Epilogue
It's been nearly fifty years since that day. Yugi and I went our separate ways; I left France and moved to England to work more on my career. I married there to a widower named Mai Valentine, and we had a little girl named Rebecca. Soon Rebecca grew up and now she has a family of her own.
Then one day, I got a strange letter with a return address I did not recognize. I opened it, to read some of the strangest and most shocking words I ever lied eyes on:
Monsieur-
Yugi Mutou has just passed away from tuberculosis. He has been buried at the Westmont Cemetery, next to his beloved grandfather's grave. I thought you aught to know, as I know you once and maybe still do have feelings for him. Do not reply to this letter; I would not like to explain anything.
Le Roi de Games
In distress and disbelief, I took a ship back to France. I then took a horse-and-buggy to the Westmont Cemetery.
I walked through the snow, past unfamiliar graves, and then, toward Yugi's grandfather's grave.
There was already someone there praying next to a grave on the right of Monsieur Mutou's. He was tall, his pointed hair was still quite black, and his dark cloak was clutched close around him.
My eyes widened in recognition, as the stranger vanished.
I stepped over to the grave, and read the following:
Yugi
Mutou:
Loyal
friend,
Loving
grandson,
Beloved
husband.
REST IN PEACE
My eyes filled with tears of both joy and sadness.
"Husband…" I whispered to myself, "Does that mean…?"
Only the wind answered me in voice, but when I looked down at the bottom of the grave, I saw something that gave me the best answer at all.
Near the grave was a single Kuriboh Duel Monsters card, tied with a black ribbon to a red rose.
