascal?

Yu Yu pondered for a while, then was stunned.

Do you mean Atum?

"Brother Wang?"

He subconsciously looked at the pharaoh next to him, only to feel the fingers holding him tightened, and felt the pharaoh's displeasure at the moment, so he quickly shut up.

【Very well, if that guy is with you, he should be able to hear me too. 】【Listen, I will activate the power of the golden eye now, and I can break the dark seal in a short time. You seize the time to let the golden building block accept the power of the golden eye to connect a channel--] "Hey? Wait a minute, the golden building block is now Here I-"

Before the young brother Wang could finish his sentence, suddenly the thick and dark veil above his head was torn open by some sharp weapon, and a golden light fell from the sky.

The dazzling light stung his eyes, which had long been accustomed to the faint fire, and made him blink his sore eyes subconsciously.

As soon as he blinked, the pharaoh standing beside him suddenly raised his left hand to hold the golden building block on his chest.

The golden building blocks shone with bright brilliance, and then shot out a ray of light, leaping upwards, just in time to converge with the beam of golden light that descended from the sky.

As soon as the two light beams, which were originally only as thick as an arm, met, the original thin beam suddenly expanded dozens of times, and the expanded round beam of light happened to envelop the young king and brother Wang.

Yu Yu only felt his body bathed in the light warm up, followed by lightness.

He was shocked to find that his whole body was floating unsteadily, and because he was too surprised, his floating body swayed unsteadily a few times.

Atum's right hand, who was floating up with him, kept holding him tightly, which made him stand still.

He watched himself and Atum slowly floating upwards, the eerie dark cave and the bones were gradually moving away from him underfoot.

Not wanting to look at the things that made him uncomfortable underground, he raised his head and stared unblinkingly at the exit with a golden halo shining above his head, with an obvious look of relief on his face.

As long as you get there, you can escape from the sky.

There was a look of expectation in his eyes, and he raised his right hand, as if he wanted to catch the golden light that brought him hope.

On the contrary, the young Pharaoh just glanced at the top of his head, then lowered his head, frowning and staring at the darkness below, with a cold expression and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It was quiet below, dead silent, without any sound.

Looking down from above, you can only see the darkness extending endlessly.

The brilliance in the crimson pupils flickered slightly, and the young king raised his head. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly his expression changed, and the head that had just been raised immediately lowered——

Almost at the moment when he lowered his head, almost simultaneously, dozens of long black shadows roared from below, aiming at the Pharaoh and his younger brother in the beam of light——

Responding almost instantly, the young king grabbed Wang Di's hand and pulled it back hard, pulling Wang Di's unstable body because he was floating in the air so that he fell to one side.

But Brother Wang was suddenly dragged to one side, and happened to deviate from the direction and was blocked by the young king, so dozens of vine-like black shadows wrapped around the young king's hands, feet and body in an instant.

The young king's originally rising body stagnated suddenly.

The sticky and long black image wrapped around his body tightly like a poisonous snake, pulling him down fiercely, and actually pulled him down a little in an instant.

The unfettered brother Wang is still floating up with the attraction of the upper exit.

His hand and the boy king's hand were tightly grasped together, and at that moment's lag, he grabbed the body of the boy king who was about to be dragged down, just in line with dozens of black vines that seemed to have life. Shadow's force to pull people down froze.

[How could it be possible for you to escape. 】

The dark and gloomy wind below blows, gloomy like the chaotic sound of the wind whizzing past, revealing a sense of coldness that penetrates into the soul.

The dense black mist was faintly seen violently churning in the black cave under the two people's feet. They spewed black tongues of flame like flames and spewed upwards, chasing them in the sky.

【Stay with us forever...】

The powerful dark force condensed by countless grievances, unwilling to watch the prey flee, stirred and churned in the black cave, trying to drag the two who were about to escape back into the darkness again.

Yu Yu's body was attracted by the exit and floated upwards, but the hand holding the Boy King and the black shadow's pulling force froze in mid-air, unable to move an inch.

The huge attraction above the beam of light caused his body to soar upwards, almost standing upside down.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Atum, who was tightly entwined by dozens of vine-like black shadows, another strong force came from his hand, and when his body sank, he was almost pulled back, but the suction force from above Hold him tightly.

The porcelain-white arm was already so pale that there was no trace of blood due to the extreme pulling, You clenched his teeth, and his left hand tightly clasped the light brown wrist.

The golden building block hanging from his neck swayed slightly beside his arm, and the light falling from the sky that tore the barrier of the darkness above made his shadow fall on Atum's face below.

He gritted his teeth and opened his eyes wide, but he couldn't see the expression of the face hidden in the shadow clearly.

In the darkness, the young Pharaoh frowned slightly.

He glanced at the dozens of vine-like black shadows tightly wrapped around his body and dragged him down, raised his head, and faced the light above his head that pierced his eyes.

He didn't hear the voice of the guy outside, but he clearly saw the light hole tearing the black curtain above his head trembling, gradually shrinking at a very small speed.

The beam of light is also gradually shrinking.

Yatum's eyes fell on his younger brother, and a brilliance flashed through the depths of his ruby-like pupils.

He kept grabbing his younger brother's wrist, and younger brother also squeezed his right hand tightly.

However, forces from different places took them in different directions.

The young king let go of his hand.

The balance that was barely maintained broke the stalemate in an instant because of the lack of a strong force.

The young prince's violet eyes widened because of his astonishment. Unprepared, the wrist he was holding tightly slid halfway down. hand.

Pulled by strong forces from two different directions up and down, the strength of his left hand alone was not enough to grab the boy king's hand.

So the remaining half of the hand was also slowly leaving him.

He could clearly feel the light brown hand being pulled out of his stiff, almost convulsive palm.

The hollow in his hand was increasing little by little, and the feeling of the slightly rough fingers rubbing against the skin of the palm was so clear that his fingertips trembled violently.

The hand was moving away from him extremely slowly, because he was trying to grab it and hold it tightly, his knuckles turning white from exhaustion.

But the harder he tried to grab it, the more clearly he understood that the hand was out of his control, and the more flustered he was.

He opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the hands that were still barely shaking each other at this moment, his mind was completely blank.

He saw that his fingertips were deeply embedded in the back of the boy's light-brown hand, bleeding from scratching.

It must be very painful...

Yu Yu thought about this in a daze, but he used even more strength with his fingertips.

The nails he dug into the skin of the back of the light brown hand left five deep blood marks on it as the hand slid down, and he saw that his nails were dyed a bright red hue by the oozing liquid.

He saw Atum frowned, raised his head, and looked at him with crimson eyes.

He stared blankly at Atum, he didn't know what expression was on his face at the moment, he only knew that Atum was slightly taken aback when he looked at him.

The crimson pupils narrowed slightly, looking a little slender, but the expression on the young Pharaoh's face was not angry, but complicated.

If you have to say it, perhaps it is most appropriate to describe it as trouble.

He didn't know why Atum gave such a troubled look the moment he saw his face.

But this wasn't the first time he'd seen such an expression on Atum's face, or rather, he'd seen it often.

Every time when he thinks that Atum has done something wrong and argues with him or even retorts and protests, whether Atum is angry or ignores him, there will be more or less similar troubled looks in the depths of his eyes.

Just like when he said those words to Atum in the dark cave just now...

It's always been there, he just never paid attention to it.

The hand that had been separated from the back of the hand was struggling, unwillingly, tightly clenched the only light brown finger that could be touched at the moment.

Even that finger was still slipping from his clenched palm little by little.

Something poured into his eyes, swollen and sore, making it impossible for him to see clearly what was blurring in front of him.

Something flowed out from the depths of his pupils, brewing and rolling in the eye sockets for a long time.

At this moment, it was so heavy that it finally dripped from his eyes.

[Don't leave me. 】

Who is the one who doesn't believe.

That tear fell on the beige right cheek of the young Pharaoh.

So the young Wang Hongyan's right eye subconsciously blinked, and when he opened it again, a drop of tears slid down his light brown cheek.

The moment the boy king turned his head slightly reflexively, the shadow that fell on his face and hid the expression on his face also slid away.

【To you, your pride is more important than my life. 】

Who is the proud man.

The tear that rolled down from the beige cheek rolled along the arc created by the corner of the young king's lips that suddenly rose, and rolled into his slightly chapped lips, nourishing a little warm and bright color.

The crimson pupils refracted the dazzling golden light, and at this moment, it seemed to be infected with the warmth of the corners of the lips moistened by water, passing a soft and bright brilliance like a flame.

The bright light reflected from the golden Eye of Horus headdress illuminated the very shallow smile that flashed across the boy king's light brown handsome face.

【You don't understand anything... Your self-righteous promise never came true. 】

Who are the self righteous people.

When the second teardrop formed from the light purple pupil filled with mist fell down——

The young king's fingertips finally slipped from his brother's tightly clenched palm.

The shadow that entangled him dragged him back into the cold darkness below.

His figure was swallowed by darkness in an instant, and the tear that fell with him had not even had time to fall on his cheek.

It followed him, fell into the darkness at that moment, and disappeared completely.

——Who is tolerating whom—

The Pharaoh who stood at the top of the world 3000 years ago

Ordinary teenagers living among the general public 3000 years later

The 3000-year gap and the inequality of status and identity put their thoughts and behaviors in a position where they refuse to admit that they are almost completely in conflict with each other, or even should be completely hostile——

The game accepts the current Atum

Conditioned on memory after 3000 years

Pharaoh accepted his royal brother without any strings attached.