Pharaoh

In an inconspicuous small city built on the banks of the Nile far away from Thebes, the capital of Egypt, the atmosphere in the depths of a temple surrounded by beautiful green jungles is very strange at the moment.

The huge obelisk stands on the vast square, showing majesty as if it runs through the sky and the earth.

This huge temple built for the Nile God Habi is magnificently spread out along the Nile River, inheriting the simple and vigorous style of Egyptian architecture, and becoming an eye-catching behemoth on the beautiful Nile River oasis.

Rather than saying that the temple is built in a small town, it is better to say that this small city is a city that gradually extended out and attached to the temple because of the existence of the temple. Believe in the god of the Nile.

And when the residents in this city didn't know, last night, a huge ship came here from Thebes, the capital of the king on the upper reaches of the Nile River, quietly taking advantage of the night.

At this moment, in the small hall in the deepest part of the temple, two groups of people confronted each other.

The difference is clear.

A long sacrificial table carved in deadwood spanned the room, dividing it in two.

The young pharaoh with crimson pupils was sitting upright by the window, the sunlight coming in from behind him cast deep shadows on his light brown cheeks, his cold expression made it hard to see what he was thinking.

The elongated shadow cast by the slanted light fell on the table, and the waves of the Nile River could be vaguely seen rippling behind him, and the wind blowing in from the river surface with a trace of moist breath brushed over the golden hair, bringing ear to ear. The gold earrings with pure gold edges also swayed.

He sits in the radiance, showing the majesty of Pharaoh, the son of the sun.

The person stared at by the oppressive cold crimson pupils was also sitting on the other side of the table. Although he had the same face as the Pharaoh, it was the exact opposite of the expressionless Pharaoh.

Compared with the pharaoh sitting upright, his sitting posture with his arms folded and his left leg raised is more casual.

The dark purple pupils curved slightly into a smile that was not a smile, and the young man who was honored as a prince had a gentle face, always showing a faint smile.

But if you look closely, you can find that the little smile didn't seep into the depths of his eyes, instead it gave those seemingly gentle dark purple pupils a strange sharp and dangerous meaning.

The sunlight coming in from the opposite window fell on his face, making his white cheeks even brighter.

Although the first impression is slightly different, no one can deny their similarity.

No matter who it is, the only feeling at first glance is exactly like looking in a mirror.

Except for eye color and skin color, the two are almost eerily alike in terms of appearance, height, and even the traces of the eyebrows and corners.

Even if they are related by blood, it is impossible to be so similar, right?

Everyone in the room watching the two young kings couldn't help thinking so in their hearts.

At this moment, the subtle gaze between the two young kings made the air in the room feel abnormally heavy as if it was stagnant.

The overwhelming sense of oppression caused everyone in the room to remain silent sensibly.

Although the purpose of their gathering today was to negotiate, at this moment no one dared to make a sound to break the numbing silence, and even their breathing subconsciously slowed down.

In the quiet room, at this moment, only the sound of slight breathing could be heard almost one after another.

pat-

The door that opened suddenly caught everyone's attention in an instant, and they all turned their heads away.

The moment he entered the door, he suffered almost stinging gazes from everyone in the room. Even the Egyptian prince, who was always nervous and strong, couldn't help but froze.

Then he looked back blankly.

"what happened?"

Yu Yu asked, with a bit of embarrassment in his confusion.

Why are you all looking at him?

He thought he was late, so many people in the room should be talking loudly so that he could sneak in.

Thinking of this, he shrank his head uncomfortably and smiled apologetically.

"Now that we're all here, it's good to explain everything openly and honestly today."

With a long sigh, the aged high priest who came out diverted everyone's attention and gathered everyone's attention.

Yu Yu took the opportunity to close the door lightly, and quickly walked a few steps to follow behind Simon.

The scepter in Simon's hand fell to the ground, and a shallow, almost invisible circle of light instantly expanded and spread to the entire room. It could prevent the sound in the room from being transmitted to the outside.

"You are not Aden, son of Akhnadine."

The corners of the high priest's wrinkled eyes moved. He stood in the middle of the long table, looked left and right, and finally landed on the young man who claimed to be the son of Akhnadine, the elder brother of the former king.

He saw the boy's chest, where Golden Eye lay quietly.

"I was the one who killed Adun myself."

He said, "Akhnadine has no blood left, I can be sure of that."

Simon was silent for a while, and opened his mouth, as if it was difficult to speak, or maybe he didn't know where to start.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally sighed again and told all the things that the king and himself had concealed about the twins born to the princess more than ten years ago.

The room that was so quiet because the high priest spoke finally broke out when the high priest revealed the 'truth'. Standing behind the young pharaoh, those high priests who had never heard of this matter looked at each other, and finally couldn't help it. They chatted in private.

On the opposite side, the subordinates of the purple-eyed Egyptian prince who rushed to the temple because they were worried about the safety of the master could not help but look at each other in amazement.

Raz looked in astonishment at the master who was still sitting in front of him calmly. Although she once guessed that the identity of the master 'Aden' might be fake, she was ready to follow to the end even if the master was not the Egyptian royal family.

It's just that she didn't expect things to turn around. The master didn't lose the right to inherit the throne. It can even be said that the master who is the twin son of the current Pharaoh has the capital closer to the throne.

In the chaos, the game with most of his body hidden behind the high priest Simon quickly glanced at someone after Simon said such a thing.

And his eyes quickly caught the man's attention, his dark purple pupils looked over, and when he saw him, a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

That meaningful glance immediately brought back the private conversation with the other party yesterday in Yu Yu's mind.

……

"Another me, isn't that good?"

"Why not?" Seeing his partner's troubled expression, his deep purple eyes curled up, revealing a bit of a smile, "It's rare that Simon helped me come up with such a proper statement, so let's follow his meaning."

"But you were originally one person, and now you say you want to be the twin of 'yourself'... I always feel that this is very strange."

A look of perplexity appeared on his immature face, and he pressed his head that was already somewhat confused.

"And, another me, I don't want to lie to 'that you,' I don't want to lie anymore."

Because of this, even if Simon urged him, he did not tell this lie to Brother Wang for a long time.

Even if this led to the consequence that he almost broke with his brother and was even exiled to Lower Egypt.

"I know, buddy..."

A big hand with the same skin color as his pressed Yuyu's head and stroked it lightly, with fingertips penetrating deep into the soft hair.

The smile of the young king of the underworld was soft and revealing a bit of warmth.

"The rules of the world do not allow us to tell the truth, and there is no way."

He said, explaining patiently.

"If possible, I also want to directly explain my identity, so everything will be much easier."

Fei Yang's sharp eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a trace of solemn tone in his words.

"And I have a hunch that if the rules of the world do not allow the appearance of two pharaohs, then once we have to violate the rules and tell the truth, in order to maintain balance, then it is very likely..."

"Me and 'that me', someone has to disappear."

The sudden tingling sensation from his grasped wrist brought him back to his senses, and he looked down at the violet pupils who were looking up at him full of tension.

He laughed, but his eyes became softer.

"Don't worry, now that I'm here, the rules of the world naturally don't allow me to reveal my true identity."

He said, rubbing the hand on Yuyu's head as if he had tasted the marrow.

"So, buddy, it's not a lie, it's just not allowed."

He leaned over, his cheeks of the same skin color almost touching.

Their faces were so close that his breath could almost pass over the tip of each other's noses.

"What's more, now I feel like 'him' is almost twins... Besides, buddy, you are the real brother."

Although the deep voice with a slight smile was extremely soft, it happened to spread right next to Yu Yu's ears.

The close proximity of the cheeks made the slender eyelashes of the two almost touch each other, and the tip of the golden hair that fell when he lowered his head scratched a little mark on Yu Yu's slender neck.

"do not forget."

The smoky hot breath he exhaled while speaking stained the tiny milky white earlobe red, the itching feeling made Yu Yu's pinna unconsciously move slightly, and even the tiny fluff on the ear also turned the blush trend to spread.

"In your body, what is flowing now is my blood."

"what?"

……

After waking up from the memory, the game pressed his temple, and his confused mind still felt a little swollen.

Is it really okay to have another him exist as the Pharaoh's twin?Don't you think it's weird?

Looking up, the game suddenly found that Simon had stopped talking at some point.

It is another him who is speaking now.

Still in that casual sitting posture, with slightly raised eyebrows and eyes, a little milder than the Pharaoh's, but the sharp edge is restrained without any trace.

"At the beginning, my father handed me over to the upbringing of Yu Yu's mother."

"After the game was born, the father sent us to a distant country and told us to live there from now on."

The game squinted at the other one and said the so-called 'truth' without moving his eyelids.

"Three years ago, the golden cabinet suddenly activated, bringing me and the game back to Egypt."

"Maybe there is some power in it. When I returned to Egypt, I was injured and lost the memory of the past, and the game... I don't know why I returned to Egypt three years later, but I retained the memory."

"As High Priest Simon said, Adun has long since died. Perhaps Adun himself is very similar to me in appearance. Those who searched for him found me and regarded me who had no memory at that time as him."

"That's roughly how things go."

The young king with purple pupils raised one hand and put it on the table, squinted his eyes slightly and looked forward, his gaze swept across the edge of the table and landed on the opponent.

But the sunlight falling from the window made the young Pharaoh in the backlight, and his light brown cheeks were hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Soon, he looked away.

The game on the side looked at him and made him turn his head to look at his partner. The sunlight on the opposite side fell on his slender eyelashes, which looked like they were carrying light spots.

He smiled at the game.

The pure white face that seemed to be made of rays of light made Yu Yu, who was almost used to seeing his handsome posture, stunned for a moment.

The cool wind brushed against Yu Yu's cheeks, bringing him back to his senses.

He frowned and stared at the other him, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

At that time, the short conversation between him and the other him was interrupted by those subordinates who rushed over. You You felt that he still had a lot of questions to ask. clear.

It's just that You Yu didn't notice, he was still thinking about it, hesitating, but his feet had already walked over there unconsciously.

"Brother Wang!"

With a call that was obviously suppressing his anger, Yu Yu's left hand was grabbed.

You subconsciously turned around, and what he met was the blue pupils of the high priest Seth with obvious anger.

Startled, before he could answer, a strong force came from his wrist, and Seth was already pulling him towards the young pharaoh and the other great priests.

Because of being yanked by Seth, Yugi, who hadn't reacted, had to stagger along behind.

"S... Seth?"

The king of Egypt was completely bewildered by Seth's sudden anger.

"Don't forget your identity, Brother Wang!"

Seth turned to stare at him, his face very ugly.

"My lord priest, what you said is not right?"

The slender woman who walked over had a sharper posture than ordinary men. Although she had a capable temperament in her gestures, her eyebrows and eyes still brought out a bit of feminine charm.

Raz, who was walking quickly, squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, stretched out his slender brown arms, hugged the somewhat bewildered young prince into his arms in a protective gesture, and pulled him over.

"Our master is also Master Yugi's elder brother."

She raised her head and looked directly at the high priest's cold gaze without flinching, with an almost provocative expression.

"If you really want to compare, the master is still a closer elder brother who grew up with Master You for more than ten years, isn't he?"

The young high priest let out a muffled snort from his nose.

He seemed to disdain to talk to the woman dressed as a servant in front of him, and looked away.

Then, that cold gaze fell on Wang Di who was looking left and right at a loss.

"Brother Wang."

"what?……"

"Master Game."

"Ha, this..."

"Brother Wang—"

"..."

"Master Game—"

"..."

……

"and then?"

The long snake tail flicked, and the dark brown Thief King folded his hands on his chest, and the scar exposed under the loose gray-white hair was slightly torn apart because of the corners of his lips that were raised in sarcasm.

The snake-tailed monster unceremoniously spurned and despised his master who he did not regard as his master at all.

"You bastard hid here with my uncle?"

"This place is mine, not yours."

Rolling around on the soft bed with a chestnut ball pillow in his arms, the Egyptian prince whimpered and made such a weak and irresistible rebuttal.