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Demon Duelist Legacy-World Tour Arc
Chapter 21: Sestros' Fun House
Rikuo was escorted out of the building on the island and was brought to the mountain that rested nearby. The driver had explained that the arena was down there.
Minutes later, Rikuo stepped out of the car door, his face stern. ("I am ready for you, Seren.") In front of him stood a cave, at the end of which rested his opponent in this duel. ("Now, I will defeat you.") Taking a deep breath, Rikuo stepped into the cave.
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Sitting in darkness on a throne made up of bone, Sestros smiled and watched as Rikuo stepped into the cave entrance. ("And so it begins...now, let's see how you deal with what I am about to show you...") Taking a sip of the fresh blood in his cup, he smiled and tilted his head back to let it flow down his throat. ("I forgot how good dragon demon blood tasted.")
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Minutes later, Rikuo found himself in a large chamber lined with mirrors. Cautiously, the wolf demon stepped into the chamber, fully expecting Seren to come out and start on some speech about how this was their destiny.
Instead, the opening behind him slammed shut and he was plunged into darkness.
Rikuo frowned and flexed his claws. "Come on out Seren. I'm not in the mood to play games with you. If you want your duel, then get your ass out here and let's start."
His answer was silence.
"You want to play head-games with me?" Drawing the Howling Sword, Rikuo willed the weapon to explode into its phantom flames. The room he saw wasn't the same room that he had come into. Lining the walls were all kinds of torture devices, ranging from flayers to things that Rikuo couldn't even comprehend the uses for.
The wolf demon felt shivers run down his spine at the sight of some of the machines. ("This place...I need to get out.") He remembered the general location of the door that was at the other end. Picking up into a run, Rikuo charged towards where he hoped the door was located.
What was waiting for him in the doorway was so wrong that it brought him to a stop.
One of the machines had moved into his path. And it was moving towards him slowly, its metal legs screeching as they pulled along the stonework.
Rikuo growled and swung the Howling Sword in front of him. "I don't what you are trying to pull Seren, but it won't work. And here I thought you wanted a fair match-up." Leaping forward, he slammed the flaming blade through the machine, cutting it clean in half. Without daring to look back and see what else was moving towards him, Rikuo charged out of the room, his feet carrying him away much faster than he thought he could go.
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Sestros sat back in his chair, a smile on his face. ("Now that I've got him spooked...let's employ phase two of my plan.")
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Allon sighed and collapsed against the side of a tree. "Can we stop now?"
"Nope." Esmin said simply from the front. "We won't be stopping until we reach the mountain over there." He pointed at the mountain that loomed off in the distance. "It shouldn't be more than a minute or two anyway..."
"That's what you think!"
Esmin spun around and eyed the figure that was blocking their path. "Who are you?"
The black-cloaked form flung its covering aside to reveal a leather-bound body, with the only visible parts being a pair of lidless eyes and lipless mouth. "I am Diabu, the Dark Demon Knight of Pain. And I'm here to get my revenge on the human who dared to defeat me!"
Allon stepped past Esmin, his duel disk clicking into place. "I'm ready for you. I didn't expect you to show up quite so soon though."
Diabu threw back his head and cackled. "I come and go as I please. And now...come forth, darkness!"
Allon watched as his friends disappeared behind the wall of darkness that was forming around them. ("Alright Exodia, let's see if you can pull off another win against demon boy.")
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Rikuo charged into the next room with his Howling Sword still drawn. He wasn't in the mood to deal with anymore mind games.
The contents of this room weren't anywhere near as bad as the last one. All that was in here was a simple table.
Rikuo still walked in like the entire room was going to attack him. "Well Seren? Have any other tricks that you would like to throw at me in another sad attempt to affect my psyche?" When he didn't hear anything, Rikuo walked a good distance around the table and started to head towards the other door, but froze in mid-step at the sound of crying coming from the table. The wolf demon spun around and stared at the new contents of the table.
There was a giant coffin, and etched into the front of it was the words, "Here lies the human race. May they rest in peace."
Rikuo growled at the coffin and drew his Howling Sword. "Seren, you childish little punk. You think that I'm going to lose, eh?"
The door to the coffin opened slightly and a voice from within whispered, "You already have..."
("That's it; I'm killing the coffin thing right now!") Rikuo charged forward, only to skid to a halt as the coffin opened open to reveal its contents.
"What's the matter," the Rikuo sitting inside the coffin said to himself. "You look like you've seen a ghost."
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Allon clenched his fist and drew his five. "Let's get this finished quickly, Diabu."
"Very well, my foolish human target." The pain demon drew his five and then his sixth card. "I'll start us off with Executioner Makyura (1600/1200) in defense mode." A demon wearing a pair of metal claws appeared on the field in a crouching position. "End turn."
Allon drew and slid two cards into his duel disk. "I set two cards face-down on my field." The two cards appeared in front of him. "And then I set one monster in defense mode. End turn."
Diabu drew and wheezed slightly. "Ah...this is much better. I play the magic card Dark Designator! This allows me to call one card, and if you have that card in your deck then you must put it into your hand. I call Exodia the Forbidden One." (1000/1000)
Allon popped his deck out of his duel disk and a few seconds later was holding up the head of Exodia for his opponent to see. "Here you go, one Exodia head." Placing his deck back into his disk, the boy slid the card into his hand. "Anything else you would like to do to help me?"
Diabu slid four cards into his duel disk. "I set four cards face-down on my field. And then I flip one of them up. Activate the magic card Exchange! With it, we must each look at the other's hand and select one card. Both of us switch ownership of those cards, meaning that I'll be taking your Exodia head, while you get this Dark Coffin trap card that I have in my hand." The pain demon walked across the field and held out the single card he was holding. "Well? Give me my card."
Allon, his face pale, extended the Exodia card to his opponent, who snatched it out of his hand. It was replaced by the Dark Coffin card.
Diabu went back over to his field. "I'd like to see you beat me with Exodia if you can't assemble that damned thing." Reaching where he originally stood, he spun around and turned his Makyura card vertical. "Now I switch Makyura into attack mode." The demon warrior stood up. "Attack his face-down monster now!" It charged forward and slashed the face-down monster card apart.
Allon knew that he didn't have the head of Exodia, but he wouldn't let that stop him. "You attacked my Sangan (1000/600) which means that I get to search my deck for one monster card with 1500 or less attack points and put it into my hand." Popping his deck free of its hold again, Allon fanned out the cards and picked the card he was looking at. ("Right Arm of the Forbidden One.") (300/200)
"I hope you're not looking for Exodia pieces, because if you remember, you can only summon Exodia when you have all five pieces in your hand. And I hold one of them right now." Diabu's voice was horribly mocking.
"Don't worry Diabu, before this duel is over you will lose to Exodia." Allon clicked his deck back into place and drew. "Now I play the magic card Pot of Greed, which lets me draw two cards." Allon drew his two cards and added them to his hand. ("Now, how can I get those cards back from him?") He racked his brain for some kind of combo that could get the head of Exodia back into his hand, but every time he came up with something he remembered that he didn't have the cards needed for it in his deck.
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"Who are you?" Rikuo took a couple of cautious steps back from the Doppelganger.
"Who do I look like?" The other Rikuo replied evenly, landing on the ground. "I'm you."
"There's about a million reasons why that would be a lie," Rikuo raised the Howling Sword to point at his clone. "But I don't care to list them. So get out of my sight."
"I will in but a second, my dear self." The other Rikuo pushed the coffin aside and sat on the table, ignoring the nearly thunderous crash that came when the wooden box slammed into the ground. "I just wanted to let you know that the entire world is riding upon your win."
"So what else is new?" Rikuo wasn't a stranger to the weight of being the world's 'hero'. "If that is your big message to me, then you wasted my time."
The other Rikuo threw back his head and laughed sharply. "Oh my, you're such a headstrong demon. However, unlike all of the other times, you'll be going this alone. Daniel won't be there to pick up your slack."
"I don't need him to win this. Seren's not worthy of calling himself a duelist anyway. I'll crush him and then move on to save the world." Rikuo was getting really tired of this stupid mind games crap. "Now go away."
"One more thing, before I go." The doppelganger hopped off the table and stretched. "Just thought you might like to remember how you let Daniel down during the battle against Yamidra..." He didn't get to say anymore, as Rikuo took off his head with one sword slash.
Ignoring the all too real blood that was pooling at his feet, Rikuo turned and walked away. He still felt completely confident that he could win....almost completely.
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Sestros smiled from his seat as he watched Rikuo approaching the third and final room. ("First I force him to bring up his armor, then I make a little chink in his armor...and now I slam the proverbial axe right into that weakness.")
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Allon placed a monster on his disk. "I set this monster face-down and end my turn."
Diabu drew. "Now I attack you again with Makyura!" The monster launched forward and slashed through the face-down monster.
Allon's deck spat out another card, which he caught. "You attacked my Emissary of the After-life (1600/1000) and when it is destroyed, I may search my deck for one level three or lower normal monster. So I'll take an Exodia piece."
Diabu crossed his arms across his chest. "I end my turn."
Allon looked down at his deck and then drew. ("Come on....") Looking at the card, he smiled. "Your strategy to beat Exodia is good, but it can't beat this. I play the magic card Chain of Theft! At the cost of 3000 life points, I can steal one card from your hand for one turn. Then that card returns to your possession from whatever location it is in at the end of the turn. So I'll steal your Exodia head!" A golden chain appeared on his field and launched across it, stealing the card right out of Diabu's hand and flinging it over to Allon, who caught it casually. "Guess what..."
Diabu grimaced as Allon slid five cards into his monster card zone. ("Not again....no!")
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The darkness sphere disappeared, revealing only Allon. He looked back at the group and threw them a thumbs-up. "Let's keep going."
They all stared at him dumbly. He had been in there for exactly two minutes.
"What?"
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Rikuo entered the next room to find a speaker hanging above the other door. Other than that, there was nothing in the room. ("I think he would come up with something a little more elaborate...all of these second-rate tricks aren't really affecting me.")
"Welcome, my dear friend." Sestros' voice rang out over the speaker cheerily.
Rikuo froze up, his body locked momentarily in uncontrollable terror. And then he shook it off, the feeling replaced by pure anger. "You!"
"Yes me. I thought about it, and you've definitively improved your mental defenses since I last saw you, my little weapon."
Rikuo flexed his claws, glaring at the speaker like it was the demon himself. "Sestros! What are you doing here!?"
"What do you think, my dear boy? I'm here to let you know that Seren won't be able to duel you this evening, so perhaps I could provide some entertainment for you?" The demon king's voice sounded horribly sweet, but in a strangely bitter way.
"How about I simply rip out your throat when I see you!?" Rikuo crouched, getting ready to tear the speaker apart.
"Now now, don't do anything rash. Besides, I'm just through the doorway below this speaker. Now hurry up and come in, so that I can show you a little surprise."
Rikuo was already through the doorway before Sestros had even finished talking. ("I don't know how you came back, but this time I'll make sure that you stay dead!")
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Sestros smiled as he felt Rikuo approaching rapidly. ("Come on in, my little weapon. I'm in need of your services one more time. So let the hell games begin.")
Glancing behind him, he saw the chess board and a smile crossed his lips. ("So they killed Diabu? No matter. Unlike real chess....the black king has the power to take every piece on the board.") "Now come and see what I have to show you!"
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Rikuo charged into the final room, fully expecting a completely set up arena. Instead, he was standing at the entrance to an old theater. ("What the hell?")
"Greetings, my dear friend." Sestros bowed to Rikuo from his seat, which was hovering above the stage. "It's so good to see you again. How have you been?"
"Sestros...." Rikuo reached down to draw his sword, but felt an unseen force lock everything muscle in his body.
The Torture King floated out of his chair and landed right in front of his ex-General. "Dear Rikuo, were you going to attempt to kill me outside of our duel? I'm shocked and horrified that you would try such an ungentlemanly like thing. Isn't it just a shame..."
With a wave of his hand, Rikuo was launched through the air, landing with a crash into the throne that Sestros had occupied just moments before. "Now take a seat. I've got a little motion picture to show you." The chair spun around to face the stage, which had turned into a perfect representation of the cave entrance to the tunnel.
Rikuo couldn't even blink anymore. All he could do was staring at the cave entrance. ("What's....") His heart leapt into his throat at the sight of his 'friends' walking across the stage towards the fake cave entrance.
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Ever since they had taken down the last Dark Demon Knight that had gotten into their path, the group had seemed to be completely invigorated.
Allon, still hyped up over his super fast victory over Diabu, had taken the lead. "Come on, don't lag behind you guys!" He spun around and ran into the cave.
Just as everyone reached the entrance, Allon came running back out, screaming.
"Allon, what's..." Whatever words Deondre had intended to say were cut off as Allon's scream turned into a gurgling cry of pain. The red-haired boy stumbled forward, and then crashed face-first into the ground.
Standing behind him was Rikuo, the Howling Sword drawn. "I've been waiting for all of you." He licked the blood off of the blade. "It saves me a lot of trouble..."
Esmin already had his Shadow Whip drawn, but he was the only person amongst the group who was reacting to this. Everyone else was too frozen with pure shock.
Rikuo continued to approach them, his eyes pure crimson with the light of rage. "Now I'll kill you all in one fight. First though, the humans..." Leaping forward with speed that even left Esmin blinking in surprise, Rikuo drove the Howling Sword blade-first into Janeam's chest, and then he drove the weapon up, slashing right through the middle of Janeam's head. Everyone turned in slow motion, just in time to watch Rikuo snap Amy's neck.
And he had done all of this is just a matter of three seconds...
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Rikuo wanted to scream...he wanted to cry....he wanted to do something...
Yet there was nothing he could do...
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CJ charged, his fist raised to punch right into Rikuo's head. "You bastard!!!"
Catching the fist, Rikuo snapped his leg around and in one kick broke CJ's spine. Depositing his fourth corpse to the ground, his smiled darkly. "Well? Anyone else want to play the part of the hero?"
Siegfried, Jasmine, Esmin and Deondre all held completely still, each one of them battling with conflicting emotions.
Rikuo slid into a battle stance, a smile on his face. "Alright then...you're next, dog." With impossible speed he struck...
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No matter how hard Rikuo tried, he couldn't see Sestros for what the king was....he could only see himself doing this. It drilled deeper and deeper into his mind, breaking every bit of will he had remaining to fight against the paralysis that held him in place. Now he just watched, unable to stop the images of him killing his friends from searing into his mind.
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Deondre looked down at the sword blade in his stomach, and then over at its owner. "Rikuo....why....?"
"Because I'm tired of playing nice with you little weaklings...and because it's been too long since I've smelled the blood of a fresh corpse..." The wolf demon sneered and withdrew his sword from Deondre's gut.
Deondre felt tears develop in his eyes, as he imagined the reactions to his death from his mother and brother. "Damn....you...." By the time he hit the floor, he was dead.
Siegfried growled deep in his throat. "You murdering scum...we trusted you!"
Rikuo laughed. "Yes you did. That was the biggest mistake you ever made. I am Rikuo Amero, the General. I care for no one and hate all those who dare to make me angry. And guess what, kitty? You've made me angry..."
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("Siegfried......") Rikuo felt every fiber of his will starting to give way. He'd seen thousands of men that had trusted him fall at the hands of his enemies. But nothing had hurt as much as this....
Because he was doing it to them....
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Esmin actually managed to dodge the first sword strike, but he wasn't so lucky with the second one....
And now Jasmine was all alone, staring down the demon that over the last couple of days she had developed feelings for. "Rikuo..."
"They meant nothing, you little whore. Anything we ever spoke of, they meant nothing." He was approaching her slowly, the sword raised and ready to kill one more time.
Jasmine couldn't bring herself to fight him. She understood the truth about her feelings. Falling to her knees, she felt tears well up in her eyes... "I love you."
Raising the Howling Sword into the air above her exposed neck, Rikuo answered simply, "I don't." Then he brought the blade down.
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("The Phoenix Wings....they can save them....I just have to beat Sestros...")
The Torture King reappeared, though the horrific scene still stayed on stage. In his hand was a golden-backed card that Rikuo felt every one of his remaining hopes was instilled in. "These little things are powerful, eh? You can use them and restore everyone to life. Of course, that's only if they...." The card lit aflame, the edges curling inwards on themselves as Rikuo's last hope was reduced to ash, "...are in one piece."
("It's over....") Rikuo had no more fight left...
Sestros was next to him now. "And to think that it's all your fault. Yes it was me killing them, but only because you befriended them. Quite symbolic to how your life really is, eh? If people get close to you, they die. So technically, you did kill your friends. How sad that is...."
("Daniel...please be okay...please tell me that Jourgen protected you...")
"And now I have one last surprise for you." Waving his hand, Sestros moved Rikuo's chair to look upon something that was hanging in the rafters.
Hanging from a pair of iron crosses were Daniel and Ryu. Both of their bodies were horribly disfigured and damaged. Daniel still had the bullet holes where he had been shot, and Ryu's throat was still just a gaping hole.
"Behold the two martyrs....they tried to interfere with my plans directly. And for that..."
Rikuo watched numbly as Sestros raised his hand and fired a darkness blast that instantly destroyed Ryu's body. "Isn't it funny, my little weapon? Isn't it just hilarious how we always wind up hurting the ones we love. Like little Daniel, for instance...think of how many times that you have put him in harms way. And to think of what you were teaching him. He walked right into Seren's office and tried to convince my puppet to stop what he was doing..."
("Daniel....") Even with his body frozen, Rikuo somehow found the strength in him to cry at the sight of his dead light.
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For a moment silence reigned over the blackness, and then the cold voice that had been inside his head for so long murmured sleepily, "What do you want idiot?"
Daniel walked forward and strode into the shroud. The darkness around him parted enough that he could see the dark form of his changed self laying on the ground, looking like he was trying to sleep. "So there you are."
An angry growl came from Rikuo's mental body and he snapped. "Yes here I am. Did you come to gawk at me now that you know I exist?"
Daniel scratched the back of his head. "Calm down man. I just wanted to talk."
Rikuo yawned, his back still to Daniel, and he curled up. "Go away and let me regain my strength. I may need it if you get confronted by another of the Shadow Corporation's Emissaries. I just know you'll screw up and then I'll have to pick up where you left off."
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Daniel wandered into the darkness, scratching the back of his head. "Umm..Rikuo? You here?" When he got no response he feared that maybe the wolf demon had left. "Hey I'm sorry about the whole pissing you off thing!"
A growl from right behind him caught his attention. He spun to find himself face to face with Rikuo's golden eyes. Daniel didn't even have a chance to move before he found himself dangling in the air, Rikuo's hand curled around his throat.
"You have some guts coming back here puny human!" Rikuo snapped his arm back and then forward, throwing Daniel across the expanse of his mind. Rikuo followed from right behind him, snarls sliding free of his clenched teeth. "I should kill you on the spot for daring to try and control me!" His foot came down hard on Daniel's ribs.
("Oh boy...I'm about to die in my own mind,") Daniel thought dryly. He waited for Rikuo's claws to gut him, but the blow never came. The pressure on his ribs was relieved and he found himself hefted to his feet.
"I had some time to think about it though and I have decided that you made the correct choice. You are forgiven for now." For Rikuo, that was the best version of an 'I'm sorry' that Daniel was going to get.
Daniel nursed his ribs and glared at his darker self. "I hate you."
Surprisingly, Rikuo smirked proudly. "I know."
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Rikuo growled and his voice started to fade. ("Without me you're nothing but another weakling human. If you want my help in this then you had best talk to your friends. Otherwise, you can deal with this entire situation on your own.")
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Rikuo opened his eyes slowly, expecting to see a prison for his soul. Instead, he still sat in the forest. Jasmine was gone. ("Daniel, are you alright?")
When silence was his answer, Rikuo felt very cold. ("Daniel!?") Still there was no answer. He hesitantly reached out with his mind to connect to Daniel's thoughts.
All he found was a single, lingering mote of light. As he brushed it vanished, leaving behind a message. ("Rikuo...save my mother. Watch your temper. Help the others. Get me back......")
Rikuo returned to his mind to feel tears drip down his face. ("He paid for my mistake....") His head lowered to the ground, and then snapped up as he howled into the night sky.
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"I want to be free of you! This isn't my life, it's yours! I...don't...want...THIS!" He punctuated each sentence by throwing his hands up and motioning to the darkness around them. "I don't know what life was like for you, but for me life isn't supposed to be like this. I went to that tournament to find out information about my mother, and then I wind up becoming...you! I'm not your host! I'm your plaything! You're an insensitive jerk who I cannot stand. Yet I can't get rid of you because YOU LIVE IN MY HEAD!!!"
You're not even listening to me, are you? You don't even care!" Daniel slid a card from his hand into his disk. "Yes, my turn is done. So go ahead Rikuo, draw."
Rikuo drew and slowly looked up at his...hikari. "So that's what you think of me? I'm nothing but a parasite, hmm?" His features slowly twisted into anger. "I'm done with you!" He tapped the button on his duel disk that he had avoided before. "I thought about being gentle, and trying to sway you from this insane course you've decided to take, but now I'm done!! Activate Hell Meteor!" The card flipped up and up above Rikuo the sky tore open, revealing a pulsing dimension of fire and darkness. "And before you go and think that you are going to survive it, I reveal the card that means your doom." He slid the card he had drawn into his disk. "Endurance Drain, which doubles the damage of one magic card. Get ready to take 8000 life points of damage!"
Up above the wolf demon's head, a huge ball of red and black flames began to develop, getting larger and larger, until it loomed like a miniature sun over the battlefield. "Daniel...goodbye." The fireball dropped out of the sky, rocketing towards the boy.
Daniel dropped his hand to the ground and fell to his knees. If there was one card that would have disabled him, it would have been the Hell Meteor. ("Not again...the flames...") He clutched his skull and crashed to the stone, quivering in terror. ("Not that place again...no...please...")
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Daniel didn't believe Rikuo at all. ("I personally think that you have fallen for her...charms.")
There was a few seconds of silence that seemed far too awkward.
It was broken when Rikuo took control of Daniel's right hand and smacked him with it. ("You have some audacity to think such a stupid thing!")
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("Maybe you like her?")
("Maybe you like Jasmine?")
Daniel's right hand slapped him again.
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"Rikuo..." Daniel wished now, more than ever, that he was still able to at least read the basic thoughts of his counterpart. "We're a team. Do you really think that you can win this duel on your own? Seren will tear you apart!"
Rikuo responded to that by slamming his fist right into the side of Daniel's face, flooring the boy. "Shut up! You would dare to...."
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("He's hated me ever since I've become part of him...I've been nothing but his tormentor, I've been his Sestros. And now he's dead...I can't even apologize.")
Sestros smiled at the glazed over look in Rikuo's tear-soaked eyes. "Ah, my little weapon. Are you starting to see the fact that you are like a plague on this earth. You don't bring anyone happiness. You just bring hate, and pain.....The most amazing thing is that Daniel actually managed to tolerate your very loathsome existence within his body. Perhaps you should feel lucky that it at least seemed like someone enjoyed your company, if for only a small while." With a wave of his hand, Sestros' chair deposited Rikuo to the ground, and then its rightful owner sat in it.
("All I ever did was abuse and hate him. That's all I ever did to all of his friends and family...") With every remaining fiber in his tired being, Rikuo wanted to crawl up and die. Curling into a ball, he whimpered incoherently as his mind withdrew on itself.
Sestros felt the purest satisfaction at watching Rikuo give up. ("I don't even need to push any farther. He's a broken shell now.") Extending his will, Sestros forced Rikuo's body to stand up and begin to march towards the stage. "We will hold our darkness game, and then you will forfeit. I will immediately win and the fate of earth will be mine to choose."
Rikuo wasn't even able to hear him anymore...
To be continued...
Author's Notes:
To Lord Raven Drakon: You should never assume anything with me.
BOG23: The Phoenix Wings are already out of the picture.
To a neo okami named Wolfy: OO; Good lord woman, don't kill me!!!
To thegymrat: Not much to say. Just keep watching and I hope not to disappoint you.