Chapter 8: The Aftermath II

As we ended my life before this, I couldn't help, but to sob at the memories of my days years back. As I recall the days of my life, there was something wrong that doesn't make sense. As we ended this to my close, what does it make a difference in life why as I turned the pages of life in my journal like novel?

As we ended this all alone without haste, why must I lie within a bed like sheet as I remembered my life alone without my Hikari or just friends, at least... within the abyss like debris?

Why must I lie alone without haste of just alone without me being, at least, smaller for them? As I remembered my time with them, I was lost as I remembered them each with a smile on my face. What does it matter if I should care anymore? Am I lost in time without them? Why am I lost, at least... to them as well? What are the chances they will see me forever and evermore?

As I remembered the days I was young adult like, I cannot deny that I was long gone and I remembered my days without him... at least, my Hikari, Ryo Bakura. How can this be that I was alone without being at home without a goodbye? I cannot deny that I was gone away from here, but what are the chances as well to see the light, at least, just once?

As we ended this to the end, why must it be that we that we cannot believe that we are within a world that was full of strangers? Why are we that we cannot see the wrong times of life as we figured as always? As we cannot seem to decipher why, why are that lost as we cannot seem to see the parts? Why are we that sad to see the parts as always? As we cannot seem to see the parts as always, why are we that sad to see them gone from me as well?

As we cannot see the parts in life why, why are we within a world that was not at least time spent out? As we cannot spend another time around, what makes a difference between rights and wrongs as well? As we cannot afford our lives to ourselves, what does it matter anymore? Why must it be that we see the light at first before us? Why must it be that we see the light as we speak through the days later?

As we figured as such, why are we that sad to see them gone as well? As we cannot seem to see the parts at right, why are we that sad as well to see them gone well thought out? Why are we that sad to see them all gone away from this all?

Why are we that sad to see the parts at straight lines as well? Why are we that sad to see them gone away from here? As we cannot see the parts at right, why are we that sad to see them gone as we speak now? As we cannot see why, why are they lost at sea without I? As we entered in the world beyond, why are we that sad to see them offline as well in life afterwards?

What was the cause of them as we speak to ourselves, at least, from their side? Why are we lost as well? Why are we that lost as we said our goodbye as we said so? As we continue our lives through time and space, what is the cause as well in time why? Why are we that sad to see someone that gone? Why are that sad to see them off the chain line as well?

Why are we that sad to seek the truth as well to lie within the walls? Why are we that sad to seek the walls as well in life? Why are we that sad to see the puzzle at will as I remembered the days of my memories? Why am I that sad to seek the light as pleased? Why am I this unpleased that my life was in ruins as I figured in the end? Why am I that sad as always? As I remembered the times I was young, why am I that sad to seek the truth at will as always? As I remembered the times I was young at heart, why am I that sad to see the light at will?

As I remembered the days of life, why must it be that we cannot imply why so? Why are we that sad as always to see the light as usual? Why am I that sad to see the light as I figured it would be like? As we cannot imply why, why must he remained as well to live no more as well? Why are we that sad to see the light at home alone? Why am I that sad to see the parts at will at first? Why am I that sad to see him gone as well in life? Why am I this sad as I remained in the debris of life and stone?

Why am I this sad to see the parts at will as I remained alone without haste feelings? Why am I that sad to see them gone as we cannot erase the parts that used to happened? Why am I the one to see the point onward? Why am I that sad to see the light as always at heart? Why though must it be so? Why am I that sad to see the light as always? Why am I that sad to see the light as I figured it would be? Am I that sad to see them gone forever?

Why am I that sad to see them gone as I remained in the dark of light as I remained alone without your touch, friends? Why am I that sad to see you gone without I? Why am I that sad to see them gone as I figured it would be this ending? Why am I the one that sees it all as always? Why must it be that we see the light as always? Why am I that sad to see them off the lines as I remained in the air of life and despair? Why am I that sad to see them gone away from me as I watched them go away to Domino City, Japan?

Why am I this sad as I remained alone without trouble and lies within? Why am I lying les as I remembered the times with duel monsters and lies of cheats and tricks beyond? Why am I the one to see them gone as I remembered them each as I intended as to understand?

Why must I relive the moment of trial and errors of life and despair upon my lands of Cairo, Egypt? Why must it be that sad to see them go away as we figured as such? Why must it be so that we cannot see the facts straight as always? Why though must it be that we see the point of the why? Why must it be that we see nothing, but shadows underneath them all?

Why do I get the feeling that we are within a tale of why and how so? Why are we that sad to seek the truth underneath it all? Why must he see the truth underneath it? Why am I that sad to see them gone as always? Why am I that sad to see them offline as always? Are we that sad to see the truth underneath it all? Why am I that sad to seek the truth underneath it all? Am I the one who sees it all?

Why though must it be so? How can this be as such? As we can't see why so, why is there manty too soon as we speak why? Why are we that sad to see the light at the end of the tunnel like door? As we cannot see why so, why are we that sad to see the facts straight and always? Why are we that sad to see them gone as well? Why are we that sad to see them off the line as we speak out loud for ourselves? Why are we that sad to see the light gone away from it all as we say goodbye in life and in the darkness?

Are we to assume that we are gone away from this in the end? Why are we that sad to seek them away? I cannot explain why so, but just one reason: Why are we that sad to see the end of our tale like journey in the time of the end and to move on? Why are we that sad to see that someday we cannot see them off the chain lines as we figured as such? We cannot explained the rules as always, but just think twice before taking the advantage.

Why are we that sad to seek the advantage as to why it happened this way? Why are we that sad to see them off the chain well train as always? Are we that over with our lives as we known it would be?

Why are we that sad to seek them apart as we known it should be as such? Why are we that sad to see them gone as we figured as such as to why it becomes an idea of life as always? Why are we that sad to see them off themselves at hometown? Are we to suspect the truth underneath our own life after life? Why are we that sad to known the truth? Why as well to learned the life of duel monsters as well? Why are we that sad to seek the evidence as we speak the words of life as always? Are we to think it was just an idea of life again and again?

Why are we that sad as well to seek the truth as we cannot see the light at soon as it eclipse harder than light?

Why are we that sad to see them gone as I remained at home of the Millennium Ring center of the eye? Why am I falling as I know it would be like as well? Am I to assume that it was that ending after all? Why are we that figured out that we are within a life that doesn't apply to anything in life why so? Why are we that sad to seek the truth why so in the end of time? Can we at least tell others why it was that ending after all? Why am I this sad as well in life as we speak tomorrow morning afterwards?

As we speak no more than just such, why are we that sad to see the truth at hand as we say no more than a farewell? Why are we that sad to seek the past towards the end of the future as we known it would be soon? As we cannot see why, why are we this sad as we figured in life after years? Why must it be as well?

Why are we that sad to see the truth at will as we say no more than that as well? Why are we that sad as we cannot obtained why? Why are we that strong at least two weeks later?

Why are we that sad to see that we are within the grounds of life as we speak? Why are we that sad to seek he truth as always in life as it comes to the end of it? Why are we? Why must it be as well? In fact, why are we suffering this chaos and destruction at will? As we cannot explained why, what are we to say that we are within the times of our lives over again? Why are we that close to finding out the truth within themselves? Why are we that sad to seek truth at will as we known it would be? Why are we that sad to see the truth at will as we known it with such attitude?

Why are we that sad to seek the truth as we known it such life after life? Why are we that sad to see the truth at times when we were young at heart why so? Why are we that sad to see the truth inside himself at least?

Why are we that sad to seek truth within the lines of life as well? Are we that lost in time and why exactly? Who are we after years later? Why must it be so old in time of our lives?

Why must it be that we cannot reply to seek the truth underneath the times of our lives? Why are we that sad to seek the truth at least just this once? What was the case and why it has to be this way? Why are we that sad as we cannot describe why so in the least?

Why are we that sad to see the truth at will as we cannot describe the truth underneath it all? Why are we that sincere that we are within a world so dearly and fully excepted? As we cannot dearly see them, why are we that sad to seek them out of town as we cannot see the truth why so? Why are we that sad to see them go away as we speak to them as well?

Why are we that sad to see them at least to see the future of it all backward? As we cannot see the point why so, what makes a difference after years back? Why are we that sad to seek them backward in time why? Who are they as we speak? As we cannot tell the tale why, why are we that sad to see the truth again? Why are we that sad as well in time why? Are we to defined them all in time as we spoke them outward?

Why are we that sad to see them off at least just this once?

As I remembered it clearly, what is the case why so? Why are we that fast action as we told as such? Are we that sad to see the parts go away as we promised? Why are we that sad as we spoke through the prophets? Why are we that sad to seek the forbidden lands as we say no more and goodbyes? Why are we that sad as we cannot see the point why so? Are we to assumed that we are within a ground breaking standard as well? What are we for sure?

What are we as we spoke as well for us?

What are we to say that we cannot say why so in the least? Are we to assumed that we cannot stay in the lines of why in the least? Are we to assume that we cannot see the facts straight onward? Why are we that sad to see them gone as we figured it would be? How can this be that we are apart as well? What are we for it too? Are we liars or truth tellers as well? Could we be either or just one choice?

What could it be for us individually? Why are we that sad to seek the truth as well? Are we lying to god as we figured as always? Why must it be so? Can we at least give him the god of chance? What use is his power to see the fact of others if not so sad like? What is this world as we known it would be like? What are we that sad as we cannot stay on grounds as we said and done too much? Are we to see the light as always and why?

Why are we that sad to see them gone after a year gone by?

Why are we that sad to see them off towards another adventure without I?

What use is it exactly for me? Why am I on purpose to see the light at least one more time? Why are we to see the lights of why so in hell and fire? Are we to assumed that we are within a world full of strangers or nice others as well? Why must it be so?

Why couldn't it be that we spent one more time in life as I lay in bed of the debris of ground as we say no more in the pit of darkness? Why am I that sad to see the light as we cannot see why so? Why are we that sad to see the light at least one more to the light end of it all? Why are we that sad to see them faded as we say goodbye in life as well? I cannot imagine why though... but it was only a dream. A dream to replace my memories at will. What am Ito this day? Am I nothing, but a liar to myself alone?

If only I knew why as I...

...ay myself forevermore to the sky beyond the heavens...