Chapter 1
The rain was pouring down, and the fog was floating trough Domino City this evening. The wind was howling and chased the fallen leaves across the street.
Ryou sat all alone in his flat. He was sitting on the couch with is arms wrapped around his knees, gazing out of the window. On the table in front of him stood a teacup, untouched, with tea that was long gone cold. He had spent many nights like this lately. Alone, with only the sound of the rain to remind him that he still existed.
The ring clattered coldly against his chest as he rose up, hanging heavily from his neck. He hadn't taken it off since that day. Not even once. Ryou didn't know how long it had been since "he" had disappeared. Ryou had lost all sense of time. The days seemed to float away without him, and the world seemed different and unfamiliar. Everything seemed to lack importance now that he finally had got his own life back.
Even though it was cold and dark outside Ryou couldn't stand sitting like this anymore. He left the apartment with not even a jacket to protect him from the cold and the rain. It didn't take long until he was soaking wet, but it felt nice when the drops of rain hit his skin. It was nice to be able to feel the water on his face. It reminded him of the time before the ring took over. How was it even possible for him to walk around here among the wind and the rain? Three years without a mind of his own was a long time, and now that he finally got it, he didn't know what to do with it.
Ryou looked up, facing the threatening sky, and closed his eyes. As the raindrops fell on his eyelids he pictured the spirit; the one who had shared his name and body, and stolen his life. How many lives had he taken during his possession of his body? How many people had he forced him to hurt? These were things Ryou preferred not to think about, even though he knew, in the end, that there was nothing he could've done to save them.
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This is the intro of my version of Ryou Bakura's story from his point of view in Yu-Gi-Oh! Constructive critic is much appreciated.