—Chapter Two—Talking to myself—
A/N: Many thanks twice AngelicMercy! (HmWhat is many2?)
Second chapter! Hurrah! I'm actually writing more, might even get semi-regular updates, possibly even gasp finish it or (depending on how many chapters it is) get to chapter five! Hope readers enjoy this!
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the pharaoh/Yugi asked sharply. What do you mean, Isis? So the woman's name was Isis.
This man here is the reincarnation of Seth, oh my pharaoh, she explained calmly, bowing her head to him in respect. I was the reincarnation of Seth. This sounded too much like the rubbish Yugi kept endlessly trying to convince me of. Great. I die and find out the afterlife isn't any different? Next thing Isis would start talking about how they'd have to use friendship to bring me back to life.
/Aren't they annoying? Always going on about how some preconceived notion of destiny of theirs has to be fulfilled./ Seth was looking at me. Nobody else had heard him, apparently, because the pharaoh Yugi and Isis kept talking. I tuned out their words, for what they said held no interest for me.
/Indeedthey're just as bad in my world. What is your equivalent of torment by friendship speeches/ That we were communicating telepathically did not disturb me at all. In fact, it was rather reassuring, an indication that this was all taking place in my mind anyway—a last nightmare before oblivion.
/Obedience to the Pharaoh./ An undercurrent of disgust and grudging admiration ran through his thoughtspeech. I rolled my eyes in sympathy. Having to /pretend to/ serve Yugi had to be one of the most frustrating things in either of our worlds.
/Pretend to/ The Egyptian's interjection roused my curiosity. /What, are you the villain who unleashes the shadows on us'? It's only pretending if you do something that does not serve him./ Part of what Ishizu said had included stuff about a duel between me and Yugi. I recalled the predictions easily, despite having listened only peripherally. As I remembered, during the tournament, I was supposed to lose to Ishizu, give her back Obelisk, then obtain the Millennium Rod and duel Yugi. With both duels in the tournament. Yeah right.
Seth smiled coldly. /My goal is to defeat the Pharaoh. It has permeated my every thought and emotion; it is an obsession. Akefia, the King of Thieves, wants the shadows to be unleashed, and through him I can bring the pharaoh down. Your existence indicates he failed in your reality. But you are here too soon. Our fates are not so tame a thing as Isis believes./ I stared at him for a second. /Yes, I am perfectly aware they are standing only five feet away from us./
There was a silence of a few seconds, during which Isis and the pharaoh Yugi looked at me. They must have asked a question.
My younger brother Mokuba, I answered, still not entirely certain what the question had been but finding the answer first. The pharaoh Yugi turned and beckoned for us to follow. Isis walked toward him.
Seth spoke, I have an idea on how to get my reincarnation back to his proper time. I request permission to explore this. /I must talk to you alone./
/The mind link lets you talk to me alone./
/The mind link is insufficient./
Very well, the pharaoh Yugi answered, and he and Isis vanished into the light that had blinded me when I first came here.
Come with me, Seth spoke aloud. /I will defeat the Pharaohand you will help./
Why should I? I retorted sharply. Think. For supposedly being me, what you're doing doesn't seem too smart. You really think you can just order someone who wants death around at your bidding?
I do. The Egyptian raised the Millennium Rod he held, an exact twin of the one in my hand. Realization belatedly surged through me, and I raised the Rod I was holding in a vain attempt to counter the shadow magic flowing toward me.
/No! You/ My mind was slowing, the churning of rage fading until coherence was no longer possible, and it was so exhausting keeping control of my bodyThe presence in my mind that was myself, but different offered to control the body for me, so that I could rest. /Of/ I thought, before drifting into unconsciousness.
