Chapter two: Not over yet
Pain.
Excruciating, stinging pain shot through his body, filling him to the core.
It was so intense and so sudden that he doubled over, his hand clenching the white fabric above his chest, right above his heart. It felt as if his very soul had been ripped right out of his chest.
But no, it wasn't his soul.
It might was originated from him but it didn't belong solemnly to him either. It might was a part of his essence but at the same time it responded to someone else too. And that someone else had just been forcefully torn out of him!
That blasted spirit! It was all his fault. How dare he intervene with his plan? How dare that spirit take away what was rightfully his?
From the moment of his rebirth in this world he had been waiting to be reunited with the missing part of his soul. And when Yoh became one with him… god, the bliss he had felt. That feeling of completeness was indescribable.
And Yoh had felt the same way. He knew it. After all his complaining about being an entirely different person now, irrelevant from Hao, in the end not even Yoh was able to resist.
He had felt his twin give in to the temptation, had felt his desire to be whole blend with his own. Describing his satisfaction with words was entirely impossible.
He had won. He had finally won!
Not only had Yoh finally accepted his fate, but with a power no longer cut in half, he had been able to take possession of the Great Spirits as well.
Oh, yes. He was unbeatable now.
He was so overly satisfied with the results that he had even felt like sparing his twin's companions. No… companions wasn't exactly precise. How was that word that Yoh insisted on calling them again?
Oh, that's right… friends.
Well, no matter. They were so amusing, actually believing that they held a chance on defeating him. Heh, those fools.
He had broken their oversouls a couple of times already, but they stubbornly refused to give up. However, he had to admit that their loyalty to his lesser half was admirable.
He would at least give them the credit for that.
Never the less, the fact still remained. They had no chance against him.
And even though they strongly refused to accept that fact, it was pretty obvious that someone else certainly had. The way Anna just sat there, head lowered, hands limply at her sides, it was so powerless… so defeated. He just loved it.
He stood victorious.
He had been able to take down their king skipping his knights completely. But not extinguish him exactly. He had simply achieved on making the White King realize the single fact that it was unable to resist the Black King, the King of chaos.
And when he was over with him, he had finally moved on to the rest of the pawns. Wiping them out one by one and even succeeding on breaking the infamous ruthless Queen along the way.
He had been so absorbed in his victory however, that he had forgotten all about the King's guardian.
Huge, foolish mistake!
That samurai spirit managed to see through his error and wasted no time to take advantage of it.
If only he had eliminated that last piece when he still had the chance!
He was about to give the finishing blow, to call checkmate, when the results of the samurai's attempts began to settle in.
And now he paid for his grave mistake by having the tables turned. He watched as the knights' faces lit up at the sight of their king standing up, on shaky feet, but still standing.
His face scrunched up into a scowl.
The game was still in process. But he'd have the last say in it.
END OF CHAPTER TWO
I know it was kinda sort but I wanted to write about Hao's feelings too.
So, there you have it!
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