PROLOGUE
The rain pounded upon the roof of the White House as the president slumped in his chair. He looked at his watch. 3:00. Only an hour before the meeting. He sighed and went back to examining the papers before him. They were scattered amongst the desk in a completely disorganized pile. The rest of the room was dark, but in contrast to the desk, very organized and colorful. Let's see, the president thought. I've got another meeting this Friday with…
CRACK.
Startled, he swung up his head and frantically looked around. Nothing. He was imagining things, it seems. But, no, he had this odd feeling something was going to happen. Something important. He didn't know what it was, it was just there. He shook his head and went back to the paperwork.
CRACK.
He jumped again, this time to find a man standing in front of him. He wore an odd costume, like none he had ever seen.
"President Joseph Arthur, I assume?" Arthur nodded slowly. He needed to act strong. Who was this guy? CIA? FBI?
"I understand why you're speechless. It's alright; I have not come to hurt you. I have come to bring a message."
"Who sent you? What message?"
"I've come to inform you of another dimension."
"Another…? Alright, what is this? Who's pulling this prank? If this is you, Norden, I'm going to…" He paused for a moment and thought. This is probably a test to see how fast I crack, he thought. And, if I keep doing this, I'll have failed. Just keep calm, whatever you do.
"Tell me of this different dimension."
"You're skeptical, aren't you?"
"Of course not," Arthur lied, "I haven't heard enough about this other world to be skeptical about. Please, go on."
"I doubt that," he smirked. The man eyed him darkly and went on, "this other dimension is… how do I put this… You know the card game, Duel Monsters?"
This confused Arthur. Duel Monsters? That was nothing more than a children's card game his son played. "Yes," he said to the odd-looking man.
"The monsters of that game… they are real. They reside in this other dimension."
Arthur couldn't help but burst out laughing. Even if it was a test by the government, he couldn't help it. He's supposed to handle ridiculous stories, but this… this was on another level. This was even more ridiculous than the "applesauce makes people gay" debate that went on for two years. This was beyond ridiculous; in fact, it crossed the line of fantasy.
"Alright, alright, you got your laughs," the president said as he finally calmed down, "now can I get back to work? I have a meeting in an hour and I need to-"
"I didn't come here for laughs." Arthur looked at the man. How far were they going to take this? And why did he say something so cliché?
"Look, I'm sorry to spoil your fun, but I've really got to work for the meeting, so could you come back another time?"
"No." The man just stood there with a dark face. Arthur started to get irritated.
"Okay, this is going too far. Security!"
Two men ran in from outside of the room and pointed their guns. Arthur started to sweat as he saw that they were pointing at him instead of the mysterious man.
"W-What is… What did…"
"They're possessed. Look closer." He did so and saw that their eyes were green. That was odd, since they were usually brown and blue. He turned his head to the man again and pulled a pistol from his drawer. He pointed it at the tall man and took a deep breath.
"Who are you? What do you want from me?"
"I'd put that gun down if I were you."
The man turned his head to the two security guards, whose guns were perfectly aimed at the president. Maybe they wore green contacts… yeah, and this was all part of a huge prank. But wouldn't they stop it once he brought his gun out?
"I asked you a question. Who are you?"
"I am from the other dimension. We call it… Monster World."
"…Monster World."
"Yes."
"That has got to be the most unoriginal name I have ever heard."
"But it fits, does it not?"
Arthur considered commenting on that, but he changed his mind when he remembered the two guards who could kill him with the pull of a trigger.
"May I sit down?"
"Y-Yes…" Arthur stuttered. The man sat down in the chair on the other side of the desk, and Arthur could now see him better. He was dressed like that one monster card… what was it called…
"Thank you," the man said. "Now, this other dimension, in it lives monsters, like I said. Not spells, not traps, monsters. Some monsters can activate traps and spells, but this is somewhat rare and requires a lot of power to use often.
"They have no names, other than what they are. All Dark Magicians are called Dark Magician, all Ryu Senshis Ryu Senshi, etc. I don't know why they do this, and I'd change this if I could control it. The only exception is that some seem to have nicknames, which are basically shortened versions of their monster names. Yes, there are plenty of each species, with rare exceptions."
"But they're unassociated with us, right?" President Arthur said, "They're in a completely different dimension, so we have nothing to do with them, right?"
"Usually, yes," said the mysterious man. "Holograms are holograms, and nothing more. However, a monster by the name of Jinzo has created something remarkable. It's a chip that can be injected into the body. With it, monsters can be transported to Human World."
"What?"
"My apologies. Human World is what we call your dimension. We like to keep things simple."
"So I've noticed."
The man gave him sort of a sneer. "I wouldn't be talking like that in your situation."
"But you're not in my situation, are you, now?"
"I am not, and am glad because." There were a few moments of silence, and then Arthur spoke.
"Hold it- you're telling me that Maximillion Pegasus magically knew of this other dimension, even though he's been under the surveillance of his bodyguards for most of his life?"
"Of course not."
"…Then what are you telling me?"
"I'm telling you that the Egyptians knew about Monster World, and Pegasus knew about the Egyptians. Only two people actually know of Monster World now- well, besides you- and one of them is the famous Yugi Moto."
"And the other one?"
"What about them?"
"Who is it?"
"That's not important."
"It is to me."
"Well, it shouldn't be."
Arthur sighed. "This is ridiculous. Do you have any proof? If not, than I can consider this entire conversation a waste of time."
"Are the guards not proof enough?"
"Please. You hired them to pose like that and put in colored contacts. They know I won't shoot, so they're not worried." He didn't know if he meant that, but he still wanted for this all to be fake.
"I see. How about this?"
The man lifted his arm and started to say something under his breath. His arm started to glow as a small pool of dark aura was created on the ground next to him. Out of the pool of darkness came another man, one who Arthur immediately recognized.
"D-Dark Ruler Ha Des…"
"Yes. He came from the ground. I don't think humans can do that. Is that proof enough?"
"Y-You… it… I…" He started to stumble and held onto the table for balance. "What do you want from me? Why are you here?" He held his gun up higher, and his hands were shaking.
The man smiled. "That is where the most important part of my message comes into play."
