DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN YU-GI-OH.
A Card's Tale
Heat. Pressure. Finally, air.
First sensations of life. Don't know my name or what I look like. I open many eyes and see insides of a cavity. They move and get hidden by a pink things. There are five of the little things and a word comes to my mind. Fingers. Hand. A person's hand. My insight kicks into overdrive. Card. I'm a card. In a game. In the Thinker's game. Duel Monsters. Hidden cards in packs, never open and seeing me. Wrong. Wrong the way he smiles at me and holds and takes me away. Should be hidden. Cards don't move. Wrong. Must hide. Can't move. Help. Help!
Strange. He puts me in deck. Cards say nothing. I say in my mind. Found plane, shadow plane. Don't like this place. Pass reflection. Move back. See eyes, many eyes, deformed. Monster. Bad monster. Me. Me? No, not me. Can't be me. No. I leave shadow plane. Time passed. He holds me again. Sounds. Can't see. Loud sounds. Explosions. Yes. Explosions. He moves. Silence. Don't like the way he holds me. Bright. So bright. He releases me. Other hands take me. Feels good. He moves us around. I'm near the bottom. I like how he holds me. Like friend. Not thing. Friend. Nice. Very nice. No. No! He gives me back to Him. Why? Why? No! He puts me on hard place and shakings come. I despair. Why? Why did I have to go back? I like the Other One. He good. Nice. Him is not. Take me! Me! No one hears.
I feel. Shadow plane comes. I feel parts moving. Finding me. No! They whisper "monster." No. Not monster. Not me. I am Summoned. I'm pulled. Can't not go. Don't want to, but must. I appear. Feel Him behind me. See. See Other One. Looks angry. At me. Why? No, not me. Him. Yes, Him. Whispers. Tell me. Fight Other One. Say no. Have no choice. Must. No! No! He says to open eyes. I am forced. Ones on other side freeze. I hurt Other One. No! I help Him. No! Other One brings a fuzz ball. I suck in fuzz ball. All over me. It explodes. Closes eyes. Yes! Now can't hurt Other One. Tall One attacks. I go away. To graveyard. Find deck fellows. They nice. Don't like Him either. They tell me things. No! Gone. All gone. Me back in deck. Can't feel again. No… no. Time stretches.
Shadow plane moves. Closer. Closer. Gone. Him gone. Better. Feel new bad. New Him. Worse. Worse than before. He picks me up. Stares at me. Knows I'm there. I hide. Still sees me. He laughs. Laughs. Puts me in bag. Silence. Muffled sound. Feel Other One. Him changes. He fades. Still there. Faded. Good Him comes. Soothes me. Good and bad. I will fade when Bad Him comes. I like Good Him. He is friend with Other One. Bad Him is Other One's enemy. Will not help Bad Him. I am good. Insight comes: I am Thousand-Eyes Restrict. I am good. Time goes on. Good. Good for me.
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