Pharaoh

【...Brother Wang! 】

A bell sounded like a violent impact in the depths of the body, and even the soul seemed to tremble for a moment, and the aftertaste spread layer by layer.

The Egyptian prince who woke up suddenly with that sound opened his eyes wide, and the ambiguous overlapping shadows in the depths of the light purple pupils all dissipated.

It was like a torrential rain hit, and the dense fog was completely dispersed.

You You raised his head slightly, his gaze was as high as possible from his angle, but he could only see the white skin of the smooth curved neck of the person who was hugging him tightly.

His eyes fell along the beautifully lined collarbone, and under the white linen clothes on the young king's chest, the golden light flickered on and off.

His gaze paused.

Then, he held out his hand.

Through the layer of soft white linen, he could feel that the hard thing he was holding was in the shape of the Eye of Horus.

Yugi tightly held the golden eye, which was flickering and flickering, in his hand.

The moment he grabbed the Golden Eye, he clearly felt the arms that held him tightly stiffen.

The young king of the underworld lowered his head, staring at him with dark purple pupils.

Quiet and quiet, like the impenetrable calm of the boundless ocean.

"Enough, stop it, another me."

He smiled at the other him, one part bitter, three part helpless.

His hand was still gripping the Golden Eye tightly through the white linen.

"Even if you let me sleep in the illusion, it's useless."

The dark purple pupils were still just staring at him without blinking, and the pharaoh didn't speak.

The golden eye held by him no longer emitted light, and one of the young king's hands gently held Yuyu's left hand holding the golden eye.

Yu Yu let go of his hand, allowing the other party to hold his hand, and the golden eyes that were no longer shining quietly hung on the pharaoh's chest.

He saw the other's slender eyelashes drooping down, half covering his deep purple eyes, and the deep and shallow shadows fell into the narrow and long eyes at this moment, making it difficult for people to see the glimmer of light passing by inside.

The young king held his hand tightly, lowered his head, and buried half of his face deeply in his hair.

He could clearly feel the warm breath of the other party passing over his sensitive ear.

You You closed his eyes, carefully feeling the heat from his cheek against the opponent's neck, and even the corners of his lips that were a little cold seemed to raise the temperature a little.

...he almost couldn't really wake up.

The golden key has the power to reach into the depths of the soul to deceive the mind.

The golden eye has the power to see the heart and imprison the soul.

These two forces complement each other exactly to make up for each other's shortcomings.

When the golden key and the golden eye activate their power at the same time, what kind of deceptive or even terrifying illusion will be formed, this game has already had a deep experience.

It is the force that no one can escape from drawing you into the deepest slumber without even knowing it, and you don't even know when you are delusional.

If it hadn't been for the voice that came from nowhere to wake him up, he might really have fallen asleep in the illusion.

If that's the case, then it's really too late.

Yugi took a deep breath, and he pulled his hand away from the other's grip on his.

He knew that another he did this to protect himself.

It is precisely because of this that he is even more unable to recognize this.

It's been like this from before, and the other him has always helped him decide everything like this.

That person stood in front of him like this every time. While protecting him from the wind and rain, he also blocked his vision from looking forward.

He can only see the back of the other one forever.

"You can't seal the evil god, the other me."

He stared at the other him.

The pair of dark purple eyes staring at him were as quiet and soft as the water of the Nile River, but his gaze gradually became sharp and penetrating.

"At the beginning, you sealed the evil god in the heyday of your power. Now that you have experienced so many things, how much power do you have left?"

Yuyu raised his head and stared at the opponent's face, his outstretched index finger heavily and unceremoniously placed on the opponent's chest.

"Take a step back, even if you have the same power as last time..."

At this moment, he completely exposed the forbidden area that they were unwilling to touch.

"The evil god said that I am the most suitable host. Compared with Bakula, my host can allow him to use the most powerful dark power he can have."

"So, it's useless, another me."

When the last bit of hope he held was like a bubble bursting, everything was powerless.

Perhaps facing the reality is the cruelest thing.

"Even if you want to sacrifice your life like last time, the 'present you' cannot seal the 'present evil god'."

The boy's words were cruel and almost condemned to doomsday.

He says,

"Another me, you can't do anything."

[By now, you can't do anything. 】

The golden building blocks of the upright pyramid suspended beside the two of them suddenly shone with dazzling light at the moment when Wang Di's loud and loud last sentence fell, drowning everything around them in the dazzling golden light.

The boy king with purple pupils felt his heart move, and subconsciously wanted to hug the person in his arms tightly.

The light that hit his face made him lose consciousness for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he found that his consciousness had returned to his body that was sitting against the wall.

He wanted to stand up, but his body swayed, and he pressed his hand to the ground to support his body's balance.

He knelt down on the ground, pressed one hand on the ground, and pressed the other hand hard on his head, which was bursting with severe pain as if it was about to split.

The soft cloak was scattered on either side of his legs as he knelt on the stone floor, and he frowned tightly, fighting back the stabbing pain deep in his head.

He lowered his head, his eyes fell in front of his knees, and suddenly he saw a shadow passing by on the smooth and shadowy ground.

At that moment, the heart beat violently, and the Pharaoh of the underworld suddenly raised his head.

The hand that was pressing on the head suddenly stretched forward.

Almost at the last moment, the Boy King grabbed the slender white wrist that passed by him and was about to leave at the critical moment——

The bare white feet had once again left the cold and smooth stone ground, and the Egyptian king's brother was suspended in mid-air, with a faint black shimmer that was almost invisible radiating from around his white skin.

He was suspended in mid-air, his pupils were as dark as ink, looking down at the young king who was kneeling on the ground and looked a bit embarrassed at the moment.

The wrist of his left hand was tightly clasped by the right hand that the young king suddenly stretched out at the last moment.

That strong right hand firmly held him who was supposed to fly high into the sky, causing his body to involuntarily lean forward slightly.

The fingers that clasped his wrist were so tight that they dug deeply into his skin.

"Are you going to disappear from my presence again, buddy?"

The young king of the underworld stared at his partner, his dark purple eyes were deeply set, and the shadows cast into his eyes by the long eyelashes seemed to have dyed his eyes with a dark sauce black tone.

It was a gaze that seemed to be swallowed by something.

A bit of pain, but very severe.

The game didn't answer.

He just looked at the other him, who was suspended in mid-air, with his head down, looking down.

His gaze also penetrated deeply at this moment, with a gesture of judgment.

"Aren't you the one who decides all that?"

The game asks.

He looked down at the other him with a condescending attitude.

His lips were tightly pursed, almost sinking in deeply, which was the expression he would habitually show when he was suppressing his anger.

"From the beginning, you have always helped me decide everything."

He said, "You are the one who said you want to be together forever... If you don't want to leave, just refuse the duel ceremony?"

"Why did you promise that duel? Why did you acquiesce in Isis choosing me as your opponent?"

"You are the pharaoh! If you refuse to fight and reject me as an opponent, Isis will have nothing to say!"

"You know what the card I sealed is, you can beat me obviously, but you still lost in my hands in the end—"

The almost venting words forced out from deep in the throat finally came to an abrupt end.

The game let out a heavy breath, as if wanting to relieve his sudden agitation.

"The other me, you are the one who decided the duel for me."

When the king of Egypt spoke again, his tone was much calmer, but his light purple eyes showed a trace of unhappiness tinged with sadness without any concealment.

"It's still you who decides the victory for me."

"You are always deciding everything for me, choosing my future for me."

"You never asked my opinion or asked me what I wanted."

"And now, you still help me make what you think is the best decision with that natural attitude."

Having said that, the game paused.

He shook his head to the other him, not seriously, but so stubborn that there was no room for change.

He says,

"I hate this."

I hate being like this all the time, another me.

I don't want to be under your protection all the time, I don't want to just look at your back all the time.

"So, it's revenge."

"At that time, you left me and went back to the underworld."

The game said, word by word, the words were extremely clear.

The violet pupils were so bright that they seemed to be able to see the starlight in the night sky, clearly reflecting the stunned face of the pharaoh.

Driven by the surrounding air currents, his pure black hair fluttered in a soft posture against the white cheeks.

"So this time, I'm going to leave you here alone."

The king of Egypt raised his hand and waved away the hand that was clasping his wrist.

The sunlight that came in from the window shone on his light bruise left by the other party's fingers that were too tightly clasped, and it looked extremely glaring on the white skin.

Pharaoh's eyes fell on the hand that threw him away, and his handsome face showed a look of bewilderment at that moment.

He opened his mouth as if wanting to call the other person's name.

He thought the game would be gone the moment he waved his hand away.

But not only did not leave, but the arms that stretched out towards him, who suddenly bent down to him, hugged his neck tightly.

The pharaoh of the underworld seemed to have lost all autonomy at this moment, but just sat on the ground in a daze, letting Yuyu hug his neck tightly, and pressed their cheeks with similar skin colors together.

The dazzling sunlight came in from the window and fell into his pupils, blurring an ambiguous and gloomy tone deep in the deep purple eyes.

No one knows what he is thinking at the moment.

"I won't let 'you' die."

It was the very soft, almost soliloquic sound of his partner's lips that were almost pressed against his ear.

"...No matter which one, no one will do."

Then, the fingers pressing on his shoulders that penetrated into the heat of the skin left his body.

He raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and once again reached out to grab the hand that had left him.

He knelt on the ground and stretched his hands straight to the sky.

Yugi's hand slipped from the fingertips he stretched forward with all his strength.

After all, he still couldn't grasp the hand.

The boy who smiled at him with his violet pupils curled up receded towards the sky and disappeared before his eyes.

His outstretched hand, the fingertips only left the feeling of the penetrating cold wind.

After a long time, his hand hanging in the air finally retracted.

He lowered his head, still maintaining the posture of kneeling on the ground, the breeze blowing in from the window brushed over his cheeks, making the pure golden hair on his forehead sway endlessly.

The shadow of the swaying hair covered most of his face, making it difficult for people to see his expression at the moment.

What can be seen is only his thin and sharp lips that are almost squeezed into a line.

Also, clenched the white fingers that were deeply embedded in the skin on his left shoulder...

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Standing tall at the foot of the Obelisk Obelisk between the sky and the earth, the magnificent and magnificent palace buried deep in the depths of the earth is quietly hidden in the darkness.

The faint flames danced on the huge stone pillars, illuminating the huge stone slabs enshrined in the underground temple of the Three Illusory Gods.

The three stone slabs stood at one corner each, standing on the wall from bottom to top, almost supporting the top of this magnificent temple.

——Osiris' sky dragon, the sun god Ra's winged dragon, Obelisk's giant soldier——

The air in the center of the huge temple suddenly trembled at that moment.

A pure black but extremely bright brilliance suddenly emerged in that distorted space.

Then, a fair-skinned young man with ink-stained black hair appeared in the bright black brilliance.

The golden building blocks of the regular pyramid, emitting a faint golden light, floated beside him, shaking slightly occasionally.

The young Wangdi raised his head and looked around.

The three huge stone slabs stood right in front of him, and the majestic and terrifying appearance of the three phantom gods carved on the stone slabs was even more frightening against the flickering faint flames.

That huge posture made him standing below look even smaller.

"...what can you help me with?"

It's not so much asking, it's better to say it's an unconscious soliloquy.

The sound of the game is not loud, but it is transmitted layer by layer in this huge almost dead temple, and then reflected back.

Layer after layer of echoes echoed endlessly in the temple.

Three huge stone slabs carved with stone statues of the Three Illusory Gods hung quietly on the wall of the temple without saying a word.

They stood there quietly, their huge eyes under the firelight seem to be ambiguously watching the Egyptian prince in the temple.

Yugi hesitated for a moment, then walked forward.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the huge stone slab in front of him.

In the next second, his expression suddenly changed.

He retracted his outstretched hand and hugged his left shoulder tightly.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his left knee could no longer support his body and he knelt down on the ground, he opened his mouth for a long time before letting out a heavy breath.

"Oops……"

You clenched his teeth, trying to support the last bit of sanity that was about to disappear.

'That' must not be seen by the evil god.

He looked sideways at the golden building block floating beside him, and desperately sent it back to the depths of his heart room a second before his sanity was about to disappear.

At the moment when the golden building block disappeared into the air, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and closed his eyes.

A burst of unbelievably huge airflow suddenly exploded.

A terrifying whirlwind rushed in all directions, sweeping across the entire huge temple and sweeping in all directions.

The black-haired boy who was half kneeling on the ground stood up from the center of the powerful airflow.

The powerful airflow is still continuously surging from his body, like layers of waves roaring towards the surroundings.

However, the place where he was standing was extremely quiet, and the ink-stained black hair and the clothes around him danced in the softest posture abruptly and strangely without wind in this extremely quiet environment.

The young man opened his eyes. It was a pair of bright pupils that were so beautiful that they were so dark that they almost sucked up all the brilliance.

He looked forward, in the direction of the three huge stone slabs.

At this moment, the usually quiet and breathless eyes seemed to be brewing the most extreme darkness due to extreme depression.

"La... and, Osiris."