Pharaoh

It was a sunny afternoon, the blue sky was cloudless, and the water surface of the turquoise Nile was sparkling with dazzling sunlight.

At that moment, the tree crown swaying in the breeze swayed with the shadows falling on his face, and the child-like silent swordsman and magician floated beside him, tilting their heads to look at him from time to time.

The slightly warm wind blowing from the river surface with a trace of moist breath passed over his cheeks, bringing the golden hair around his cheeks to fly occasionally, and then fell down softly, sticking to his cheeks.

He was half awake, half asleep.

In the haze, it was like a dream, and in the dream, he returned to the past.

He slept in his own small room, and occasionally when he opened his eyes in a trance, he saw another him sitting on the edge of the bed smiling gently at him.

He was sleeping under the shade of a tree, with his eyes half-closed, in the bright but hazy vision, he vaguely seemed to really see another him smiling at him.

The outstretched hand gently stroked his forehead, which was slightly sweating from the heat.

That hand was slightly cool, and when it was attached, it seemed to melt with his warm forehead, melting into just the right temperature.

He blinked blankly in this comfortable feeling, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Then, when he opened his eyes again in a daze, he had already returned to the royal palace of Egypt.

The young Pharaoh's slightly angry crimson pupils stared at him condescendingly, which made him wake up completely in shock.

So, he always thought it was a dream.

He went back to the past in a dream and saw another him.

【That was not a dream. 】

……

The sun has moved to the west and is about to sink below the horizon.

The afterglow of the huge sunset illuminated half of the sky, burning that half of the sky as bright red as a cloud of fire covering the sky.

The afterglow slanted over from the west, and landed on You You's white porcelain face, making that half of the cheeks red, but hiding the other half of the cheeks in the shadows so that people couldn't see clearly.

He knelt down on the ground, and gently stroked the cheeks of the young man who was lying in front of him with a face similar to his but slightly paler with his outstretched hand.

His eyes fell on that pale face, a bit confused, a bit annoyed, and a bit of invisible anger, all stirred up and brewed into a strange and deep hue that merged into the violet pupils stained with the fiery red of the setting sun. among.

That day, he made an appointment with 'Aden'.

It's just that he didn't wait for his arrival in the end.

He slept there and had a dream. In the dream, he saw another him sitting beside him who was sleeping and smiling at him.

He always thought it was a dream.

On that day, 'Aden' came to abide by the agreement with him.

Only he fell asleep.

Half awake and half asleep, he saw his true face.

He recognized another him, but it was just a dream.

If he could be a little more sober at that time——

The hand that Yu Yu put on the familiar face slightly lifted up, and the fingers were slowly clenched one by one, paused slightly, and then slowly loosened.

He put his hand on the other's forehead, feeling that the heat there had receded a little, and the expression on his face seemed a little relieved.

After taking another look at the re-wrapped bandage and confirming that the wound did not bleed again, You Yu retracted his right hand, clenched it slightly, and pressed it to the ground.

The uncrowned Pharaoh was still asleep. Although his face was still a little pale, his breathing was much more stable.

It's just that although he was unconscious, his right hand was tightly clasping Yugi's left wrist.

Because it was inconvenient to bandage the wound with only one hand, You Yu once tried to pull it off, but it was buckled even tighter, so he had to let him go, but it took a lot of effort to wrap the bandage with only one right hand.

At this moment, they were in a small cave recessed in a rock wall near the place that the black magician had found.The afterglow of the setting sun happened to shine in from the entrance of the cave, filling this small cave with warm red sunlight.

The game, which has finally put everything in order, let out a sigh of relief.

Because he forcibly summoned the silent swordsman and magician, he was backlashed. Shortly after they brought them here, the silent swordsman and magician were forced to return to the monster world, and could not be summoned again for three days.

And the black magician told him that he and his disciples resided in his soul. Although he could barely appear in front of him now, it was not summoned by the master after all. Maintaining the current state is the limit, and it cannot be materialized at all. film.

It is precisely because of this that he took two steps with great effort to carry the other him here, and he hurriedly helped the other him deal with the wound... Now that the matter is over, his whole body is in a state of panic. Almost collapsed.

You You sat leaning against the stone wall, his eyes were closed, and a little bit of sweat slipped down his cheeks.

His chest was still rising and falling slightly, but it gradually calmed down with his gradually steady breathing.

There was a trace of tiredness on his face, and he closed his eyes for a while to rest his mind. The black magician and the black magician girl who had been by his side had been floating in the air quietly watching him and the master.

After a while, Yugi opened his eyes.

He first glanced at the other him who was sleeping, and after confirming that he was safe, he raised his head, and his eyes fell on the silent black magician.

"Dark wizard."

The Dark Demon guides the game, without saying a word, as if he has been waiting for the game to call him.

Evidently the Dark Magus understood that his other master had a lot to ask him.

After all, there are still many things that he didn't have time to explain clearly just now, and the game master is too anxious to settle the injured master, so he has no time to continue asking.

……

Perhaps now is indeed the time to tell it all...

"Black magician..."

Maybe it's because everything is confusing, Yugi just called out the name of the black magician, and then pondered again, as if thinking about where he should start from this mess.

After hesitating for a while, he finally opened his mouth.

He looked at the face of the black magician, which resembled the face of the great priest Mahat, his eyes flickered slightly, but the problem hit the nail on the head.

"Why would the other me be Akhnadine's child?"

"Sorry, game master, I don't know that."

The black mage shook his head, with a puzzled look on his face.

"You know, I haven't been with the master in these three years, and I don't know much about the experience of the master during the period after he lost his memory."

Yu Yu pursed his lips slightly.

"Then, Seth..."

"Seth is not the son of Akhnadine."

The black mage's answer this time was decisive.

As soon as he finished answering, he hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said: "As for the reason, I don't think the master wants me to tell you, you can ask the master to tell you in person."

The fiery red sunset flashed a layer of bright red brilliance in the depths of the violet-toned pupils, which made Yu Yu's eyes brighten up.

He stared at the black magician without blinking, his eyes shone brightly with hope like the sun.

The suddenly clenched fist that was pressed on the ground showed his extremely nervous state of mind at the moment.

He obviously wouldn't show this expression because of Seth's background, what made his heart tighten at this moment was another meaning in the words of the black magician.

This possibility made him worry about gains and losses, and he was cautious even when looking at the black magician.

"Ask him personally... you mean, the other me can recover the memory?"

"Yes, as long as the master's other souls are found."

"Then I—"

After uttering half of the urgent words, the game stopped abruptly.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the anxious and impatient look on his face.

Then, he opened his eyes again and looked at the black magician.

"So, what should I do?"

He asked, although there was still some anxiety in his eyes, but there was a little more calmness, rationality and tenacity.

The black magician looked at his expression at the moment, and his eyes were slightly in a daze.

That kind of gaze is very similar to the expression he had when he and his master faced what could almost be called a desperate situation a long time ago.

...haven't seen it for a long time...

"You said just now that most of my other soul is in me, but I don't feel it." You frowned and thought about it, then asked suddenly.

After calming down, his mind suddenly became much clearer, so many doubts emerged again.

"Also, since you black magicians are boarding on me, why didn't you show up earlier?"

He asked, "If it was you, wouldn't it be the first time I met the other me?"

"Master's soul does exist in your body..."

When the black magician said this, he suddenly paused, and following his pause, the cute face of the black magician girl who had been quietly and obediently by his side suddenly wrinkled, and she collapsed down.

She pouted and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something to Yuyu, but was glared at by her master, so she had to swallow her words again, only staring at Youyu with a pair of big eyes.

She pursed her mouth, as if the suffocated words made her uncomfortable, and then turned to stare at her master.

The black magician turned a blind eye to it and said to himself.

"But that's only part of it."

He said, "The master's shattered soul, there are three pieces in total, two of which are missing."

He didn't wait for the game to ask, and continued talking.

"Master tore most of his soul into your body back then to protect you. My disciples and I, as well as Cretius and Hynemos among the three dragons that Master subdued after we came to ancient Egypt, all As it enters your body, it will protect you and the majority of the master's soul."

"Only Timaos, the legendary leader of the three dragons, remains in the small half of his master's remaining soul."

"However, we soon discovered that the power of the torrent of time and space is too great. Even if the master's soul power is exhausted, it may not be possible to safely send you to ancient Egypt. At that time, not only your life will not be saved, but the master's Souls are also shattered."

"So, after discussing it, we made a decision without authorization."

"We divided the master's soul into three pieces again. My disciple and I guarded one piece together, and Critius and Hynemos guarded one piece respectively."

"After all, fusing all of our power into the master's soul fragments can slightly enhance the magic power of the guardian."

"One year later, the magic power of the piece of soul guarded by Critius was exhausted, and Critius used his remaining power to bring the piece of soul back to the owner... Then, another year passed , The same is true for Hainemos. In the end, the power of this piece of soul fragment that my disciple and I guarded finally lasted until the end, and brought you here safely."

"However, Master's soul power has been exhausted, so you have to hide deep in your soul and sleep. Although my disciple and I still retain consciousness, we don't even have the power to show up in front of you."

Speaking of this, the black magician suddenly frowned, and he looked at the game with a trace of uneasiness and self-blame for failing to fulfill his duties.

"So, when something like that happened, we failed to show up in time to protect you."

He bowed his head deeply, and even the female disciples beside him showed annoyed expressions.

"I'm very sorry, game master."

Yugi was slightly taken aback, and immediately realized that the black magician was referring to the incident where he was once killed by Atum.

He subconsciously shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with you." He smiled, "You and...the other me are protecting me inside, you have tried your best, haven't you?"

"That kind of thing... how can I blame you..."

As he said this, his light purple eyes were slightly bent, and the bottom of his half-covered eyes did not know whether it was because of the red sunset falling in, a layer of light-colored brilliance appeared that seemed to be absent.

The black magician lowered his head, and continued speaking in a slightly lower voice.

"It stands to reason that Critius and Hynemos should return to their master's body with the master's other two souls."

He frowned and said, "But here's the strange thing. The two soul fragments haven't returned to the owner's body, nor have Critius and Hynemos."

"It's very likely that something happened to them and they failed to return to their owner."

"I can vaguely sense their existence, but I have been vaguely unclear. The only thing I can be sure of is that they must be in Egypt."

He raised his head suddenly, his voice raised at any time, and he looked at the game with burning eyes.

"Master of the game, if it's you, it will definitely be fine - no matter what, please get back the two soul fragments that the master left behind!"

As soon as the black magician finished speaking, before the game had time to speak, the black magician girl who had been suffocating beside him suddenly spoke as if she couldn't wait.

"Master, do you still remember that Golden Eye—"

"Shut up! Have you forgotten your master's order?"

"I haven't forgotten, but, master, I can't help it!"

After clenching her fists and yelling at her master, the pink girl showed a look of grievance on her face. She looked at the game eagerly with her big eyes. Although she was a little nervous, she also showed a look of fighting.

"Master of the game, the master won't let me tell, but..."

"The talisman of life that protects the game master's soul has restored the power of the master's soul a little bit. The master will be able to talk to the game master in a short time."

She took a deep breath, with a look of displeasure on her face.

"But that nasty golden eye suddenly pulled the game master's soul into the illusion created by it, so the master..."

She stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, and looked at Yu Yu with her pure sky-blue pupils.

"Master, do you still remember? You were in that illusion..."

Probably because she was forced to obey the master's order, she always hesitated to speak, only half of it was vague, but she didn't dare to say all of it.

A sad look appeared on her face, and then she immediately raised her head and looked at her master worriedly, as if she was afraid of the master's reprimand.

What she feared didn't happen.

The black magician stared at his other master who looked at the black magician girl in astonishment and confusion. After a long silence, a bitter smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Master of the game, haven't you thought about it?"

He said bitterly, "No matter how similar the illusion created by Golden Eye is, the ultimate purpose is to take the life of the person caught in the trap."

The light purple pupils trembled slightly, and stared blankly at the black magician for a while.

He opened his mouth, but in the end he only made a slight breathing sound.

Then, his slender eyelashes fell, and the shadow of the eyelashes fell on his half-closed eyes, making the purple color even deeper.

That day, the other him who appeared in front of him was so real...he could hardly bear it...

At that time, it was the other him whom he regarded as a phantom that awakened the hesitant him, and finally sent him away with his own hands...

[The phantom image created by Golden Eye is also to take his life, so how could it be possible to save him instead. ] It's ridiculous that he didn't think of this until now.

Yuyu lowered his head, his eyes fell on the face of the person lying in front of him.

It was a face that was very similar to him but a little more mature, a little arrogant and handsome, with the same skin color as him.

Then, the face in his eyes gradually became blurred.

The water vapor that gathered little by little unconsciously blurred the reflection of that person in his eyes, and also blurred his vision.

They were brewing in the moistened violet pupils, and finally came together.

Big tears rolled out of his eyes uncontrollably, and fell on the other pale cheek.

You Yu hurriedly reached out to wipe it off, but just after his fingers had wiped the other person's face, the next drop fell down again.

He couldn't clean it no matter how hard he wiped it.

"What's the point of that..."

The hand he tried hard to wipe away the tears on the other party's face finally stopped as if giving up, and several tears fell on the back of his clenched hand, slipped down, and dipped into the golden hair sticking to his cheek middle.

His voice was very soft, almost unable to make any sound due to the choked throat.

However, after swallowing and twitching, a roar that was almost screaming suddenly burst out.

"If he's been alone for 300 years—then what's the point of what I did before!"

The other one he didn't want to leave, how could he not know.

Since only he could make the other him go back to the underworld, so he did.

Even though he knew that he would regret it for the rest of his life, he still gritted his teeth and did it.

If things turned out like this, what was the point of everything he did in the first place?

"If the other me stays...we can be together happily for ten years, 20 years, 30 years."

"But after that?"

"If I die, Kyoko and Jonai are all dead, what should the other me do? I can no longer go back to the underworld, and his soul will continue to wander in the world?"

"No one can see him, no one can talk to him, no one is with him..."

The blurry teary eyes could no longer see everything clearly, the only thing he could feel was the hand tightly clasping his wrist.

The feeling of fingers pinching his wrist was so clear that his wrist was aching.

He clenched his hands tightly, his nails piercing deeply into his palm.

"If the price of keeping him is his loneliness for the rest of his life, I would rather send him back to the underworld with my own hands!"

The teenager's almost desperate shouts echoed in the narrow cave.

"I didn't send him back desperately just to make things like this!"

"What did he take my efforts for!"

【Even if there is no memory, it doesn't matter, I want to be with you forever. 】

"Memory and so on can't be seen or touched at all! Why can't he just throw away such meaningless things!"

"Isn't it okay to throw away that useless thing and go back to the underworld?"

"What is he going to do after insisting on this ridiculous thing for 300 years! How stupid is he!"

The boy with violet pupils slammed his fist heavily on the stone floor, and a little blood oozes from the scratched place.

In the silence, he was panting heavily, and the roar that he had exhausted just now caused his chest to heave violently.

When his violent panting finally calmed down, he bit his lower lip tightly as if to prevent the corners of his lips from trembling.

Soon, those lips were almost white.

Amidst those roars, his face was already covered with tears.

"Master of the game."

It was the black magician girl floating in the air who spoke in the almost dead silence.

She smiled at Yu Yu, but the sky-blue pupils who were watching Yu Yu faintly showed a trace of tears.

"Why does the master refuse to give up the memory and go back to the underworld... You should understand, don't you?"

[The pharaoh who returned to the world didn't just wait for 300 years, maybe it was a longer time...] The game didn't answer.

It is precisely because of understanding that I can't control my sad anger.

It is precisely because I understand that I can't help venting those stupid things that shouldn't be said.

It is precisely because of understanding that I can't hold back the continuous tears in my eyes.

……

Even if we have to wait another 3000 years

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My only wish is to see you again.