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abode
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His desk is a mess of tubes of acrylic paint and oils and markers and paper and cloth and wire and cotton (and clay); and it looks untidy but it isn't, it couldn't, because it's his sanctuary.
He's not got any photos, but, inside a large glass frame, he's set out three Duel Monsters cards-
He doesn't use them any more because he doesn't duel any more, but if he did, he still wouldn't use them because they're very precious, and very meaningful, and very much alive.
Dark Sanctuary
(home)
Dark Necrofear
(love)
Diabound
(Ryou doesn't remember ever buying that card- it was never there for any tournament, still, still, when the Spirit left that card showed up and-
-it was a very powerful card. (a powerful memory? it came with smelling sand and dirt and riding on horseback and plundering villages by the Nile... it came with feeling the desert heat against his scars and salty sweat on his lips;
the forever longing for freedom-
for revenge)
avenge us
Before he trapped the card between glass panels he dueled with Diabound only once, against Yugi, and he won. It horrified him enough to ask for forgiveness (because somehow he knew that Diabound was a card that was not meant to win)
Before he trapped the card between glass panels he touched it only rarely, and it wrapped him in a web of sensations belonging to another world, another time, another person (or not)
Another life.
But Ryou smiles the fondest when he looks at, precisely, that card. The one card he never bought.
Diabound.
Family.
.
.
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A/N: I can't imagine Ryou not being an artist. Interesting occupation for the reincarnation of a tomb robber.
Thank you for the support! (I'm a bit emo now, so I need it... I am SO glad you all are liking the story well!)
Till next chapter..(what character would you like to read?) I love you guys :)