"Don't you understand?
Can't you understand?
Won't you understand?
Will you understand?"
Seto Kaiba had returned to the void of his dreams. He must have dozed off during one of his brainstorming sessions in Pegasus's mansion. There wasn't much to do, he'd had his fill of America years ago and could do nothing but lie back in bed and think of new developments for the Kaiba Corporation. But instead, he had fallen asleep and was now in the presence of the Chaos Emperor Dragon.
"It's coming, that's known. The eye has shown, Do it, alone. Will you once it's grown?"
"What do you mean, once it has grown?" Seto finally caught on to something of interest in the crazed metal sing-song rhymings of the great dragon in his dreams. Obviously it had to be referring to some repressed memory, or else he would not be having the same recurring dream all this time. He wasn't even phased by the "hocus-pocus light show" of the evening prior, and deemed this just a psychological interpretation of past, present, or perhaps future.
"You saw it once, the Darkness is gone, Believe it, you dunce! That this isn't dawn.
I am the herald, and this is the end, I am the herald, I'll tell you my friend.
They'll be war, without true balance, they'll be more with vengance and valiance.
But I know what you can do, I'll tell you but will you hear me through?"
Seto didn't have much of a choice. Forcing himself to wake up wasn't doing anything. This annoying beast was getting worse and worse a nuisance to him ever since he had slipped the card into his deck. It was probably just a coincidence that all this was having, that is what he told himself. He nodded to the Dragon and prepared himself for more versing.
"I'll tell you what, you can pick your side, You can act like a mutt, or in one power confide."
"What do you mean by that?" Obviously, there was some hidden message here that Seto wasn't understanding. Rushing through school to become a great businessman might not have been the best idea, because now he began to regret having skipped a few lessons here and there that he thought of as a waste of time.
"I've got a use, so that we can tame, but we must call a truce or we'll end up the same.
Before you ask why, I'll go ahead and speak, I understand now, you think me as a freak.
But listen now, and listen well, Listen how? Let your heart swell.
Let yourself know what exists around you. You'll feel it, you will. Let yourself know what exists around you. You'll feel it, your will."
Seto just closed his eyes trying to ignore the beast, and doing so he felt a warm comfort. He could somehow relax now and without any thought of the Chaos Emperor Dragon that mocked him in his dreams. Such lovely, lovely warmth. Well, it was really a heat. A warm fire that was overwhelmed him like a sauna but allowed him to be at ease and think of nothing else. Such lovely, lovely heat. It almost burned a little, but he thought it just needed to be gotten used to, like the temperature change in a spa's waters.
It did burn slightly. It burned. It burned like wildfire, what was he thinking of giving into the relaxation? It was so hot, he opened his eyes to see the void begin to erupt in flame. Everywhere, there was fire, and the Chaos Emperor Dragon stared in down craning its long neck to see him eye to eye.
"I'm going to be straight, if you don't come to my aide, then I might grow some hate, and let you burn by what he's made.
There's a pit in his gut, you see, he's almost ready, there's nothing to stop him, everything will be steady.
He'll come here, then you will see, you'll know fear in his childish glee.
But he we can tame, if we work with each other, I see we're the same, we'll work with one another.
Help me tame HIM!"
And there was a manic laughter that drove Seto mad to the point of shouting. He found himself awake in his bed with his hands at his own throat. He flung them aside as if they were being thrown like foreign objects. Why had he done this? Was he trying to threaten death upon himself from his subconcious as a sense of motivation? Or was there something to all this nonsense about. . .
". . . Horus."
Seto Kaiba had returned to the void of his dreams. He must have dozed off during one of his brainstorming sessions in Pegasus's mansion. There wasn't much to do, he'd had his fill of America years ago and could do nothing but lie back in bed and think of new developments for the Kaiba Corporation. But instead, he had fallen asleep and was now in the presence of the Chaos Emperor Dragon.
"It's coming, that's known. The eye has shown, Do it, alone. Will you once it's grown?"
"What do you mean, once it has grown?" Seto finally caught on to something of interest in the crazed metal sing-song rhymings of the great dragon in his dreams. Obviously it had to be referring to some repressed memory, or else he would not be having the same recurring dream all this time. He wasn't even phased by the "hocus-pocus light show" of the evening prior, and deemed this just a psychological interpretation of past, present, or perhaps future.
"You saw it once, the Darkness is gone, Believe it, you dunce! That this isn't dawn.
I am the herald, and this is the end, I am the herald, I'll tell you my friend.
They'll be war, without true balance, they'll be more with vengance and valiance.
But I know what you can do, I'll tell you but will you hear me through?"
Seto didn't have much of a choice. Forcing himself to wake up wasn't doing anything. This annoying beast was getting worse and worse a nuisance to him ever since he had slipped the card into his deck. It was probably just a coincidence that all this was having, that is what he told himself. He nodded to the Dragon and prepared himself for more versing.
"I'll tell you what, you can pick your side, You can act like a mutt, or in one power confide."
"What do you mean by that?" Obviously, there was some hidden message here that Seto wasn't understanding. Rushing through school to become a great businessman might not have been the best idea, because now he began to regret having skipped a few lessons here and there that he thought of as a waste of time.
"I've got a use, so that we can tame, but we must call a truce or we'll end up the same.
Before you ask why, I'll go ahead and speak, I understand now, you think me as a freak.
But listen now, and listen well, Listen how? Let your heart swell.
Let yourself know what exists around you. You'll feel it, you will. Let yourself know what exists around you. You'll feel it, your will."
Seto just closed his eyes trying to ignore the beast, and doing so he felt a warm comfort. He could somehow relax now and without any thought of the Chaos Emperor Dragon that mocked him in his dreams. Such lovely, lovely warmth. Well, it was really a heat. A warm fire that was overwhelmed him like a sauna but allowed him to be at ease and think of nothing else. Such lovely, lovely heat. It almost burned a little, but he thought it just needed to be gotten used to, like the temperature change in a spa's waters.
It did burn slightly. It burned. It burned like wildfire, what was he thinking of giving into the relaxation? It was so hot, he opened his eyes to see the void begin to erupt in flame. Everywhere, there was fire, and the Chaos Emperor Dragon stared in down craning its long neck to see him eye to eye.
"I'm going to be straight, if you don't come to my aide, then I might grow some hate, and let you burn by what he's made.
There's a pit in his gut, you see, he's almost ready, there's nothing to stop him, everything will be steady.
He'll come here, then you will see, you'll know fear in his childish glee.
But he we can tame, if we work with each other, I see we're the same, we'll work with one another.
Help me tame HIM!"
And there was a manic laughter that drove Seto mad to the point of shouting. He found himself awake in his bed with his hands at his own throat. He flung them aside as if they were being thrown like foreign objects. Why had he done this? Was he trying to threaten death upon himself from his subconcious as a sense of motivation? Or was there something to all this nonsense about. . .
". . . Horus."