In the Dark

Prompt #011
Saturday Night's All Right

It had been a long time since he had last set foot in Duel Academia, and he was looking forward to his next visit.

Actually, the island hadn't housed its school back then, however the demon cards had existed, as well as the ruins that possessed the ancient carvings of their form. Most of the power had been leeched away when Pegasus created the cards but those ancient ruins were still of great interest to a researcher like himself.

It was those ruins however that had changed his life, and no-one knew where those cards lay hidden, so there was never a reason to return. Sure, the Academia would most certainly host interesting cards on occasion with the number of duellists that collected there, however an island was no long-term place for a hunter. In fact, one could never know if it was even worth the trip across the ocean – the bigger cities always had more fruit to be picked.

Once he was done with this job – and for a good pay as well – he could look around. After that unsatisfying duel earlier, his night was starting to look up.

But first, it was time to milk the earnings from the most recent deck he had obtained, and it wouldn't do to become drunk on the prospects of new success. After all, the most profitable man was one who could turn any opportunity into success…and now that he considered, it was a good thing he hadn't followed his first instinct and robbed the quaking man who called himself a teacher of his sanity. After all, what could the poor fool have in his deck that would exceed the yen he was handing to dispose of a duellist. A duellist who would provide good sport…and more cards to seize and sell.