Pharaoh

The golden box lay quietly in the hands of the Egyptian king, and the white moonlight fell on one corner of it, and the refracted golden light illuminated the face of the king who was hidden in the darkness.

You Yu stared at the gold box in his hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and a bit of confusion on his face.

He also didn't think why at this moment, the golden box, which he hadn't seen for a long time, would return to his hands like this.

The corner of the box flashed lightly, and the gold box suddenly vibrated.

In the distance, another ray of golden light rose into the sky from the Valley of the Kings on the other side of the Nile River, crossing half the sky and leaving a golden trace in the night.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, a gold box that was exactly the same as that held by Brother Wang hung high in the night sky, and the golden light flowed, brighter than the brightness of the crescent moon.

Two golden boxes?

The young king with scarlet pupils showed a surprised look.

However, the pharaoh with purple pupils on the other side of the confrontation between the three in a triangular position suddenly frowned.

That was his golden box.

Back then, he bestowed seven golden artifacts to King Ahmose, together with the golden box containing the golden building blocks.

After "he" was born, in order to avoid being leaked by the gold box and his identity and location, he went to the Egyptian royal palace and took the gold box away, but the Egyptian royal family thought that the gold box had disappeared accidentally.

In the end, the gold box brought back by the game was regarded as the lost gold box.

At that time, he put the golden box in the king's tomb of Ahmose.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the golden box was affected by the golden box brought by the game from the future, and it flew out by itself and appeared in front of everyone.

The gold box with flowing golden light floated a little in the night sky, and moved left and right, as if looking for something.

Then, probably ascertaining another place where it was, it suddenly turned into a golden light again and went straight to the young prince.

Seeing the ray of light coming straight at him like a sharp arrow, You reflexively closed his eyes nervously, and grasped the gold box in his hand.

The golden light fell heavily on Brother Wang's palm, and the sudden burst of light was like the sun suddenly appearing in the dark night, making everyone unable to open their eyes.

The countless golden light spots that swayed away drifted away in all directions, like two gold boxes being smashed to pieces because they hit each other.

The unusually beautiful golden powder sprinkled the sky with bright spots of light in the night sky.

When the dazzling golden light gradually dissipated, the Egyptian prince holding the golden box slowly opened his black pupils.

The looming golden light made the edges of his black pupils seem to glow brightly.

Reflected in the depths of the clear black pupils is a small pure gold pyramid.

It appears to be an exact replica of the dangling golden blocks in the young pharaoh's chest, but just so happens to be turned upside down.

The inverted pyramid represents the power of immortality.

The upright pyramid symbolizes the cemetery of death.

Another golden building block held in the hands of the king of Egypt is the upright pyramid.

On the upright pyramid, the golden light of the golden Horus eyes fluctuates, as if the whole eye is alive.

The light golden light flowing around it illuminated the slightly immature face of the boy.

It opened wide, staring at the game holding it without blinking, as if showing the existence of some inexplicable meaning to Wang Di.

However, in the next second, it suddenly turned into a stream of light, plunged from Wang Di's hand into his chest, and disappeared completely.

Everything returned to darkness again, as if it was just a meteor passing across the night sky suddenly, leaving no trace.

The gold box is gone, but Yugi's hand is still in the air.

He stared at his empty hands in a daze, and there was a look of disappointment that seemed to be crying and laughing a little bit on his face.

In the next second, his body suddenly turned sideways.

The dark brown hand that abruptly grabbed his shoulder turned his body around forcefully.

He raised his head, and saw Diabondo sizing him up with suspicious and inexplicably nervous eyes.

The black pupils were curved, and the king of Egypt smiled at the white-haired thief king.

His feet left the back of the gondola and his body floated.

He was suspended in the night sky, looking down at Diabondo below.

After going back and forth for a long time, even at this moment, his smiling face still has a touch of childishness and softness of a boy that cannot be erased.

That made his smile brighter than anything else.

"Take Gondola back, Dia."

He said.

The white-haired thief king raised his head to look at him, his gaze remained motionless.

"Go back, Dia, I'll be back soon too."

The king of Egypt raised his hand and moved slightly, and the gigantic destructive dragon slapped into a small size that was only the size of a human palm.

Its watery red pupils glanced at Youyu, then lowered its head, flapping its small wings and flying towards the Thief King with a little aggrieved look.

I looked at the game again without even looking at it. It shook its head dejectedly, and finally lay obediently on Dia's shoulder.

The white-haired thief king didn't speak any more, he turned sideways, his eyelashes covering his eyes.

Under the snow-white moonlight, his gray hair spread wildly and messily, covering his dark cheeks turned sideways.

He quietly disappeared into the night sky with the little gondola on his shoulders.

The young brother Wang who was left suspended in mid-air turned his head, and under the black soft hair, his immature face showed bright smiles to the two people opposite him.

He flew down, in a certain direction.

The white arms stretched out in the night, wrapped around the neck of the purple-eyed pharaoh who also opened his arms to him.

"another me."

He used the brightest tone, with a happier smile on his face than anything else.

Those arms that greeted him flying down and hugged him were still as warm as in memory and made him feel at ease.

His cheek was pressed against the skin of the other's warm neck, and he could feel the sound of a strong, rhythmic heart beating through the white linen clothes.

The warmth of another palm that he pressed on his back through the clothes soaked into the skin, making the sleepiness that he had been trying to ignore just now flooded his body again.

He closed his eyes quietly.

With a last glance out of the corner of his eye, he vaguely saw the opposite side.

Where his 'brother Wang' is.

He couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness, he could only vaguely see his brother Wang looking at him.

The Pharaoh of Egypt stood motionless on top of the black dragon.

Even the bright pure golden hair was blown endlessly by the night wind, and the long distance in the night made it impossible to see the face of the boy king hidden under the deep shadow.

……

In the dark corridor, You Yu looked up at the huge black stone door like a towering mountain.

A looming barrier separated him from the gate, so that he could no longer touch the gate surrounded by the lingering black mist.

He could feel that the evil god of darkness was sleeping in the black stone gate.

Yugi turned around, walked to the small wooden door on the other side, and pushed it open.

The room inside is not big, but it has a soft light tone that is completely opposite to the dark corridor outside.

Yugi walked in and closed the door behind his backhand.

He leaned against the door, looking at the scattered toys in the room, and the duel cards scattered on the desk.

Soon, his eyes fell on his snow-white bed.

A golden building block in the shape of a pyramid lay quietly on the soft bed, and a light flashed on the edge of the Eye of Horus.

Upright Pyramid.

Instead of disappearing, the new golden building blocks fused from the golden boxes of the past and the future entered the chambers of his heart.

Due to the limitations of the world and time rules, the evil god cannot know what he has experienced in the future.

This room of the heart holds all his future memories.

Therefore, the evil god cannot enter this room, let alone know what exists in this room.

You You sat down on the edge of the bed, turned sideways, and reached out to caress the smooth, hard and cold body of the golden building block, full of confusion.

The evil god cannot enter this room...

... Maybe that's why this new golden building block was hidden in the chamber of his heart?

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The scorching sun was in the sky, and the shade of the trees swayed and fell on the ground, but it still couldn't relieve the heat of the earth.

The young high priest strode through the exquisite water pavilion promenade, with sweat oozing faintly from his forehead under the scorching sun.

After receiving the news from the palace, he secretly returned to the capital from the distant city non-stop. The past few days of running around made him look gray.

Even so, when he returned to the palace, he still came to see the pharaoh non-stop.

Raising his hand to signal the attendants behind him to stop at the door, Seth strode into the garden, waiting for the king to receive him.

The scorching sun shone down, making the skin on his body hot, and the sweat oozing from his forehead became stickier and sticky, making him feel very uncomfortable.

On one side of the garden, the fine spring water sprayed from the beak of the stone sculpture of the golden eagle about to spread its wings and fly high falls into the small pool platform.

Seth walked over, reached out to catch a handful of water, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and splashed a little on his face.

Just right, without splashing his clothes or wet his hair, the cool spring water took away the heat and dust from his skin, making him much more comfortable.

All of a sudden, a large handful of clear water poured over his head and face, drenching Seth's entire upper body.

The young man's giggling laughter made the high priest, who always pays attention to his dignity, turn his head angrily.

"Presumptuous—"

With an angry reprimand, he spit out half of it and then stopped abruptly.

Seth opened his mouth, but no more sound came out.

His azure pupils widened in astonishment clearly reflected the familiar and immature face of the young man.

"...Wang...brother?"

The boy's violet pupils were bent into crescent moons to look at him, and the pure golden hair fell on his white cheeks, making that immature face even brighter.

The hands holding an empty water bowl were still in the posture of splashing towards him, and there were drops of water dripping from the edge of the bowl.

The smiling face was so bright that he couldn't see the slightest gloomy, with a somewhat familiar look of indifference and presumptuousness that always made him feel annoyed.

At that moment, Seth felt like falling into a dream.

He almost thought that the tragedy of that night and the appearance of the evil god were just a nightmare of his.

wake up.

The younger brother is still the younger brother before, nothing has changed.

"It's just a magic trick to blind your eyes."

Throwing away the water bowl casually, the voice of Wang Di who raised his finger and pointed at his face brought him back to reality again.

Seth's pupils shrank slightly, and he opened his eyes, watching the younger brother who splashed water on him take a step back and distance himself from him.

"Don't worry, I won't tell Brother Wang what you did."

"...Since I dare to do it, I'm not afraid of you saying it."

Seth gritted his teeth, stared stubbornly at Brother Wang without blinking his eyes.

The hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, and the nails pierced deeply into the palm, causing a sharp pain.

He loosened his clenched teeth, but his lips were tightened into a thin piece again, and his face was even more stubborn and stubborn.

You took a step back, but he took a step forward without letting people relax, as if threatening.

"Brother, it is your duty as a royal to dedicate your body and soul to Egypt!"

The scorching sun shone down, making Seth's approaching posture even more aggressive.

Seeing the high priest Seth approaching with a menacing expression, the young Wangdi blinked his big violet eyes.

Then, suddenly, he laughed.

He showed a happy smile to the high priest who forced him.

"I've done it once."

He said, with crooked smiling eyes, his immature face became even more lovely.

"Whether the body is good or the soul is good..."

He stretched out his hand and pointed his fingertips lightly in the direction of Seth's right hand holding the golden scepter.

He said, "Seth, I have already died once for Egypt."

The body of the great priest with green pupils froze suddenly, and the golden scepter on his right hand was scorched by the sun and hurt his palm.

His lips moved, but no more sound came out.

He looked at Brother Wang deeply, a little stubbornly, a little dazed.

"I've already died once."

The king of Egypt repeated this sentence to the high priest again.

"This body, this soul, I still exist here, are not what you gave me."

"So, whether you or Brother Wang, no one is qualified to ask me to dedicate to Egypt or Pharaoh again."

He looked at Seth who could no longer refute a word, and smiled at him again.

"Seth, I will not give up my life for Egypt."

The young Wangdi said that he turned around and intended to leave.

The young priest suddenly opened his eyes wide, and he subconsciously and eagerly chased forward, desperately reaching out to the younger brother who was about to leave him.

"Brother Wang! You can't—"

Priest Seth's body froze in place again.

Not out of my own will, but forced.

The slender white fingers were on Seth's forehead, locking all his movements.

Brother Wang's feet left the emerald green grass little by little, and the pupils that turned black at some point had the clearest and deepest tone.

The tiny air current surrounding Brother Wang stirred up the pure golden hair around the white cheeks, making the soft white linen clothes flutter endlessly.

The small, endlessly circulating air made the young brother's body float up little by little, leaving the ground under his feet.

"Don't piss me off, Seth."

Said the king of Egypt, that's an understatement.

The white fingertips lightly touched Seth's eyebrows.

"I only need one finger now, and I can kill you."

He was suspended in the air, looking down at Seth with a condescending attitude.

He looked at Seth with a half-smile, with a bit of contempt in his eyes.

The bottomless ink-stained pupils make it hard to see the emotions brewing in the night-like hue.

Then, the surrounding airflow suddenly disappeared, and Yu Yu stepped on the green grass again.

He turned around, ignored Seth, and walked into the room.

"You can't do it, brother."

Suddenly, the cold voice from behind made Yu Yu's footsteps pause.

He let out a breath, turned around and shrugged at Seth, then smiled suddenly.

He waved his hand, gestured indiscriminately, then turned and left, leaving Seth behind.

He always said that he understood Seth's character thoroughly.

In fact, on the other hand, Seth didn't understand him.

It was because he knew too well that he did what he did before.

Yu You quickly walked into the room, closing the door to block the high priest's sight.

Turning a corner, he walked into the inner room.

The young pharaoh stood in front of the side window with his arms folded. His crimson pupils did not look at the younger brother who walked in, but still stared outside. The depths of the bright red eyes were so cold that there was no warmth at all.

"Have you seen a good show?"

You You walked over with a smile, stood beside the Young King unceremoniously, squeezed, and stuck his head out of the window to look sideways.

From the slanted direction of the window, one could clearly see the figure of High Priest Seth standing motionless outside.

"Seth's stubbornness will never change for the rest of his life..."

Yugi grunted, retracted, and looked up.

Although the young Pharaoh's eyes had also shrunk back, he was still sideways, too lazy to look at Wang Di.

He frowned, obviously in a bad mood.

You Yu stared at Yatum's cold face for a while, looking very embarrassed.

He thought about it for a while, and finally let out a sigh of relief as if giving up.

"Brother Wang, I'm sorry."

The young brother apologized bluntly to his brother, and he smiled at Atum even though Atum turned his head away from him.

He lowered his head slightly, holding Atum's right hand on the window sill with both hands.

He held that hand gently in the palm of his hand, as if holding the most precious treasure.

"I can't wait any longer."

[I will come to pick you up. 】

"Breaking the agreement is my last willfulness."

"...No matter what the ending is, I will never return to this palace."

He lowered his head, not wanting to look up to see the expression on the familiar light brown face at the moment.

Brother Wang's voice was very low and light.

The slender black eyelashes fell down, casting light shadows in his pupils.

His hand, after clenching tightly, let go of the opponent's hand a little bit.

He said, "Brother Wang, I will not come back to you."

He loosened his clenched hands, letting the warm light brown hands slip from his hands.

The young brother Wang smiled at his brother Wang for the last time, and the corners of his eyes were curled up with an invisible gaze.

He turned around, golden hair flying past his white cheeks.

A strong force suddenly came from behind, and his left shoulder was completely strangled and turned around.

The severe stinging pain made him unable to open his mouth, but before he could cry out in pain, the sudden earth-shaking dizziness imprisoned his voice that was oppressed in his throat.

When he opened his eyes again, beyond the beige neck, he saw the intricate patterns carved on the roof.

He was pressed on the bed, and the pure golden hair hung down and fell on his cheeks, moving occasionally, which made his cheeks itch.

The wrists that were forced over the head and pressed heavily on the bed almost made the sound of overwhelmed wrist bones shifting, and the uncomfortable posture of the arms being lifted forcefully and pressed above the head in a twisted posture made him breathe rapidly and at the same time. Ribs are aching.

You Yu didn't dare to try to struggle, the arms that were forcibly held down were twisted to the extreme, and he was afraid that he would dislocate or break if he moved slightly.

The young king leaned over his body, his bright red pupils looked down on him like burning flames, his awe-inspiring gaze was as sharp as if it wanted to pierce his internal organs.

The young pharaoh leaned forward with extremely slow movements.

His hand was still pressing hard on Yu Yu's wrist, and the strong force made the wrist bone ache.

When he lowered his head, the falling blond hair brushed against You Yu's cheeks, and the tip of the hair pierced into the corner of You Yu's eyes, causing a trace of pain.

His lips were almost attached to the cheek on the side of the game, almost kissing the pinna of the ear.

The warm breath that was exhaled caused the small white earlobe to move sensitively as it passed by.

The young king spoke, his deep voice seemed to penetrate into the soul of the younger brother who was suppressed by him.

"Do you think I will just allow you to leave like this?"