The Power Within

Yugioh, the King of Games, thats what they called me. Yugioh, the Pharoah of Egypt, thats who I was. A soul sealed within a puzzle to guard the secret of the Shadow Games, thats what I have become. A yami, the Darkness of another is what I am now. I am Yugioh no longer, but I find that not so bad. My Aibou, Yugi, looks after me and cares for me as best as he can. Thats a far cry what I can say about the OTHER Yami's. Others were all sealed into Millenium items as well. The scale, the eye, the ring, these are only some of the pieces of the Millenium. Each has their own Yami, yet, it would seem, I among them all, am the only one who has managed to stave of the madness that comes with becoing a sul locked away for millenia after millenia. When a soul is locked away, it cannot join its Ka in the afterlife, a most holy place for all Egyptians. I also expected one day to go there and join my father and his fathers in the land of the Gods, where I would rule again by his side, a son of a God. but I have been denied, just as all the other souls within each respective item has. Their Kas have abandoned them as has mine. Yet here, in this Soul Room, I can exist without it, for Yugis sake as well as my own. I do not want to fade into oblivion, and Yugis presence keeps my candle of hope flickering. He is the light that leads my way, he is what keeps me sane. In many ways he is my new Ka, my Aibou, the one I protect and serve if necessary. he in turn grabnts me freedom and the ability to duel once more. When I come across another Millenium Items imprisoned soul I weep, their hope having been gone, their meaning for life, terminated. They cannot go on and seem to go mad, their powers out of control. Those who weild Millenium Items must be strong of will and heart or the soul that is trapped within will surely corrupt onesself. They will dominate your will, control your mind. Unless you cna peacefull co exist with a Yami, like my Aibou and I, they will destroy you mentally and then steal your soul, sealing it within the item. Bakura almost lost his soul to Yami-Bakura if it had not been for my intervention. He has now learend to control that force, even if it is at times, sporadic. His siter, as wlel as others too have learned to control those who rage inside their items, but the struggle contionues on between wills of each. The spirit wanting to be free, and the owner who wants o keep their very soul. I watch all this, from my own soul room, and I weep for my people who have lost their way and can never return. However I must duel on, it is a hunger within me that I must quell inorder to feel alive. Without dueling, without Yugi I am but another souless wanderer, doomed to an Earthly existance, never to return to the land of Death, where my fathers and grandfathers await....