This just came to me for no reason at all. I blame the plot bunnies (I both love and hate bunnies, especially the ones who play chess and whatnot). In my opinion, this is probably what really happened in Yuya's head when he was electrocuted into Berserk Mode in episode 87...although, then again, maybe not. Your choice.

I do not own Yugioh Arc V.

The air felt warm and cold, a strange yet comforting feeling. Yuto chuckled slightly at this; it wasn't a new feeling to him. Actually, he experienced it many, many times before.

It was a peculiar phenomenon, a paradox of the senses, for his senses...yet it existed. It was an entity of its own, flowing through his body, through his mind. This feeling, this strange, unusual feeling was overwhelming; he didn't know if that was a great thing or not, but he was slowly lured into it.

He didn't mind the warmth; instead, he embraced it with all his heart. It was like a fire, a bright, beautiful fire, giving its glow and light to its people. It filled them with hope; it filled him with hope. But of what, he didn't know.

He didn't want this comforting warmth to ever go away. It was so addicting, so nice and sweet for his senses. But it had other plans for him...

It wasn't long before he suddenly felt a sharp nip on his face, making him open his eyes in reluctance. The warmth was fading away fast, being replaced by a cold, an emotionless, bitter cold.

He shivered in a noticeable manner and turned his face away from it, but the cold came from all sides around him. It shrieked; he closed his eyes tightly, hoping it would go away soon.

"It won't be long, now." There was a whisper, soft yet icy. There was an undertone of tranquil rage in it as well, making Yuto's hackles rise. He looked around his surroundings, but they was nothing around him except darkness and the cold blowing in his face.

"Who are you?" He called out, but his voice was only carried off into the howl of a sudden wind. Yuto rubbed his sleeves, hoping to keep some warmth in his body. There was none to keep.

The voice chuckled at this, its voice creating loud waves of wind at the purple-haired boy. "Such a simple question. Who do you think I am...XYZ?"

At that moment, Yuto noticed the darkness being lifted by a red glow. The winds changed at the lighter scenery; they grew less fierce, but the boy then felt a dark pressure against him. It was very oppressing; the pressure threatened to crush his body and whatever was left of his sanity.

It was getting painful to even breathe; Yuto couldn't handle it anymore.

"Stop...please...STOP!"

There was nothing. Then, a wicked cackle echoed through the air before the pressure lifted, leaving the boy motionless on the ground, struggling to even breathe. His eyes widened as the red light around him brightened even more.

"Pitiful. I've expected more from you, XYZ." The voice returned, even louder than before. It carried venom and anger in its tone, and Yuto could swear for a split second that there was a crimson eye, watching him from above. "Nevertheless, there is still some work that needs to be done. And you, XYZ, still have a huge part to play for the meantime."

Yuto tried to get to his feet, but his body failed him. He supported himself barely on his elbows as he looked up in the air, which grew even brighter by the second. He gasped. "What do you want from me? What are your goals?"

After a few moments, the pressure returned once more, even stronger than before. Yuto was forced down by it, feeling the excruciating sensation of suffocation again. The cold he felt before also blew, increasing his discomfort to another level.

"Why should you know my purpose? You are only a part, a piece of a puzzle." The voice, no, a loud howl was heard from the air. Yuto couldn't scream from the intensity of the sound; his voice was nearly gone.

The unearthly howl continued, its rage increasing rapidly with each word. "You are only an XYZ piece, and soon, you will fit in the puzzle. And so will they. It is their destiny, their only purpose! And then, they will all see who the true ruler of the worlds should be...once I bathe everything in FIRE!"

At that moment, a great animalistic roar sounded through everything, a roar that shook Yuto's body and the ground beneath him with an earth-shattering intensity. It gave off a wave of pure rage and destruction; the boy could do nothing as it rippled through his already unsteady form again and again. His eyes started to glow with a bright bluish-white light as the pain surged through him...

"Don't you see? This is what you were destined for! Feel it coursing through you...my rage, my anger, this is your true power! Let it overwhelm and consume you. Let it extinguish everything in sight! Let there be nothing left ...except utter destruction!"

"No...no..."

"You can't fight it, boy! Neither of you could! No matter what you do, no matter where you go, I am still here! I still exist! That means you...are still me."

"No...NO..."

"YOU cannot escape me! YOU ARE ME!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" A scream came out of Yuto's throat as his eyes glowed repeatedly, a scream that wasn't his. He felt another presence nearby, a familiar presence close to him.

His mind stopped at the realization; it was Yuya screaming, not him.

The red eye appeared before him once more, its white pupil staring at the boy. It squinted for a bit at him before it glared darkly. "Cry and shout all you like. It won't make a difference. It's only a matter of time for both of you, XYZ, and...Pendulum of Ruin. You'll see soon enough and you will all agree with me...but for now, let me demonstrate some of my power to the world..."

Everything immediately went black.

And that was it. Short but...dark. Yeah, I really do love messing with the protagonist (and his counterparts)...if you want me to do one for the other counterparts, lemme know, Okay? I dunno if I will...but I might. :)

Poor Yuto...poor, poor Yuya...