Prologue:
The world of duel monsters as we know it is just a card game. But what would it be like for the duel monsters themselves. What if they had lives of their own? What if they faced the same day-to-day troubles that we did? Well that's what this story is about.
A boy was born into a family of magicians in the dark land of Yami. The boy had dark purple hair and aqua eyes. He screamed into the outside world that he was just brought into. His father, dressed in a dark violet armor and carrying a wooden staff, took his son out of his castle.
"Look into the world my son, see the glorious kingdom of which you will once rule." The man said.
The boy settled his crying and looked out into the vast dark plains. He was amazed. The small infant giggled and reached out into the sky and a massive orb of black energy illuminated from his hands. The energy ball shot out into the air and headed for a dark yellow dragon with a bit of red on it.
"Ah! Magic Jammer!" The child's father yelled as he raised his staff and neutralized the blast. "I know its going to take a while before you can tame your magical powers, but until then I guess I'll have to keep a close watch on you.
15 years later:
"Father! Father!" A young man yelled as he ran into the room.
"What is it Keja?" The man said.
"There's a group of Opticlops coming from the east, they're heading for the Mystic Plasma Zone!" Keja answered.
"Goodness." The man said.
The Castles Courtyard: One hour later
A large group of Chaos Magicians stood in the center and awaited orders.
"Men!" The King yelled.
"Yes King Keja!" The Chaos Magicians answered simultaneously.
"There currently is a massive group of Opticlops heading for the Mystic Plasma Zone. I don't think I need to tell you what will happen if they get there. Your mission is to destroy them before the accomplish their objective, I don't want any of them standing!" The King yelled.
"Yes sir!" The Chaos Magicians answered.
"Now march and conquer!" The King yelled as the Chaos Magicians marched toward the Opticlops.
The king turned to his family and walked to his son. "Keja, I want you to hold down the fort, I'm going to help them."
"Yes sir." Keja answered as his father levitated off the ground and joined his force.
The Opticlops galloped down the hill towards the Castle known as Stronghold. On the other side was the Mystic Plasma Zone the goal and destination of the brutes. The army of Chaos Magicians came into their sight but they continued on.
"I want the back line to stay put and take down as many as you can with long range magic attacks, the rest of you, charge!" The king yelled as he and the front line of Chaos Magicians charged in to destroy.
"Staffs at the ready!" On of the Chaos Magicians yelled as the back line raised their dark green staffs. "Charge it up!" He yelled as large green balls of energy illuminated from the crystal on their staffs and where readied to fire.
"Chaos, Magic attack!" They said simultaneously and fired their shots.
The entire front line of the Opticlops where destroyed by the blasts and the rest kept coming. The King and the rest of the Chaos Magicians ran right into the wall of fiends. Left and right both Opticlops and Chaos Magicians fell. The king was untouched and the most skilled on the field.
After about twenty minutes of destruction, the battle was almost over. The Magicians were victorious. The last bit of Opticlops fell and the battle was finished. The Chaos Magicians joined in a victory celebration on the field. Keja watched from the balcony of Stronghold and smiled.
Suddenly a loud roar echoed through the field and a large black spear was flung from the east. The spear sank into the chest of the King. The King held the staff in that had been implanted in his chest and he stared at it. The staff extracted itself from the King's chest and hovered there for a minute and the king got a good look at it.
"Dominus." He said faintly as he fell backwards and hit the ground hard. The King died on the battlefield and the glowing green crystal on his staff stopped glowing.
A tear ran down the face of Keja and his eyes went wide open when he saw this.
About an hour later Keja would be standing outside his mothers door. Loud crying came from the inside of the room and he leaned up against the wall. Anger filled his eyes.
"I heard him say something. He said Dominus. Who is Dominus?" Keja asked himself.
The world of duel monsters as we know it is just a card game. But what would it be like for the duel monsters themselves. What if they had lives of their own? What if they faced the same day-to-day troubles that we did? Well that's what this story is about.
A boy was born into a family of magicians in the dark land of Yami. The boy had dark purple hair and aqua eyes. He screamed into the outside world that he was just brought into. His father, dressed in a dark violet armor and carrying a wooden staff, took his son out of his castle.
"Look into the world my son, see the glorious kingdom of which you will once rule." The man said.
The boy settled his crying and looked out into the vast dark plains. He was amazed. The small infant giggled and reached out into the sky and a massive orb of black energy illuminated from his hands. The energy ball shot out into the air and headed for a dark yellow dragon with a bit of red on it.
"Ah! Magic Jammer!" The child's father yelled as he raised his staff and neutralized the blast. "I know its going to take a while before you can tame your magical powers, but until then I guess I'll have to keep a close watch on you.
15 years later:
"Father! Father!" A young man yelled as he ran into the room.
"What is it Keja?" The man said.
"There's a group of Opticlops coming from the east, they're heading for the Mystic Plasma Zone!" Keja answered.
"Goodness." The man said.
The Castles Courtyard: One hour later
A large group of Chaos Magicians stood in the center and awaited orders.
"Men!" The King yelled.
"Yes King Keja!" The Chaos Magicians answered simultaneously.
"There currently is a massive group of Opticlops heading for the Mystic Plasma Zone. I don't think I need to tell you what will happen if they get there. Your mission is to destroy them before the accomplish their objective, I don't want any of them standing!" The King yelled.
"Yes sir!" The Chaos Magicians answered.
"Now march and conquer!" The King yelled as the Chaos Magicians marched toward the Opticlops.
The king turned to his family and walked to his son. "Keja, I want you to hold down the fort, I'm going to help them."
"Yes sir." Keja answered as his father levitated off the ground and joined his force.
The Opticlops galloped down the hill towards the Castle known as Stronghold. On the other side was the Mystic Plasma Zone the goal and destination of the brutes. The army of Chaos Magicians came into their sight but they continued on.
"I want the back line to stay put and take down as many as you can with long range magic attacks, the rest of you, charge!" The king yelled as he and the front line of Chaos Magicians charged in to destroy.
"Staffs at the ready!" On of the Chaos Magicians yelled as the back line raised their dark green staffs. "Charge it up!" He yelled as large green balls of energy illuminated from the crystal on their staffs and where readied to fire.
"Chaos, Magic attack!" They said simultaneously and fired their shots.
The entire front line of the Opticlops where destroyed by the blasts and the rest kept coming. The King and the rest of the Chaos Magicians ran right into the wall of fiends. Left and right both Opticlops and Chaos Magicians fell. The king was untouched and the most skilled on the field.
After about twenty minutes of destruction, the battle was almost over. The Magicians were victorious. The last bit of Opticlops fell and the battle was finished. The Chaos Magicians joined in a victory celebration on the field. Keja watched from the balcony of Stronghold and smiled.
Suddenly a loud roar echoed through the field and a large black spear was flung from the east. The spear sank into the chest of the King. The King held the staff in that had been implanted in his chest and he stared at it. The staff extracted itself from the King's chest and hovered there for a minute and the king got a good look at it.
"Dominus." He said faintly as he fell backwards and hit the ground hard. The King died on the battlefield and the glowing green crystal on his staff stopped glowing.
A tear ran down the face of Keja and his eyes went wide open when he saw this.
About an hour later Keja would be standing outside his mothers door. Loud crying came from the inside of the room and he leaned up against the wall. Anger filled his eyes.
"I heard him say something. He said Dominus. Who is Dominus?" Keja asked himself.