DISCLAIMER! I DO NOT OWN Yu-Gi-Oh!, its characters, plots, or anything even remotely associated with it.
I've been watchin' me some Yu-Gi-Oh! lately, and I've always wondered what goes on in a monster's head on the battlefield. So as I'm watching, I come across a duel where one might actually be able to see what really goes on in... well... a monster's head. This was the result.
Undying Loyalty
He understood all too well the dangers of being on the field and front lines, but he was more than happy to comply; he was summoned for the sole purpose of protecting the boy he had become so fond of... and that had become so fond of him.
He had no problem giving up his life for the boy because he knew that he wouldn't be out of the count for long; he was always called upon again either in the same duel or in another. That, and he also rather liked the emotions emanating from his master whenever he did something good.
A whole slew of foreign feelings flooded into the Dark Magician's mind whenever he materialized onto a field, but he didn't know what they were or where they stemmed from, let alone how to get rid of them. He only knew they were connected to his master and his master's other spirit, because their power was his power and vice versa.
His other master was around more often in a duel, so naturally the bond between them was stronger, but he couldn't help but wonder why he felt they had been bonded long before they met...
It does not matter now. I am here for a reason, and I will fulfill their will.
He looked up and found quite an intriguing sight; a darker version of himself hovered opposite him, in front of a demented clown-man – What was his name? Pandora? Or did he call himself Arkana? – with an annoying voice.
The ability to think beyond the battle was lost when he let his life be decided by the man behind him, and a large majority of the battle was lost in a blur of emotions he had never before experienced so fully: surprise at a turn of events, fear for his life, blind faith in the two who so easily would lay their last shreds of hope to him.
Is it really a blind faith, though? I know he will not fail.
Even when he was literally backed against a wall... Even when his very soul was ripped from his being, he was only too willing to take the hit for his master, taking every ounce of pain in the boy's place if only to know he would smile once more.
He didn't know if he had a choice or not, but he knew the outcome would still be the same, and so he allowed the all-too-familiar pain to take his life once more with a smile.
He could place the feeling, he realized in the last few seconds of yet another life.
It is my undying loyalty to him.