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Warning: This fic will contain some scenes of violence and some offensive language. Viewer discretion is advised.
A/N: This is our first fic, and there are three of us working on it. Hopefully that will keep us updating regularly. Any references or connections to other fics are purely coincidental.
Santoryuu presents
YU-GI-OH
The Elemental Duelist Saga
Chapter 1
Prologue
Have you ever played the game Duel Monsters?
It's a really fun collectible card game, where both players get to use the power of legendary monsters, amazing spells, and clever traps to attempt to reduce their opponent's life points to zero.
What few people realize, is that this seemingly harmless card game was once a threat to all mankind.
Over ten thousand years ago, humans shared this world with the creatures of legends: dragons, fairies, fiends, and more, until a great catastrophe unleashed a new element known as "Orichalcum" on the world.
Humanity was quickly corrupted by the power of this mysterious green stone, and in the end almost destroyed itself.
The monsters managed to escape a similar fate by hiding in a new world, made just for them.
Eventually, humans were able to rebuild, and rebuilt their societies. However, there were some people who managed to keep some of the powers the Orichalcum gave them. This allowed them to call forth the creatures back into this world to assist them. Some people used this power for good, helping others and protecting the weak. Others used it for evil, subjugating entire countries at will. Eventually, those who were able to would use their monsters to battle each other. In these dangerous battles, the loser would often forfeit their own soul, and new monsters began to appear as people learned how to turn parts of their spirit into creatures!
Eventually, all this was brought to an end by a great and powerful pharaoh in ancient Egypt, over 5000 years ago.
Despite his power though, the pharaoh couldn't change what had happened in the past. What he did not know was that there were people outside of Egypt who had the power to call forth these monsters, and over two thousand years before the pharaoh even existed there was such a person in what is considered Brazil today.
The legends say that long before the conquistadors' ancestors had even existed, there was a flourishing society in the jungles of South America. These people used the power of the monsters they summoned to improve their every day life.
What's more, each person who could summon such creatures dedicated themselves to one of the six governing elements of these creatures: fire, water, earth, wind, light, or darkness. Each of them would be given a crystal to assist them and their monsters with their duties of helping others.
Then, one day, a child was born under the influence of an unusual crystal. This boy was incredibly gifted with calling forth strange and wonderful creatures that had never been seen before.
He was, of course, treated as a powerful mystic, and when the time came he dedicated himself to an element. A new element that his people called "the divine element" and he was given a special crystal to enhance his powers. The boy matured quickly, and soon showed mastery with his own element and all others as well!
Such a mystic had never been seen before, and he was praised as the "Elemental Master." Using his powers, this mystic gained much respect and admiration from his people, saving them from disasters, droughts, and other hazards.
As time went on though, the Elemental Master began to question his role. He had so much power, and yet he served the people. "Shouldn't it be the people serving me?" He realized one day, "After all, I am like a god with these powers! Without my help, this civilization would cease to exist!" And so, the once peaceful mystic began using his powers for his own selfish reasons.
At first, it was just small things: complaining that the payment for his services wasn't large enough, demanding more freedom, and other such things. Eventually though, he began demanding control over the cities of the kingdom.
The first to refuse felt the effects immediately: Fire rained upon them and a deadly wind carried disease and pestilence over the city. The earth grew dry, so no plants would grow, and massive storms flooded the area. After that, no one would dare to deny the Elemental Master anything he desired, except for several of his fellow mystics.
They realized that he had allowed his power to corrupt him, and so they laid a trap to stop him. One of them offered the master his own powers, to increase the strength of "the strongest of all the mystics." The Elemental Master gladly accepted, and was prepared to take these powers, when the other mystics ambushed him. A battle ensued, each side calling in their strongest creatures and using their mightiest elemental spells. Several of the good mystics fell, and soon only a few remained. The Elemental Master then called upon one of his most powerful spells, unleashing an unstoppable energy upon his remaining foes.
He turned his back on them, believing them dead, but the mystics gathered the last of their power and struck down their foe with a mighty spell. The spell killed the Elemental Master, and then sealed away the power he had gained over the six main elements. These powers were each placed within a powerful seal, and the master's soul fled, carrying with him only his original power of divine.
For seven thousand years, the soul of the Elemental Master watched over humanity, waiting for a chance to reclaim his lost power.
Waiting, and plotting.
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A shadowy figure sat near the front of a huge chamber.
Taking out a pocket watch set with a shimmering green stone, he checked the time. Suddenly, six columns burst up in front of him! One made of shadows, one of light, and the other four of flame, water, wind, and stone.
The figure smiled as six other figures stepped out of the columns.
"I'm glad ye're all on time." He said with a lightly Scottish accent, "I trust the six of ye are ready?"
"Yes my lord." Stated the first figure.
"Of course." Said the second.
"As always." The third one said.
"I am prepared!" Shouted the fourth.
"All ready sir!" The fifth one giggled.
"You know it!" The sixth one announced.
"Good." Said the one with the pocket watch, "Ye have yer orders, and I expect them to be followed to the letter. Now git moving!"
The six columns flared up again, leaving the figure in the chair alone. He silently glanced at an opening in the wall behind his seat.
"Very soon now." He muttered.
Who is this mysterious figure, and what are the orders he's given to these underlings? If you want to find out, you'll have to check our next chapter titled:
A Midsummer Nightmare
See you then!
A/N: Here's our first chapter, we are holding the others hostage. If you want to see them unharmed, please review. Constructive criticism is both welcome and appreciated.