Who would have guessed that a hero would need to be saved?
And who would have guessed I would be the one to save him?
Then again, he never ever saw it coming at all…
Who could have seen it? Apparently the madness crawled inside his brain a long time before he became the "legend everyone proclaimed him to be.
I've never believed a single word of it.
He was shallow, always with that happy-go-lucky attitude thinking he fooled everyone into believing him to be the hero. I'm guessing he even started believing that himself.
A hero. The one who always was there for everyone, who fought and won all the battles no one else could fight, the leader, the wise, the one everyone looked for advice.
When was Juudai Yuki all that?
When was he for everyone who looked for him? When did he lead? When did he fight for anyone else but himself?
I can't say I'm better but at least I have never intended to deny that.
I guess I should have seen it coming. Scratch that, I always knew this day would come. I knew one day everything he had done would backfire.
But I should have warned someone.
After all, seeing Juudai Yuki in a white hospital robe isn't exactly my favourite way to spend an afternoon.
I've never been fond of hospitals. They bring back certain memories I would rather delete completely from my mind and specially right now, I wish I wasn't sitting here, on the psychiatric wing looking at a drugged Juudai.
He looked it all upon himself, now that I think about it. I shouldn't pity him. He is my rival. Our relationship doesn't go further than that. Why do I care so much all of a sudden?
I never believed he was a hero. I never believed he was untouchable.
He gave everyone just what they wanted to make them happy. Just enough attention, just enough pleasure, just enough… I'm guessing because he couldn't cope with misery.
Maybe we were somehow alike….
Although obviously, I've never been nearly as reckless or ignorant…
Yes, he did looked all upon himself.
I can't see me jumping from the top of the Duel Academy building, yelling like crazy to my spirits to stop it.
Funny, his hero deck was never his…He never belonged there. He was never a hero and they knew it, that's why they chased him.
But who would believe a suicidal young teenager about Duel Spirits?
That's why we were both stuck here, because I saved him from jumping, because I lost to him after that so he didn't feel bad.
Maybe I'm the hero and he has always been just another obstacle in my way. Who dictates who's the hero of the story? No one's got it all after all so why should they be perfect? Why should they be the winners? Why should they have the recognition when at least we are honest? Isn't honesty a trait to look up to?
I'm guessing I should ask him when the drugs have worn off then again, Juudai has always liked leaving an open window in his room and with his revenge-seeking spirits there, I wonder what will happen.