Prologue
"So, you went to Duel Academy too?" The young girl exclaimed, her emerald eyes filled with wonderment.
"Yes, when I was about 16." The teenager's father replied, recalling his days of youth.
"You must have been really strong!" Her father laughed at this.
"Oh no, I was actually quite weak."
"That can't be! You had a really powerful deck! Mom said so!"
The man chuckled again, looking down at his daughter. "There is more to my story than the cards I used." He looked at his daughter, who was utterly confused by what her father had just told her. He smiled and stood up, walking over to a bookshelf in the corner. He pulled out a small red book, a journal.
"If you really want to know what I was like back then, then you should read this." He said, handing the book to his daughter.
"Is this like, a diary?"
"I suppose you could call it that. I wrote that after I was finished at Duel Academy."
"This is your diary?" Her father nodded.
"Would you like to read it?"
"Sure!" She chirped, opening the book as she began to read…