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"Yuugi...Yuugi~ Wake up, Yuugi."
Yuugi opened his violet eyes slowly, looking around the room sleepily.
"Wha-Hello?"
He whispered, looking around the room to find the source of the voice but didn't see another human being in the room aside from himself. Maybe he was still dreaming?
"It's me, Yuugi...Your friend."
"W-Who's there...?"
The deeper, more sinister voice chuckled darkly, almost as if he was mocking Yuugi for being afraid.
"Come to the mirror, Yuugi, and you'll find out."
The teenage boy carefully stood from his bed, cautiously walking over to the mirror and gazing over his reflection. "I..I just see me."
"For now."
The voice spoke darkly, making Yuugi afraid to even move. Soon, a dark shadow cast itself over the mirror, making Yuugi's reflection harder and harder to see. The small boy stepped back some, trembling slightly with fear. Suddenly, the shadows cleared but in the mirror was not the reflection Yuugi was expecting. Inside the mirror stood a man that rivaled him in appearance, the difference being his height, messier hair and the look of pure darkness in his crimson eyes. Yuugi's knees finally gave out on him and he fell to the floor out of shock and fear and yet, he was unable to turn his attention away from the mysterious figure.
"W-Who are you...? W-Why are you..here..?"
The man smirked, kneeling to Yuugi's height as he would if he was a solid being like the boy was.
"I'm you, Yuugi. Well, more or less. I'm here because you completed my puzzle and you gained the dark powers it possesses."
"Dark powers..? Are you...a demon...?"
"Not exactly, I'm more of a spirit, a soul locked away in the puzzle. And now, because of you, I'm free once again."
"H-How come I've never seen or heard you up until now..?"
"I was waiting for the right time. Ever wondered why you never see Ushio anymore? Or why Seto Kaiba is hell bent on beating you? That's my doing."
Yuugi was having a difficult time taking all of this in, he couldn't tell if it was all just a nightmare or what but he just wanted to wake up.
"So...b-basically what you're saying is that you're an evil spirit that was locked away in the puzzle and when I completed it...I set you free?"
"Yes."
The small male stood, walking away from the mirror and sitting back on his bed.
"Do you have a name..?"
"I've been called several things over the year, but I suppose Yami works. It means dark after all."
The intimidating male smirked, leaning against the frame of the mirror and crossing his arms.
"I must say, I'm impressed. Nobody has been able to solve it for the past 3,000 years. Then suddenly a shrimp like you comes by and solves it like it's nothing."
"Do you really have to insult me..?"
The more sinister male smirked, soon disappearing and returning Yuugi's reflection to normal. The small boy stood, carefully walking over to the mirror and running his fingers over the glass. He was unsure if he imagined this or not. He looked behind the mirror. Nothing. There was no logical explanation for the sudden sadistic spirit in the mirror other than it could just be a dream. A very weird, realistic dream. Yuugi shrugged it off for now, getting back into his bed and soon drifting off back to sleep. He couldn't get that man out of his head. Why did he seem so familiar, yet a stranger? Could what that man had said about who he was about about the millennium puzzle be true? Yuugi has no idea and it worried him, he thought maybe he was truly going insane.
Yuugi opened his violet eyes slowly, looking around the room sleepily.
"Wha-Hello?"
He whispered, looking around the room to find the source of the voice but didn't see another human being in the room aside from himself. Maybe he was still dreaming?
"It's me, Yuugi...Your friend."
"W-Who's there...?"
The deeper, more sinister voice chuckled darkly, almost as if he was mocking Yuugi for being afraid.
"Come to the mirror, Yuugi, and you'll find out."
The teenage boy carefully stood from his bed, cautiously walking over to the mirror and gazing over his reflection. "I..I just see me."
"For now."
The voice spoke darkly, making Yuugi afraid to even move. Soon, a dark shadow cast itself over the mirror, making Yuugi's reflection harder and harder to see. The small boy stepped back some, trembling slightly with fear. Suddenly, the shadows cleared but in the mirror was not the reflection Yuugi was expecting. Inside the mirror stood a man that rivaled him in appearance, the difference being his height, messier hair and the look of pure darkness in his crimson eyes. Yuugi's knees finally gave out on him and he fell to the floor out of shock and fear and yet, he was unable to turn his attention away from the mysterious figure.
"W-Who are you...? W-Why are you..here..?"
The man smirked, kneeling to Yuugi's height as he would if he was a solid being like the boy was.
"I'm you, Yuugi. Well, more or less. I'm here because you completed my puzzle and you gained the dark powers it possesses."
"Dark powers..? Are you...a demon...?"
"Not exactly, I'm more of a spirit, a soul locked away in the puzzle. And now, because of you, I'm free once again."
"H-How come I've never seen or heard you up until now..?"
"I was waiting for the right time. Ever wondered why you never see Ushio anymore? Or why Seto Kaiba is hell bent on beating you? That's my doing."
Yuugi was having a difficult time taking all of this in, he couldn't tell if it was all just a nightmare or what but he just wanted to wake up.
"So...b-basically what you're saying is that you're an evil spirit that was locked away in the puzzle and when I completed it...I set you free?"
"Yes."
The small male stood, walking away from the mirror and sitting back on his bed.
"Do you have a name..?"
"I've been called several things over the year, but I suppose Yami works. It means dark after all."
The intimidating male smirked, leaning against the frame of the mirror and crossing his arms.
"I must say, I'm impressed. Nobody has been able to solve it for the past 3,000 years. Then suddenly a shrimp like you comes by and solves it like it's nothing."
"Do you really have to insult me..?"
The more sinister male smirked, soon disappearing and returning Yuugi's reflection to normal. The small boy stood, carefully walking over to the mirror and running his fingers over the glass. He was unsure if he imagined this or not. He looked behind the mirror. Nothing. There was no logical explanation for the sudden sadistic spirit in the mirror other than it could just be a dream. A very weird, realistic dream. Yuugi shrugged it off for now, getting back into his bed and soon drifting off back to sleep. He couldn't get that man out of his head. Why did he seem so familiar, yet a stranger? Could what that man had said about who he was about about the millennium puzzle be true? Yuugi has no idea and it worried him, he thought maybe he was truly going insane.
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Based in Season 0, Yuugi Mutou had finally completed the millennium puzzle and he felt so proud of himself, thus wearing his accomplishment around his neck everyday. However, soon the dark presence of the puzzle makes himself known to little Yuugi and the young boy is unsure of how to handle him.
A little something extra Ive been working on to get back into the habit of writing.
A little something extra Ive been working on to get back into the habit of writing.
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