Pharaoh

In the room of the heart, soft white light falls evenly. There is no sunlight here, but the whole room is filled with shallow white light, like the softness of the warm spring breeze.

Scattered toys were scattered all over the floor, and countless cards were scattered on the desk.

The white bed was leaning against the white wall in a corner of the room, and then the sleeping teenager slowly opened his eyes.

Violet pupils looked around the familiar room for a week, and then fixedly looked at the half-closed wooden door in the room.

Looking from him, all that can be seen in the gap of the open door is darkness, and nothing can be seen.

Yu Yu stood up, and saw his current appearance from the full-length mirror on one side.

With golden forehead hair and purple eyes, he is still the same as before.

It seems that even if his body has changed, at least his soul can still maintain its previous appearance.

He looked at the familiar self in the mirror and was a little dazed.

If one day, even the soul changes, does that mean that I can never go back to the past?

Yuyu looked away from the mirror, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to open the half-hidden door.

A gust of cold wind that penetrated the soul suddenly poured in, making him shiver uncontrollably, which made him calm down even more.

He looked up, and there was a long corridor outside.

In the past, there was still some light in this corridor hidden in an invisible place, but at this moment, it has been shrouded in a completely black shadow.He could just barely see the outline in the dotted shadow.

Opposite the room of his heart, the mysterious but heavy bronze door with the huge rune of the Eye of Horus has changed its appearance.

The huge black stone gate stands in front of the game like a towering mountain. Even if you look up, you can't see the top of the gate that is faintly immersed in the darkness because the stone gate is too huge.

Standing in front of the huge black stone door like a house, Yugi looked smaller and smaller.

Wisps of faint black mist wrapped around the door, or floated in front of the door. Even if you stood in front of the door, you could only feel that the black stone door was looming, and you couldn't see the huge mysterious runes on the door clearly. line.

A trace of gloomy and cold breath leaked out from the gap in the stone gate, and the chill soaking through the bones made the temperature of Yu Yu's palm drop a bit lower.

If it was before, as long as he walked to the bronze door with the Eye of Horus, the door would open by itself.

When he raised his head, he could see the man standing in the darkness smiling at himself in the labyrinth-like room.

……

You Yu stretched out his hand, trying to push open the stone door in front of him.

The moment his hand was about to touch Shimen, a sudden sense of crisis from the bottom of his heart caused his heart to constrict severely.

That sense of unreasonable fear made Yu You withdraw his hand like lightning, not because he withdrew his hand, but the subconscious reaction of his body that suddenly became cold.

His hand seemed to have self-awareness and was unwilling to touch the stone gate.

His body instinctively felt that there was irreparable danger waiting for him ahead.

The young king of Egypt stared at Shimen in a daze for a long time, his hands were hanging in the air, unable to advance or retreat, struggling fiercely.

The evil god was sleeping behind this huge stone gate. He didn't know when the evil god would wake up again. He had no time to wait any longer—then, the only way to talk to the evil god was to enter this room.

... After all, this is a room belonging to the heart of his soul, even if there is danger, it will not be too...

After hesitating for a while, You You gritted his teeth, ignoring the biting cold wind coming through the crack of the door, and suddenly stretched out his hands to press on the stone door, trying to push the door open——

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The Vault of Heaven Palace and the Hall of Glory spread out endlessly, with no end in sight.

It seemed to be shrouded in darkness, but the hall was clearly illuminated by a wonderful black light, only two pillars as huge as a mountain seemed to stand upright through the sky and earth, supporting this majestic hall.

In the very center of the main hall, a huge black column with a slight flat arc running through the upper and lower sides of the main hall in a strange shape is unusually abrupt and eye-catching.

The upper end presents a slight cloud-like arc extending upward into the darkness along the lines of the huge mysterious runes, and the lower end extends down to a huge black stone throne.

The blood-red bead twirled, dimmed and brightened, floating and embedded in the hole above the stone seat.

The black-haired boy sat upright on the huge stone seat, the space occupied by his slender body was less than one-third of the wide stone seat.

With one hand quietly placed on the black stone railing on the right, the black-haired boy closed his eyes and seemed to be in a deep sleep.

The gentle air current surrounding him continuously brushed over his ink-stained black hair, making the black hair softly flutter on that almost transparent and strangely beautiful cheek.

The white hands and the black stone seat armrest present an extreme contrast with each other.

He sat on the stone seat, his slender body, compared to the stone seat, which should look bigger, but for some reason, it gave people a sense of insignificance that could not accommodate the young man.

Suddenly, the dark-haired boy who was sleeping peacefully opened his eyes.

The pupils that were as lacquered as dots of ink looked at the distant distance, and the edge of the pupil was shimmering, as if absorbing all the brilliance in an instant.

He frowned slightly, which made him look a little more cold.

In the next second, he suddenly disappeared into the air.

And the moment he disappeared, the entire hall was dimmed, and a faint black mist swirled up, quickly hiding the hall in darkness.

The corridor that had been dark just now was filled with strange black light and appeared extremely bright.

The black-haired boy half-kneeled on the ground with his right knee, stretched out his almost transparent white hand, and firmly held the boy with the golden forehead who had the same face as him and was almost paralyzed on him at the moment. .

He could feel his host's fingers clasping the clothes on his back trembling badly.

The fingers that had been strangled to the extreme and had white joints were like the desperate pleas of a dying person at the last second.

His host knelt down on his knees, and his whole body was almost paralyzed on him, only the blue veins were faintly visible in the hands clutching his back as if gathering all the lost strength.

The same immature face as his was so pale that no trace of blood could be seen, the purple pupils were widened to the extreme, staring straight ahead in a daze, but still unable to focus on one point, it looked white. One piece gives people a very scary feeling.

Although those hands gripped him tightly, it was obvious that his host was still in a trance and couldn't recover without realizing that he was here.

Holding on to him was nothing more than the instinct of a drowning dying person to cling to driftwood.

The black-haired boy frowned slightly again, his hands still firmly supporting the opponent's body to prevent the opponent from falling to the ground like this.

He didn't try to tear away the hands that gripped him as if they were clutching at straws.

He just stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the forehead of the host who was in a dazed state, the black brilliance flickered in his palm, and slowly penetrated into the other's forehead.

"Host?"

The empty purple pupils returned to their original color little by little, but they were gradually flooded with surging panic while recovering their sanity.

Realizing that he was kneeling on the ground and was almost paralyzed on the opponent's body, relying on the opponent's hug to prevent him from falling to the ground, and he was holding on to the evil spirit tightly, Yu Youyu's eyes trembled, and he pushed the opponent away in a panic.

The one being pushed remained motionless, but Yu Yue fell backwards due to the reaction force and fell to the ground in a flustered state.

He raised his head and looked at the evil god with wide eyes, full of fear.

The hands on the ground by his side were clenched into fists, but his fingers were shaking violently, his shoulders were tense and stiff like a stone, but his chest was heaving violently.

He opened his lips, but he couldn't make a sound, because even his throat was trembling at the moment, and he was just gasping for breath.

He looked at the black-haired boy with the same appearance as himself in front of him, his eyes widened because of fear, as if he saw the most terrifying monster in the world.

Turning a blind eye to Yu Yu's fearful eyes staring at him, the black-haired boy stood up with a calm face.

The evil god took a step forward, and the game reflexively wanted to shrink back.

In his eyes, the evil god's hand stretched over his head was more like a sharp knife that would pierce his throat in the next second, making him instinctively raise his right hand to block his eyes, and shrink back.

But the hand stretched out from above was one step faster than him, grabbing his right wrist before he flinched, and pulled him up from the ground.

"It's okay, host."

The black-haired boy spoke in a calm tone without ups and downs, and his black pupils quietly watched his host.

He stood, just like meeting for the first time, he and his host stood opposite each other.

His hand, holding his host's right hand, hovered among them.

The hand he was holding was extremely cold, and the fingertips were still trembling slightly at this moment, showing how badly its owner had been hurt.

He was negligent and didn't take this into consideration.

The black-haired boy thought so.

For a long time, the host he chose did not have enough tough soul power to enter his inner world, so this time he did not consider this issue either.

And this problem almost destroyed his host.

He didn't think his host's behavior just now was useless. On the contrary, he was a little surprised that his host didn't have a soul collapse.

The black-haired boy raised his hand, and a waterfall of black brilliance fell from the sky.

It isolated the huge black stone door, and blocked the king of Egypt from outside, and could no longer touch that dark room.

Staring at the Egyptian prince who reflexively looked at the black light shield that had just appeared, the evil god spoke again.

"Don't touch my room."

"That's where my strength and my soul merge," he said.

If he had come a second later just now, the host's soul would have been completely swallowed up by his darkness.

Compared with his huge dark power, the host's soul is as insignificant as a drop of water in the ocean, if you enter it, you will disappear without a trace.

What he needs is a host, not a corpse.

He cannot inhabit a body that has lost the soul of its host.

Therefore, for him, besides himself, the most important thing is the host.

Yugi didn't answer, he half-closed his eyes, and his slender eyelashes cast a deep shadow on his cheek.

At this moment, his soul was exhausted to the extreme, even standing like this was difficult.

The moment he touched the black stone gate just now, a huge darkness swept over the sky, and the barbaric pole rushed into the depths of his soul.

Then, for an instant, wild darkness swept over his entire consciousness.

Pain, sadness, jealousy, despair...all the negative emotions and evil thoughts known to human beings filled his body, driving him almost mad to the point of tearing himself apart.

The darkness that washed over his entire consciousness like a ferocious ocean wave spread to his entire body like maggots, gnawing at his flesh and blood and sucking his bone marrow.

He felt as if he had been torn into the abyss of hell where he would never be reborn.

In desperation, he almost thought that his flesh and bones would be melted by the darkness like this.

[Game, I'm fed up with your self-righteousness. 】

Dia is right.

He is too arrogant.

Just because he is the host, just because the host is an irreplaceable existence to the evil god, just because the evil god treats him differently——

He actually thinks that he can talk to the evil god!

[Cthulhu is a fusion of pure darkness. 】

The evil gods are not aimed at Egypt, or the pharaohs.

Like human beings who have light and darkness at the same time, it is a fusion of pure darkness. It is just following its instinct to expand darkness in the world and expand its dark power.

To let the evil god give up the darkness is undoubtedly to let the evil god deny the existence of himself.

It is the instinct of all thinking beings to affirm the existence of the self.

The fact that he wants to talk to the evil god to discuss a compromise is simply ridiculous.

The Cthulhu needs darkness to amplify his power, that's its only purpose.

Once the darkness spreads on the earth, Egypt will also collapse.

The evil god didn't want to destroy Egypt, but what it did would definitely destroy Egypt.

This is the inevitable opposition.

It cannot be avoided in any language.

——This is the absolute opposition of [destruction] and [protection]—

This is how the world works.

Almost translucent white hands stretched out to hold Yuyu's cheeks.

Yu Yu, who was still in a trance, realized that when he raised his eyes, he saw the black-haired evil god approaching him at some point, holding his cheeks with both hands.

Staring at those bottomless black pupils made Yu Yu's hands feel cold.

The pain of the soul that was almost swallowed and bitten by the darkness at that moment welled up from the memory deep in his body, and the fear in Yu Yu's eyes could not be restrained.

They are very close to each other, the tip of their noses almost touching is only a fraction of a distance away, and even the slender ink-stained eyelashes can be seen clearly.

Yu Yu couldn't feel the breath of the other party's breath, only felt that the hands holding his face were cold, without any softness and warmth of the skin.

"I've always wondered."

The dark pupils that were hidden in the brilliance stared at the host without blinking, and the evil god suddenly spoke.

You Yu couldn't help but raised his hand and grabbed the evil god's wrist, wanting to pull away the cold hand that was holding his face.

But no matter how hard he tried, the arm that was as slender as him didn't seem to feel his strength, not even a slight shake.

"I should be able to see through everything about the [host]."

The evil spirit said, with his slender white fingers, he pressed lightly on Yuyu's eyes that were staring at him wide open.

The soft ink-colored forehead brushed over his slightly furrowed eyebrows, staining his usually calm face with something that could be called emotional.

He said, "Host, why can I only see your memory in Egypt."

Still trying in vain to tear away the evil god's fingers, the Egyptian prince froze.

He looked at the evil god with undisguised surprise on his face.

...only know about him in Egypt...

The game heard his heart beating wildly because of the tension at this moment.

...In other words, the evil god can't see the memories of his life in this world before he came to Egypt? ...

The slender eyelashes fell, half covering the eyes of the Egyptian king, and the falling shadow cast a shallow shadow on the violet eyes.

At that time, the eyelashes moved from time to time, as if hiding some complex emotions deep in Yu Yu's eyes.

The evil spirit watched the game quietly for a long time, seeing that the game just lowered his eyes and said nothing, and did not continue to ask questions.

He let go of the hand holding Yu's cheek, turned around and disappeared into the air.

"Host, you should understand."

他 说:

"As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."

Yu Yu raised his eyes and stared at the place where the evil god disappeared just now.

He pursed his lips and pondered for a long time, the emotions flickering in the depths of his eyes.

The evil god can't see his memories after 3000 years.

Perhaps relying on this, we can find the key point...