(Yusei's POV)

I missed those days.

The days where you, me and Crow used to play with the others at the orphanage.

The days when we all participated in the WRGP.

If I had the chance to go back and cherish them, I would do that.

But I can't.

Now, I'm standing here, before your lifeless body, remembering all the good times we both had.

I tried to save your life, but… I failed. I failed as a doctor, a friend and as a brother. I couldn't save you. I didn't have enough time to resuscitate your heart.

I knew if I told the others that you died, they would blame me. But they have to know the truth. When I told them, they broke down. As I tried to console all of them, I slowly regretted all that time I was away from you.

As we all came to your funeral, I saw figures of Z-one, Antinomy, Aporia and Paradox welcoming you and bringing you up to that higher plane.

When the service was over, Crow found your will and you wrote "If I ever die, pass my deck to Prof. Yusei Fudo.". I took it without hesitation. From that day on, I couldn't bring myself to duel. Hell, I would even tear up a little whenever I see a Duel Monster card. It reminds me of you and your courageous soul so much.

If only you could come back to life for one day and settle our duel.

But I know it would never happen.

Because it's all my fault.

yeah i wrote this in school last week and revised it.

nothing much but eh im sorry if i am not accurate :T