Author's Note: Greetings, Yu-Gi-Oh! fans... and I welcome you to this brand new story, "Within The Tale Of Ryou Bakura". Now, before hand, I have left a warning before you tread within this tale... but... I will leave you to tell yourself to flee or run from this all... That is, if you do not like something that's angst and such dark tragedy. Now, be aware that I am a little self aware of this... but don't say I didn't warn you. I am a little off case around this, but I knew that you can't resist. So...
With that said, please be careful with this tale. This tale will mean a lot to me very sincerely... but... be careful when reading this out. The following story contains dark images of writing and very imaginative full details. For such a story as this, be aware that I am a little... darkish around it.
So... Without such hesitation, let us start and just tell this story...
Within The Tale Of Ryou Bakura
Summary: This is the tale within the story of Ryou Bakura... and how he became to be Yami Bakura.
[Disclaimer: The following story contains angst and dark extreme images within the writing. Read discretion as advise.]
Chapter 1: In The Beginning
In the admin of this tale, I cannot deny that there was something... at least, in an unknown mystery of my own. Deep within, I was ambitious about not sharing the tale about myself... until the time was right. As I recall the days and my years of my youth, I couldn't upheld my life any longer. As I told this tale, it comes in a fair price to repay and such consequences to suffer... within. As I remember my days and years, I was rather a man that needed better help and such... need of someone by my side. As I remember my days over and over, I was rather a man to seek the truth and lies that are... within my mind. As I remember it all, I was rather a man to wish... a life and another to hold. I wanted a life to love and care for... but I was lost and dead inside myself forever.
As I made my way towards this conclusion, I cannot stay within myself anymore... but I knew so dearly it was that time to say my tales... and about myself personally. I was not that... senile as time goes by... but I made a bad like promise. I promise and swear to myself that I need to find a way out... but where can I go? What can I do as I... remained alone and such bitter like coldness? As I relive this tale, I was rather a man to choose my paths and such... decisions. I was rather a man that needed some time and space to have... but what could I do? What must I do at a time such as this? What can I be as I relive this all towards the end?
As I live in a world full of lies and truths, I cannot repay my doubts and such worry of my own... as I live in a time with no sense of remorse. I couldn't stop hearing the words and such bad lies around me... as I kept within my own distance from the others. As I live in a life of such a beginning... I cannot restrain such brutal lies and such utter... violent gestures from my... attitude. As I regained my composure, I was rather a man that wanted his own to live for. What can I trust or who to turn to at the most? What am I as I went off on my own and such... given thoughts to resin this moment? What am I as I left out in the cold of my shoulders? What must I do as I live in a life so dearly and beloved that was less?
As I relive this all, it matters to my life and always. I was always a man that needed such life and happiness. I was rather ambitious and such a man to receive such lies and doubts of dreams I could hold. I wanted to relive my days... yet... I was a little off minded and such sad times. I was always a man to have dreams and even knowing the next... but I knew it wasn't a spare good chance. I wanted to have another chance in life... yet, I knew that I needed some time and a life to regained in strength. I had to find strength within me... but yet, I must think twice and always think clearly upon my own self. I always rely upon me at times when it comes to the most. Would it matter if I was being this senile and cold upon others?
Was it right or wrong at times? Was it ever right or wrong as always? Was it meant to be? Could I really recall those memories when I was young? Within this all, since I... was young and so yet, think so old like, I couldn't stop wondering about myself in life from my early days. In my day, at least, in an unknown time... I couldn't relive to tell the tale when I was so a young like Yami. In the start, I was a little... too perplexed and such a dark personal like man. I wasn't that known about who I was... and who I would become.
I wasn't completely as sure what I would be like... but can you say you blamed what I become? What am I as always and usual? What am I to be as Yami Bakura? Who am I as always to others and what... others that were going to be among me? What will I become and why? What am I exactly to be years later? Would I be a man that will always be sadistic and perplexed in life? Would I ever become who I'll be?
In my years when I was a young like dark Yami, I was a man that wanted to become a person who wished to not be cursed. I was a man that wanted the horror to cease out immediately... and up to this day, I was still within a trapped like world. As I foresee this as an outcome, I couldn't stop the images before me. It was like I was imprisoned and saw nothing, but horrible features within my eyes. All I could see was nothing, but foretelling of troubles and misery of what's to come. I couldn't believe exactly as to what it might received me.
Nothing turned out right or wrong as I figured... I thought in anger. Nothing was ever a good case of a life to hold or even to regain a trust in need.
What must I do as I stopped and asked the why's and how's of my own? What must I do as it continues onward? As I was lost within my mind, I was a little off handed in life and so... left out in the cold parts of my dark in depth thoughts. What can I do as I always remained in a life full of events that flashed faster? I was rather... I was rather a man that couldn't... give such things about the positives for me or for others... I wasn't that keen to live in a place so not welcoming for me... and wanted something that needed a place to not relive it all... and not even a single thing to be crept inside my walls. I wanted to keep at distance as always... and to be kept within the mind alone... and to be keeping within the boundaries of hell... away from my eyes.
What am I as always to live amongst the life and after? What have I... done to deserve such a life as always? If only I heard nothing, but just visions of nightmares that weren't real or meant to be... but why... Why must it hurt every single day that it was not a lie? The images that I foreseen and simply popped so un-expectantly... couldn't be taken back or even rewind to repeat the warnings... as I cried upon the ground of black. Within every unknown second or two... even the worst, throughout more... I couldn't avoided them even if I tried my hardest. I couldn't stop hearing the voices as well... and it continuously fallen me apart. Why am I in a world so horrifying and such scarce as always?
Why couldn't I stay within a happiness instead of this all? Why couldn't I be within a blanket of comfort and even a better chance in life? Do I deserve such cruelty and... such sad events in life? What am I as I heard the voices that were harassing my life and even corrupting it? Where could I go and what was to become afterwards? Why couldn't I stay away and wished that I wasn't in a life that would inflict harm and abusive like actions? What could I tell myself if I could be in happiness? What am I to myself that I could fulfill my dreams and my wish with the eighth key?
I always tell myself that I wanted to leave and just escape through it all... but what am I? What am I to myself that I could? What am I to myself that I needed this all? Do I need anyone at all as usual? What is it to become forever? If only I knew what must be done and... for my own sake. I just wish that I could stay in a wall so bare and no troubles on me... Yet, I cannot stay within the walls of my... mind and soul of my body... and all I see was nothing, but pitch black blindness.
What am I as I... heard the voices in my head and just continue through the insanity? When will it end and why not? Why won't it end and just... stop? I just want to live something else and that's all I asked for. Why must it be that I heard my life flamed in ashes and ruined for eternity? I wanted to find a person to have and to care... so little... but who could I... see for? What can I do as always? What must be done for me and my heart?
As I relive it to the start, I remembered my life when I was a young like boy... I was rather a man to withheld such assumptions to life and beyond matters... but I cannot recall such things that I am going to find a pathway to escape... the horror and the awful visions that I wished for it to be ceased out. If only I knew exactly about my wish... and if only I knew as to why this happens so sadly before me... for what good must it do as well for I? What good was it ever since my birth? What is it with me as always and the life I'll have in store? I just wish I never knew... If only I had something else... I just knew it was only just troubles and horrible sights for life and next.
If only I was cautious more... but what good would it be for me? What use would it be if I can? Would it just alternate the future and just harmed me more? I just knew it was always the bitter life and I hated the days when I... began when I became a man born as a god. I guess the worst fact of all was just... a bad living hell for me and I wished for it to be over... but I was sadly wrong and even deceived. What good must it be as always and forever? As I went towards the bitter conclusion, what must be done and how so? What can I do as I went into my pathway of misery and black?
The outcome was trouble and such difficulty to live for... If only I knew what I could enshrined myself around with... but I hated the lies and the foolery of life. What must I be as always with this and forever? I cannot replay the days and I... hated the life I was hearing within. Why must it always deceived my life and forever everyday? I cannot withstand it all, but why... Why must it be that they... would never understand? Why must it be that I cannot tell them why?
Was it always this way as usual? Was it this way as always for me personally? I just... I just don't know as to why I hated the worst outcome that I've been planted within deep inside my heart. I cannot deny that I was this sad and always that sadistic. Why couldn't it stop like I wish? Why must it continue as it is? What must I do as I feel no feeling inside? Must I keep it within me?
To what must I always be within and not let it out? What must I do as I felt the emptiness in my heart and even my own emotions? What am I as I felt the emptiness tragically consume me whole? To what must I be and why? Could I live in a life so bitter instead of wishes? I just listened to my heart and even kept it sense alive... as I heard a person close to me. As I waited in utter silence, I wasn't completely unaware there was someone breaking the walls of my nightmares. It was someone that started the tale that was... leading me to my worst.
I rather lost at who he was... but I knew it was no good to attempt such brutal violence. What can he do as he stares outward just like I? What must I do as he continues to portray such mockery in my eyes? It was a boy I haven't seen before... but what am I that he wants to know and claw such... bare like air? What must I do as he continues to fight for air as well? As he listens to such, I couldn't help, but to scream at his known idiotic simple minded ways. I couldn't with take such nonsense that he likes to pry and lie to me as always... yet, he was a boy that shouldn't imply to such... foolery. I listened to the man's words that drowned my senses.
"...Who was there? Where was the voice? Where was it coming from? I just... I can't seem to find a man that was this tortured before... but who am I?" The man spoke with such dumbfounded attitude. "...Where is that man and why?! Where is he?!"
"...To what..." I began with a snarl and growled with such anger. Who is he? Why must he...?! "...To what is it with you for what you're being as a redundant man yourself?" I couldn't pinched my nose and I simply... shouted at him to quit with his such... fruitless waste of his efforts. "...Why must you... insists on being a total idiot to my face?!"
I then grabbed the man before me... enforcing him to turn towards me. It was something I never thought years back... that he would be... the Hikari and my brother. I never thought it was going to turn out to be the worst event in my years on earth... or something to be the nicest. I was rather a man that couldn't stay less angered and I was really a man that wishes to... have something of a better turn out of a conclusion. I was angered within my head as I went in a circle and a cycle to live upon with others... What must I do as I refrain as such to them all? What must I do... as I live to tell this all someday? I just knew it was nothing, but such visions and dreams that I feel that wasn't just plain nightmares...
It was like nightmares of my own... and even foreseeing such lies and bad truths. I was not sure as to why it must have been always dreams and reality... but I never dream that I could change the alternate course of events and so... I was remained young and even kept within my heart and my mind of my own... but I never went back at such memories... the memoirs of my early times. I cannot stay within my heart as I remembered before and the next... but I cannot withstand such lies and truths to tell this all... but I knew it was nothing, but sense of danger and trouble. I cannot repay anything back for me and I simply couldn't stand or even let myself wish as such to return it and rewind back... As I remained in silence of my life, what is it with me that I cannot stay within my boundaries or even to save myself from the tragedy? I can't recall more of my ways as I listen within the sounds of my heart... and I cried with such heartbreak.
I cannot stay all alone, I thought bitterly. I cannot stay on my own...
But yet, I always ask this question to myself:
Why couldn't I let the tragedy come to an end? Why must I remain in a life full of lies and such treachery to my life? Must I really deserve as such a better use of life? Must I really be accepted with such cruelty and such horrible lie of games? I cannot stay within here at all... but what am I? Who am I as I lay in the depths of hell and be burnt over such cruelty to my physical body? Am I really a man that couldn't give such a chance in this life that I'm about to... proceed with? Can I really be a man that cannot stay away with such words of even... such negativity?
I was rather a man that cannot stay in or out of line... but then again, what can I do? What must I do as I lie in this life I'm in and just swallow this all? I just wish I knew what must be done... but I cannot live another point and why it must be always on me. I just wish it wasn't meant to have at first... but must I really stay on my own like this? I can't go back or to tread back like I want... but as I remembered... every waking moment... I knew there no other way to go. I mustn't think clearly... the gods used to say... but I cannot seem to listen hard. I simply ignore their certain lies and certain treachery that they given me for treatment... Why must I be a man that cannot live such a better way to have?
I mustn't partake such things... was what was said in life afterwards... but I know it was rather a late cause to me... Up to now, I was a man to receive such things... but yet, I am a man that has a good heart. I am a man that remains on life... but with a very hard cost to pay.
Could I be a man that loves things around... or am I... a man that simply loves to just hate?
I always ask myself a question or more deep within me... but I knew it was always the same. I mustn't sidetrack to my thoughts if I was going to held this close to my heart. It was what you know from this... to this day.
The earth that was created by a man that simply had too much loneliness and too much despair of a sad life.
I must think in a way to say who I was... but am I a man that should tell this all within a journal to keep forth? Am I a man that should always have his rights and his certain ways to know what's wrong? I am a man that cannot replenish this all like before... but I knew it was always... my downfall in this life. Must I always be this sad and frail as always? I may been created to be a stronger man, but am I really? Am I really a man to deserve such life like others? I wasn't as to be sure as of why this happens... but I knew it was less to me forever. What kind of life am I under and why?
As I read with such words, I simply made a dark glare. I couldn't stay alone... but I knew this would be appeasing for some particular reason... as I refrain and remained jotting such words of my own. Must I really always lie on the ground and simply just remained to let them be? I just knew it was nothing, but just such absentminded-ness. I mustn't let it get passed me... but I knew it was such a life that I'll never get over. I mustn't remain on my own and I need such help. Could I really remain to have such help as always? Can I really remain in this life and just prevent the worst from all those nightmares?
As I thought in the dark, I cannot stay away or simply continue... but I knew it was to no avail. I was upset with it all... but I knew it was the origin of such sad... proportions. I mustn't let it continue unless... I could find a way to let it not get with me. So, I say...
This is my way of telling this all and if someday I tell this... I will find a way to receive my dreams and my wish from this all. I wish I knew as to why it occurred and next... but I knew so dearly it was my last regrets. It was indeed my only suggestion and default as I... regretted the outcome. To this day, I was to find my life within myself as always... and so much more. If only I knew what was upon my fate. What can I do as I lay within the burial of my grave? What must I do as I... never expect the out turn of events that will be my future?
[To be continued...]
Author's Note: And this brings the tale of the first chapter of "Within The Tale Of Ryou Bakura". On the next, be aware I am... sincere there will be more in store... and until then... see you on the next...