AN: AU. This is a test of an idea that appeared in my head. It is unknown if I will continue it. This is a test of an idea.
PS. I don't own Yu-gi-oh.
"My son…make a treaty with Wu-quan."
"Wu-quan, father?"
"Yes Atem. I had hoped to teach you when you were older, but with this sickness…no matter. Wu-quan is a powerful country, my son, but very reclusive. Siamun…get Siamun to teach you…and send him to negotiate the treaty." Coughs penetrated the once-great pharaoh's words, marring the signifigance of his words.
"Egypt is powerful father. Why do we need a treaty with anyone else?"
"Wu-quan is our equal- perhaps even our successor- in strength."
"What? How is that possible?"
However, Wu-quan does not conquer- not the way we do."
"How else is there to conquer father? It makes no sense."
"With kindness, my son, with kindness. Wu-quan is very generous and very protective of the people under its care. Empires have crumbled beneath their rage for an allies destruction. Throughout the ages it has turned countries against gods, and people against the god's children- all without seeming to."
"How father, how can they do this? How do I protect Egypt from this?"
"Be a wise and kind ruler my son. The people will respect you and Wu-quan will gladly be our ally. They gather people by being kind in a world where kindness is non-existent, they become strong by help those who need it. They are the the ones that conquer in peace, my son, the ones that give stability. But just in case…ask them to come here to finalize the treaty. Tell them you want to appeal to their god of hospitality…Lewnix…I think. Show them that Egypt is strong, united, as one." With that the pharaoh began to hack, blood covering his hands.
"Father! Help, we need a healer!"
"Atem… my only son… promise me…Wu-quan…must be…our ally." Before Atem had the chance to respond, he was removed from the room, creating space for the healers to attempt to save his father. As Atem looked back, he sealed his fate with his father's last wish.
"Yes, Father. I promise."