Disclaimer: I still don't own them. I only own Tasmin... and she has issues. I also own my weird-ass ideas about this sort of thing... And the song lyrics don't belong to me either, they belong to Danny Elfman of Oingo Boingo. The song is "It Only Makes Me Laugh." Go listen to it.
I wasn't crazy when they put me in here, believe it or not.
I suppose I am now, but that hardly matters.
No one believes me still, no matter what I say, what proof stares them in the face.
I told them, four years ago, that my stepfather raped and otherwise physically abused me. I was playing his game, his way. For a while, it seemed like I was winning.
I lost anyway.
Damn the resources money can buy you... Psychiatrists, judges, hospitals, doctors... all bought by my stepfather to get me in here.
I can see how people would think I'm crazy... I am, now.
I wasn't then. I was sharp, intelligent and ready for anything. Except this. Except being taken away from the world and locked away.
I did everything for my brother... everything I had to do for him, I did... I sold my body, my will, my soul and now my sanity for Mokuba.
Too bad that last one backfired straight up my ass.
I willingly- such as it was- let Gozabura do anything his sick little mind desired to me, as long as he kept his hands off of my little brother. But with me out of the way, he could do whatever he wanted to Mokuba.
The last time I saw my brother, his eyes were dead. I'd killed his soul. It was my fault.
My damned stepfather and his damned games. I had no choice... I had to play by his rules. Down at his level. How was it my fault he kept changing them in the middle of the game?
He still stops by every now and again to gloat and to tell me what he's doing now to ruin the people I loved and knew.
Yugi Mouto's grandfather lost his store.
Katsuya Jounouchi is somewhere... probably out on the street by now.
Ryou Bakura spent several weeks in jail before mysteriously disappearing. Looks like Ryou wasn't able to cope with it and let his other personality take over. Who knows where they are now...
Isis Ishtar was deported back to Egypt with her brothers after Marik and Malik broke in here to try and give me the Millennium Rod. They ended up locked in one of the cells, where they proceeded to have sex constantly until their sister arrived.
I don't know where the Rod is now. But I need it. I don't know why. But I do. Maybe that's why I'm crazy, and Gozabura has nothing to do with it...
No... that bastard definitely has something to do with it...
Apparently I have a wife. I've never really met her. I've seen her twice... the first time, she looked like a strong, stubborn, capable woman... The sort of woman I would love to fight with, love to hate... a woman I could possibly care for someday.
I saw her a few weeks ago. She was pale, much thinner, almost sickly-looking. She never once looked up at me. Gozabura had that smug look on his face that told me everything I needed to know. That and the fact that her stomach was rather large for someone so thin.
And since it's obviously not my child...
I didn't eat for three days after that. Food made me sick.
I need to get out of this place... I'm not crazy, I swear... I just need to get out...
And after that...
That's when I go crazy.
Get my Millennium Rod... go to save my wife, my brother...
And kill my stepfather.
What a joyous day that will be...