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Pharaoh's Gate Ch5:- The First Black WingThe bleak doorway ahead loomed. It resembled one of those wooden doors from a medieval dungeon with a slot at the top with several rows of bars. The heavy smell of blood permeated the air and the dry crimson patches on the floor ahead and on the door was unsettling. With each passing step Tea became more and more disturbed somehow already envisioning what was to play out behind the door. Tristan with the cape on his back flailing, pushed ahead of the party and bravely gripped the door. He placed his ears close and heard some weak whimpering behind it.
"...Tristan...?" The voice sounded somewhat lifeless, but familiar.
In a spurt of energy, Tristan suddenly yanked the door wide open. "Miho!" He cried at the top of his lungs. As Yugi and the others tried to focus their eyes on the new light in the room he noticed Tristan frozen cold. The atmosphere quickly darkened as the trail of blood invited them to a large room. Taylor's eyes locked immediately onto a large flat table at the end of t
Pharaoh's Gate Ch4:- Mound of Hollow DarknessThe dark and dismal archways returned. Like water under a bridge the party traversed silently through the dungeons hollow bowels. The boy at the front of the party was especially nervous,but Yugi Moto lead anyway. The smell of the air was soggy and rank, but fortunately it was nothing but a singular path towards the next foreboding destination.
Tea had noticed Yugi had ceased in movement and she proceeded to do the same, noticing a dead end and two doors either side of them. She looked increasingly nervous as the Moto scanned each one. Joey approached him and placed his hand on his shoulder. "Take yer pick Yugi."
"Which one Pharaoh?" Yugi clamped his eyes shut and allowed them to see his alter ego in his mind.
"I'm sensing dark powers behind both of them. Doesn't Tea know if she freed us?"
Yugi then spilled his words to Tea about the layout of the dungeon. The girl merely shook her head. "I don't know anything about the layout of this place. I barely remember as much as the rest of you
Pharaoh's Gate Ch3:- The RiddlerThe party of Yami, Joey, Tristan and Tea had reached an obscure vast room composed of bright orange crystals. They hung down from the roof and stuck up from the floor like deadly spikes, it was like looking into a cracked geode. The slabbed flesh coloured tiles had ended and the ground below their feet was nothing more than the scratch of earthy dirt. The tri-haired leader stepped forth first bravely and spun around curiously. Directly ahead was a crystal bath that formed a shallow pool of fresh spring water. The moat like pool surrounded two golden trinkets. At the base of the pond before the altar was an exceptionally large squashed teapot object. It was a golden lamp of sorts. Behind it upon the altar itself, a bare trickle of sunlight shone down on the main centerpiece. That centerpiece was...
"...My Millennium Puzzle!" Yami instinctively thrust his hand forward as he ran towards the object.
"Yami... don't come any closer...!" A silent yet familiar echo of an old friend permeated t
Pharaoh's Gate Ch2:- Fated DayPerspective of Joey Wheeler
It was a day much like any other in the summer during our break from the battle city charade. I was walking down to school that morning and I thought I better pay a visit to my old pal Yugi. Part of me wanted to see him because I wanted to make sure that the rare hunters didn't ambush him and part of me wanted to see him because of our long lasting friendship. I remember entering through the doors of the Kame Game store, they were already wide open inviting me inwards. Everything seemed swell and dandy, until my eyes locked on to the customer standing in front of me at the counter.
He was very tall and imposing, he wore a ridiculous white longcoat which seemed to defy gravity. He had blue belted straps on his elbows and an all too familiar brunette hairstyle. In front of me I could hear Yugi's Grampa trying to argue over the demanding ego.
"Seto Kaiba... we don't sell this kind of stuff in our store. We only sell traditional games."
"I've offered you
Pharaoh's Gate Ch1:- Prisoners of WarA hollow gushing of wind let out a continuous moan under the darkness of the wet and damp brick of the castle underbelly. Tall cages littered around the vast room suspended in the air by rusted brown metal pathways. A man with tanned skin and spiked platinum hair leered into one of the opened cages in the face of one of his captors. His eyes were dull and vacant to the battered man that was in front of him. "I am Marik Ishtar, your captor." He pulled out an arm from his dark turquoise cape, embroidered with the stains of dried blood. In his clenched hand he held a gold, upturned pyramid. Upon the top of it rested a heavy silver chain as if it were some kind of oversized necklace.
"You... when did you..." The man with the tri-coloured hair inside the cage barked, his violet eyes were focused intently on the object Marik held in hand "...just what kind of game is this?"
"Game?" Marik cackled with wheezy laughs "I guess you could call it that. But I can assure you and your comrades are no
Dreams of realityA pair of eyes;
Open and stare through the lights,
Into the darkness of doom.
And yet they smile,
Yet they smile.
A drop of tear;
Seeps through the garden of death;
Falls to the mortal soil.
Dreams and desires will blend again,
To render the roses alive.
I am floating through a vision.
Like ripples, floating through the pond of life.
Can reality be so real?
Let me drown again,
Into the silence of familiar noise.
As I wander through the lanes of reason and passion.
The flame of hope burns bright,
Drenched in the colors of freedom.
So let my dreams unravel my soul,
As darkness fades away;
And let mortality draw me closer to destiny.
As these pair of eyes,
Open to stare through the lights again.
Is this reality?
Can reality be so real?
Time passes by, as the eyes keep staring;
Staring at the distant lights;
Staring beyond the distant skies.
What do they see?
What do they long?
What do they desire?
Then the skies will break down;
White lightning striking the dreamy clouds.
Moments will tur
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