MY KOENMA

Finally! This story is up!

Warning: My OC might seem like a Mary-Sue. I assure you, she is not. She's just seen some shit, and is therefore powerful as hell.

At least she can't go Super Saiyan like a certain idiot.


I woke up on the side of a street, a bag colored black next to me. I was sprawled on the ground, my hand dangerously close to the road.

Upon noticing this, I quickly shot up and crossed my legs, so I was sitting on the ground without being near the road.

I do not feel like getting run over, thank you very much.

I began to tap my fingers on the ground, humming and thinking.

This place wasn't the island I had began to call home. I glanced around, seeing if I was in a place I recognised.

Turns out I was. Heartland City, Yu-Gi-Oh Zexal. Frowning, I opened up the bag next to me.

My frown quickly turned into a smile as I noticed my D-Terminal, a D-Pad, a Duel Gazer, five of my decks, my glasses, and some money.

I went to reach in, but my body suddenly froze.

Do you accept being here…?

If you do… You will lose your life.

Everything went black after that, my hand barely touching the D-Pad within the bag.


I woke up floating on nowhere.

Do you accept being here? came the voice from earlier. It sounded like the Door's voice, only a bit more sinister.

If you do… You will lose your life.

"Lose my life…?" I muttered as a door, colored purely black and with stairs of light heading towards it, appeared.

Does that mean that I can't go home, losing the life I had there, or will I truly lose my life?

Climb to the door… Open the door!

My legs began to move on their own, slowly walking up. I pulled a card out of my bag; the Fusion card, Five-headed Dragon.

I'll take my chances, I guess.

I held the card up when I reached the door, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.

"I accept! I open the door!" I exclaimed. My card and the door glowed, and the door slowly began to open.

Very well…

I began to walk through the door, and I woke up again.

"...! She's awake!" came a voice, obviously male and familiar, "What's your name?"

"Name…?" I found myself muttering. My memories were all… fuzzy. A few names rang through my mind, and I soon picked one.

"My name is Darky…"