A/N: This collection contains uncorrelated drabbles (no poetry) part of several different challenges (and possibly competitions too) from the Yugioh ZEXAL Fanfiction Challenges Forum (link's on my profile).
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a collection of drabbles
Character(s): Black Mist
Challenge(s): ZEXAL Flash Bingo, #178 – Black Mist
He was the shadow. The darkness. The antithesis.
Darkness made up over ninety-nine percent of the world. Light was a measly glimmer in a sea of black. Astral was just one of a hundred cards.
But Black Mist was just one of a hundred cards as well. And even when he slowly turned the others against the light, the light outweighed him.
It wasn't right. It wasn't the way things were supposed to be.
He was supposed to outweigh Astral. Outweigh the light. The shadow that was ninety-nine percent, or greater, of the whole. Who was the blanket with just a feeble little flicker.
When had he had Astral as that feeble little flicker? Once? Twice?
Not enough. And not for nearly long enough.
It wasn't supposed to be like that.
Why? Was it because of Hope? Or…was it because of Astral's host, that feeble-minded human boy Tsukumo Yuuma who'd still managed to outsmart him?
How a stupid and weak human like that could outsmart him – and not even once, but twice – was beyond him.
He was the shadow. The darkness. The antithesis that was supposed to be so much stronger.
He was supposed to be the giant that would crush that ant of an Astral like a bug.
And yet he wasn't. Astral was stronger. Astral with Hope and Yuuma.
Even when he'd had all the other Numbers on his side, it hadn't been enough.
Then that was it. He needed a host like Yuuma too.