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Red: Is the color of extremes. Symbolizes anger, danger, violence, and rebirth.

I…I don't know what's been happening to me lately. I mean, usually I'm not the type of person to do harm, or for the most part, get into fights, but now for some strange reason, when-ever I come across some-one who picks on me or does me wrong, I have the audacity to get even with them. In other words, instead of taking the hits, or walking away like I always do, feeling scared, I suddenly feel a huge jolt of confidence flowing within my body. Making me feel like I can do anything I can set my mind to.

This new found power would be great and possibly a dream come true. Thinking that I can finally stand up to my enemies instead of cowering in fear, but the thing that troubles me, is that when I do act up to this extent, I suddenly feel myself drifting, feeling as if my body is being overshadowed by something…something else that isn't me. Or, is it me, and I just have no memory of it? No, that can't be right, after all, I believe I still do have a sense in what's going on around me, I just can't really pinpoint it due to the sudden lack of vision. If I were to describe the feeling in another way, I would say it's like if some-one is guiding me when I'm confronting a person, or standing up for myself or for some-one else, though then again, maybe perhaps…controlling me would be a better word for it, since I can't recall my actions.

Honestly, the more this happens to me; possibly blacking out, the more I start to see visions. Due to this, I begin to wonder if what I'm seeing is real or just a dream. I would like to believe that all of it isn't real, but due to the bizarre things I would see; it's kind of hard to say. Especially after that time with the bully, out of all the images, that possible memory alone stands out the most. And let me tell you, the sight…wasn't really pretty.

In the vision, I would see myself standing on top of a building, holding a rope; one end was tied around my waist, while the other was tied around the other man. I remember…I remember feeling disgusted with his persona that he deserved to be punished, so, I cut off the rope, intending to send him to his doom; down to the pit of despair where monstrous beasts could feed upon his flesh. Oh, how I would have loved to see that actually happen, but I assumed the man suffered enough, violence is never really the answer; as to what wise people say, but, I couldn't deny a cheater either to go against my game. So I let what happened, happened; willingly sparing his body of the torment, but at the cost of his sanity.

What happened that day felt extremely real, yet, when I "woke up," I just thought it was some crazy dream, that is until, I heard that the man ended up losing his mind, making me second guess myself. Can...can it all possibly be real? Hmm…I doubt I have the stomach to put some-one in that kind of torment. I mean, I'm not that mean, am I? No of course not. As far as I know, I've never been like that my whole entire life. But still, I come to wonder, is it really me, or, is it something else entirely. After all, I still have this weird sensation, especially when I look at my prized possession around my neck.

Just...just seeing people, suffer, through my eyes…or… through those eyes, all I see is violence…all I see is red…no more, no less.

Green: Is the color of life. Symbolizes nature, growth, security, and rebirth.

I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face; I let his words form themselves into weapons to feed my anger. And, right then and there, I should have stopped and listened to my inner voice's better judgment, but I didn't. Instead, I did the most stupidest thing I could ever do, and that's selling myself, selling my very soul for power; only to not lose to the likes of the man before me. My rage and pride sincerely didn't allow it, and in the end, for what? What was I really hoping to gain by doing this act? I could probably answer that myself, nothing. That man knew from the beginning that I was going to take this path; creating my own downfall. And, it made me push away the one person I truly cared for in this new world.

Truthfully, after the sin that I've committed, I was willing to pay the price, ready for the streak of green light to take my soul and seal it away. This would be my own punishment for the wrong I did him. My heart would have been at ease making this decision, though, instead, it only broke more when the green light took him instead of me. I couldn't cope of what happened, so I screamed and cried in pure agony; wishing...begging for his light heart to come back and be by my side again. But, as I could recall, it was only hollowness that I was able to muster. Our connection, was truly gone that day. And, ever since then, the seal itself, and its color….the color…it now haunts me. As far as I know, green is the color that symbolizes life, nature, anything good that gives and breathes life to this world. But now, the meaning itself is twisted due to the inhuman power that I've once witnessed and wielded. The power doesn't give life; no…it takes it away.

And now, after all that I've been through on this journey, I'm here….concealed inside this dark room, chained. The only thought that I have, is whether or not I'll be able to see my dear friend again. I would give anything…anything to see his smiling face again. But most importantly, I would like to apologize to him, I know it probably wouldn't fix the inexcusable mistake, but I still had the tendency to do so. To at least let him know that I still care for him and that I regretted using such power. After all that we been through together, and after coming a long way…I should have known better.

After being alone for a while now, I suddenly heard a voice, his voice as a matter fact….it was so vile and sinister, that I wanted to break these chains and rain hell on him for taking my friend's life and countless others. But, then I quickly realized…it was my own selfish act that put my friend in this predicament in the first place. That's when the voice slithered its way in, saying to me that I shouldn't prolong my fate. He wanted me to face my crime, and surrender my soul as punishment; which I had originally intended. But I couldn't, I swore that I would fix this mess and free my friend, I just couldn't give in…but then again….what if I can't save him, what if the only way to see him again is to surrender myself; in order to go where he's being kept. Only then it would be a guarantee that we would be reunited. I don't want to turn my friend away; to not betray him again.

And then, in an instant, I started to see a familiar shadow, accompanied with a strong light growing in my direction…all I saw now…was green…nothing more, nothing less.

A/N: Nothing big, just something I wanted to share. And, just in case, the writing is pretty much in the perspectives of Yugi and Yami. I just didn't put it in the story since I figured people would know it's them two when reading it regardless.

Anyways, Thank you for reading this and feel free to leave a review if you wish.

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