OK, this is a diary entry from a POV whom I'm not revealing, but I haven't seen too many musings from them, so let's see if I can pull it off. I think it's pretty obvious who's pov it is, but I'll say at the bottom anyway... I own nothin cause I spent my allowance on the Book of the Dead! :D :D

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Dear Diary,

It's been a while; I've been busy. But right now, I'm high above America, about to touchdown in Domino City in about 20 minutes. To tell the truth, I'm a little nervous about going there, and about what I hope to accomplish. Seto Kaiba is not one to listen to what he views as fairy tales, and myths. Also, he does not know me, although I know him better than he himself does. I've seen his past, his present and his future. He is the epitome of what "eyes on the prize" means. The epitome of arrogance, most of the time, although I've seen him in his weakest moments. The epitome of cold compassion, if that's possible.

And then there's what will happen after I convince Seto Kaiba about what I want, and how it would work for him. The tournament. The Rare Hunters I hope to find. But more importantly, the convergence of Millennium Items, and the people who hold them!

The Pharaoh will be there, and according to ancient scripture, I hope to help him regain his memory. It is my destiny, I can feel it. And see it. I know the pharaoh all to well also. Every person who will have a part in this play of the Items, I know everything about.

The Pharaoh, the epitome of courage, of ruthlessness, of self sacrifice.

His Hikari, his aibou, Yugi, is the epitome of innocence, of forgiveness, of compassion.

All of his friends, whom I've come to know from afar. Joseph, he needs to learn to look before he leaps, but he's just the kind pf person who really doesn't have to. The epitome of hotheads everywhere, of impatience, of a diamond in the rough.

Tea, she is an epitome of kindness, of loyalty, but also of neediness. I don't have to wonder why she's so adamant about friendship; I know. Tristan, he's really a loner, but he'd never act like that around his friends. He's the epitome of protectiveness, of silent strength.

And Bakura, burdened with two Millennium Items. He already had a bad enough life before the Ring was given to him. But I suppose one can't argue with destiny. He's the epitome of silent suffering, of caring, of shyness, though that's mainly self-sacrifice; he doesn't want others to get hurt by his yami.

And getting on to his yami, he's not as cold and relentless as one might think. He says things when nobody's listening. Except me. For instance, he's vowed that any enemy of Yugi's is his own enemy, and knowing his past, I don't think that's just selfishness about the Puzzle. He knows Malik, but not near well enough to guess at what might cause him to act the way he is.

But I know, and not just because I can see his past, I've lived it along side him. He is the epitome of misunderstood, of evil corrupting good.

And me, with all of this knowledge, burdened by it. The weight of knowing everything about anyone I choose. I suppose one would say I'm the epitome of knowledge for the sake of knowledge, of guidance, But I feel like I'm carrying the weight of the world.

Love to you,

Isis

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Well? Did I do alright? I like it, though the ending could use some work. :P R and R, Plz!