Shattered Soul
A/N: Yes, I am updating a lot today. Anyway, this is an Atemu chapter. I'll try not to make him as much of a pompous asshole this time, but he acts like that in the American dub... (I think, anyway.)
I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Long I wandered in Egypt,
truth-seeking, memory-finding. I found the records of my life,
scrawled upon a tomb's wall, and I read these records.
I know who I am now: the Pharaoh Atemu, child of the Gods,
keeper of the three God Cards and the Millennium Puzzle.
My lover is Yuugi Mutou, a common child.
He is my world, my universe, my very soul, and I know
I'm the same to him.
I've been gone for months in this spirit form
somehow unnoticed by all around me. How could I,
spirit-child of Ra, be ignored? I roared and raged, beating on the walls and windows
of simple dwellings, skyscrapers, crumbling ruins,
and inspired no fear, no feeling at all in those I saw.
Memories come, memories of white hair and big brown eyes, a face without a name,
but with such guilt. It cannot be a memory, then–
I, the Pharaoh, am guilty of nothing, and I hold no recollection of that sweet face.
He was no former lover of mine, no criminal put to death for murder.
But he still haunts my heart and mind, wanting vengeance,
and for what?
I can recall faintly the Thief King Akeifa, the one who would have killed me in a second,
but he was put to death. The Gods decreed it, so they compelled him to jump
into the path of a bullet, protecting his lover–
His lover.
That pure white-haired child was his lover, who had to be punished for his
loving blindness, foolishly ignoring Akeifa's evil.
I suddenly need to return home to my own lover, my Yuugi, and I do,
appearing in his room and taking a tangible form. It is as the day I left. He has changed
nothing, but he has changed. His eyes are cold,
as is his heart, abandoned. I take him in my arms and weep for him,
for us.
Sorry, I lied. I just write him like that... Sorry to any Yami fans who read that.
