A/N: As requested by Sasameyuki, a poem about the Magician of Black Chaos. It sounds a bit too weird in some parts, but I tried my best.

Do you feel my magic, my power, my might?
I am ruled by the Darkness, not the wind or Light.
I care not for Man's emotions, cares or ways,
Practicing the dark arts is how I spend my days.

Magic is so mysterious, so tricky, so arcane.
With a mere word, I can bring death or even great pain.
I have no foes; against me they never last.
Few can withstand my Chaos Sceptre Blast.

Call me what you will; Sorcerer, magician, mage,
I have even more strength than the Dark Sage.
I serve not the faint of heart or the weak.
Those people, they see every situation as bleak.

Those strong few out there; my services I'll gladly give.
I'm definitely a Monster you need to live.
But be warned; can you control this force to strong?
I don't listen to anyone for very long.

My goal in life? I seek a world where Chaos will reign.
But that's pretty obvious; hence my name.
Beware, Duelist, I'm not something you'll be able to control.
I am the Chaos Mage; the mage with no soul.

Many fear to call me out ; to even summon me.
They are wise; Destruction is always what I want to see.

I will wreck this mortal plain asunder.