This is based on my RP Yami, but I thought it worked as a general Yami idea too.


I am... broken.

I don't know who I am anymore. Because I'm not Atem. The man known as Atem is gone, and he's not coming back. That part of me shattered with the puzzle. That part of me cannot be rebuilt. That part of me is dead. All that remains of that person are his memories. His fractured, fragmented memories– and look how much good they've done me! I'm just the same as I was before. Just as unsure. Just as unbalanced.

Broken.

A puzzle with one piece misplaced, a window with cracks running through the corners, a child's toy held together with glue–

That's all that I am and all that I will ever be.