Author: Junko the Lost
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Yuugi awoke the next morning in his bed, the sun hadn't risen yet and he was confused as to what had awoken him. He looked around and saw Yami looking worriedly at him.
"Yami? What happened?" Yuugi asked, sitting up and looking at the sorcerer questioningly.
"Yuugi . . ." Yami trailed off, and Yuugi saw that he was crying.
"Yami, what's wrong?" Yuugi paused as the realization of what had passed the day before hit him. "Oh no, yesterday, they – they're-"Yuugi was cut off.
"Yuugi, we can still leave. We can go to my country, please. If we leave now and hurry, we can still get away," Yami pleaded with the young pharaoh. Yuugi looked away.
"Yami, you don't understand. I am pharaoh, I have to protect my people, if my death will satisfy the gods and end my people's pain, then I will suffer for them."
"Yuugi, please-"
"No Yami, I'm sorry, I just can't leave them."
"They will be here soon to take you away, to sacrifice you to the gods," Yami said, wrapping his arms around Yuugi and pulling him into his lap. "I wish there was something I could do, Yuugi. Please, if there is anything, tell me."
"Yami, I want to tell you my name," Yuugi whispered.
"Yuugi, I know your name."
"No, at birth, Egyptians are given two names, one that everyone knows them by, and one that holds their spirit. Names are very important to us, if our names are removed, our spirit no longer exists. If someone knows our name, they have complete control over our souls. My advisors will delete my name from memory, to prevent my soul from entering the afterlife. But they do not know my true name. If I give it to you. I will exist in your memory."
"But, Yuugi, when I die, your memory will die as well."
"I know, but please, let me tell you my name."
"For you, my love," Yami whispered, hugging Yuugi close.
"My name is Sirairykmxt." (Son of Ra, keeper of the black flame)
"I will remember, I promise." The two lovers kissed for the last time as Ra's rays shone above the horizon.
At noon, Yuugi stood in his throne room, surrounded by guards. His eyes blazed with power and fierce determination. His advisors stood outside the ring, watching with aloof interest. No one else was allowed into the room. A blade was handed to the ruler, and he was instructed to kill himself as a sacrifice to the gods.
He never blinked, but instead drew the blade to his throat. He gasped slightly as the blade pierced the soft skin of his throat, but continued to draw it in a thick, red line of blood.
He fell to his knees and began to weep, blade clattering to the floor, as he began to bleed to death. One of his advisors stepped through the ring of guards and glared down at Yuugi as he began to choke on his own blood, spitting it up onto the floor. And though he was shivering in pain, hands clutching at his throat, mouth working to try to scream, his eyes remained a perfectly clear, fiery red, flames licking at his pupils as he stared up at the approaching figure.
The advisor knelt beside the boy, whispering to the dying figure, "Ra have mercy on your soul."
Then, Yuugi screamed, a harsh, inhuman sound that seemed to be ripped not from his throat, but form his very being. Yuugi's hand stopped trying to clutch at his throat, instead moving his hands to claw at his eyes. To the onlookers horror, the sound continued. Soon, they saw why the dying boy was scratching at his eyes.
They were burning, his eyes were pouring out thick, black flames. The advisor nearest him stood up suddenly, backing away in disgust. A line of fire spit out of the wound on his throat, flames soon eating at his entire body, as that scream continued in a fearful litany.
The flames continued to eat at Yuugi until nothing was left, the scream ending finally when his entire body was swallowed in fire. One advisor turned to the others.
"You will speak of this to no one," he ordered, in a tone that harkened to questions or arguments. The others nodded solemnly, their eyes speaking a different story, one of disgusted horror.
At another end of town, Yami sat, fingers working rapidly, trying to remember Yuugi's soul, Yuugi's spirit before it was too late. He was creating a puzzle, a golden triangle that would house Yuugi's soul until he could finally be reborn. Each piece had to be blessed and he said multiple incantations over each. When put together, they would form a triangle covered in inscriptions.
The inscriptions told about Yuugi's purity, Yuugi's courage, but they could only be read by someone who loved Yuugi. On the final piece which bore the Eye of Ra, he wrote, with trembling fingers, Yuugi's name. Sirairykmxt.
He placed the final piece into the puzzle, and a flash of light surrounded it as Yuugi's soul entered the item. As Yami finished his work, he allowed himself to cry.
No, this is not over, I am writing an epilogue.
Junko the Lost
Disclaimer: Me no own!
Review Responses:
Thank you everyone who reviewed
Yuugi awoke the next morning in his bed, the sun hadn't risen yet and he was confused as to what had awoken him. He looked around and saw Yami looking worriedly at him.
"Yami? What happened?" Yuugi asked, sitting up and looking at the sorcerer questioningly.
"Yuugi . . ." Yami trailed off, and Yuugi saw that he was crying.
"Yami, what's wrong?" Yuugi paused as the realization of what had passed the day before hit him. "Oh no, yesterday, they – they're-"Yuugi was cut off.
"Yuugi, we can still leave. We can go to my country, please. If we leave now and hurry, we can still get away," Yami pleaded with the young pharaoh. Yuugi looked away.
"Yami, you don't understand. I am pharaoh, I have to protect my people, if my death will satisfy the gods and end my people's pain, then I will suffer for them."
"Yuugi, please-"
"No Yami, I'm sorry, I just can't leave them."
"They will be here soon to take you away, to sacrifice you to the gods," Yami said, wrapping his arms around Yuugi and pulling him into his lap. "I wish there was something I could do, Yuugi. Please, if there is anything, tell me."
"Yami, I want to tell you my name," Yuugi whispered.
"Yuugi, I know your name."
"No, at birth, Egyptians are given two names, one that everyone knows them by, and one that holds their spirit. Names are very important to us, if our names are removed, our spirit no longer exists. If someone knows our name, they have complete control over our souls. My advisors will delete my name from memory, to prevent my soul from entering the afterlife. But they do not know my true name. If I give it to you. I will exist in your memory."
"But, Yuugi, when I die, your memory will die as well."
"I know, but please, let me tell you my name."
"For you, my love," Yami whispered, hugging Yuugi close.
"My name is Sirairykmxt." (Son of Ra, keeper of the black flame)
"I will remember, I promise." The two lovers kissed for the last time as Ra's rays shone above the horizon.
At noon, Yuugi stood in his throne room, surrounded by guards. His eyes blazed with power and fierce determination. His advisors stood outside the ring, watching with aloof interest. No one else was allowed into the room. A blade was handed to the ruler, and he was instructed to kill himself as a sacrifice to the gods.
He never blinked, but instead drew the blade to his throat. He gasped slightly as the blade pierced the soft skin of his throat, but continued to draw it in a thick, red line of blood.
He fell to his knees and began to weep, blade clattering to the floor, as he began to bleed to death. One of his advisors stepped through the ring of guards and glared down at Yuugi as he began to choke on his own blood, spitting it up onto the floor. And though he was shivering in pain, hands clutching at his throat, mouth working to try to scream, his eyes remained a perfectly clear, fiery red, flames licking at his pupils as he stared up at the approaching figure.
The advisor knelt beside the boy, whispering to the dying figure, "Ra have mercy on your soul."
Then, Yuugi screamed, a harsh, inhuman sound that seemed to be ripped not from his throat, but form his very being. Yuugi's hand stopped trying to clutch at his throat, instead moving his hands to claw at his eyes. To the onlookers horror, the sound continued. Soon, they saw why the dying boy was scratching at his eyes.
They were burning, his eyes were pouring out thick, black flames. The advisor nearest him stood up suddenly, backing away in disgust. A line of fire spit out of the wound on his throat, flames soon eating at his entire body, as that scream continued in a fearful litany.
The flames continued to eat at Yuugi until nothing was left, the scream ending finally when his entire body was swallowed in fire. One advisor turned to the others.
"You will speak of this to no one," he ordered, in a tone that harkened to questions or arguments. The others nodded solemnly, their eyes speaking a different story, one of disgusted horror.
At another end of town, Yami sat, fingers working rapidly, trying to remember Yuugi's soul, Yuugi's spirit before it was too late. He was creating a puzzle, a golden triangle that would house Yuugi's soul until he could finally be reborn. Each piece had to be blessed and he said multiple incantations over each. When put together, they would form a triangle covered in inscriptions.
The inscriptions told about Yuugi's purity, Yuugi's courage, but they could only be read by someone who loved Yuugi. On the final piece which bore the Eye of Ra, he wrote, with trembling fingers, Yuugi's name. Sirairykmxt.
He placed the final piece into the puzzle, and a flash of light surrounded it as Yuugi's soul entered the item. As Yami finished his work, he allowed himself to cry.
No, this is not over, I am writing an epilogue.
Junko the Lost