"My Pharaoh, you don't look well."

            "Leave me alone."

            "Has something happened?  You look pale and weak.  Are you ill?"

            "I said leave me alone.  I'm fine."

            "My Pharaoh, it is my duty to watch after you as your Father—"

            "Who cares what my Father said.  I told you to leave me alone!"

            "Yes, of course…"

            He stared down at the only gravestone that remained intact.  Cobwebs and moss clung to the stone's surface, and he had to clear the face to read the name of the person buried there.  Leyanna, Pharaoh Yami's lover.  Died from loss of blood at the age of twenty-three.

            Leyanna.  Yami remembered her.  She was a beautiful woman who had no equal.  Her heart was sweet, as was her face, and her personality bloomed like a chrysanthemum in the spring.  She was loved by all, but none loved her more than her dearest Yami.  And after Yami sent Osiris away, their love grew ever stronger with each minute that passed…until Osiris whisked her away to this very spot to lure Yami there.  It was then that Yami fell under the Nightwalker's control, and it was then that he, the very man who loved her more than life itself, murdered his fiancée by feasting on her lifeblood.  Osiris had planned for that to happen, and showed no remorse for the loss of the woman more beautiful than Helen of Troy, the woman he had once loved himself.  After Yami regained his consciousness, he lunged at Osiris, only to have a metal pike thrust through his heart.  How he survived, Yami did not know.  But when he awoke three weeks later, all he knew was that Osiris was his Master, and he did as his Master commanded of him, even if he was told to slay all of his good friends and loyal subjects.  It was the fall of a great Pharaoh, and of the Age of Peace Yami had created.  Afterwards, all of Egypt collapsed into darkness, and many were slain by the hands of the Master and Servant.  Few surrendered their souls to Osiris: they were dubbed Bloodservants for their merciless work and constant lust for blood.  The Age of Darkness lingered for half a century, until Yami realized that he was being used to carry out Osiris's bloody schemes, along with the other four Bloodservants, and he rebelled against them all.  The battle was long and weary, but in the end, Yami emerged victorious.  After seeing his beloved Egypt in such a nightmarish state, he fell into an endless stage of mourning that slowly killed him.  But, before he died of moroseness, he did two things: buried his love Leyanna, and sealed his spirit away inside of the Millennium Puzzle, as many others did to avoid falling at the hands of Osiris and his Bloodservants.

            Yami sighed sadly and wrapped his arms gently around the gravestone.  "My Leyanna…it hurts me to believe that you were a fatality of my unconscious thirst for blood and death.  I am truly sorry that I could not protect you from the greatest evil of them all: myself.  If I hadn't have befriended that monster, you could have died naturally, and we could have been buried side-by-side."  Tears trickled down the Pharaoh's handsome face.  "You could have been the one to guide me back to the light…the light I lost to the darkness within my soul.  And now, the world I have come to love, and the people who make up my soul, are in mortal danger…and it's all because of me.  Ra, spare me a horrible fate and strike me down where I kneel.  Do away with this pain in my soul and just kill me now, so I do not have to watch everyone and everything I love fall victim to Osiris's malevolence.  Please, just kill me now!"

            Don't cry, Yami.  You know I'll always love you, and I'm always with you, a gentle feminine voice rang out from the darkness. 

            From above, a ray of light cut through the clouds and shone down on Yami from the heavens.  A gorgeous white-haired woman clothed in gentle shades of blue and purple descended invisible stairs from the sky, a brilliant smile lining her light rose-colored lips.  Her icy blue eyes, shining like two large diamonds in the light, locked onto Yami's dark magenta ones.  The pharaoh's heart softened at the sight of the angel now standing next to him.  His entire body felt warm as she clasped his hands in her own petite ones.

            "Hello, my love," said Leyanna.  Yami opened his mouth to speak, but she silenced him with a vague shake of the head.  "You don't need to say anything.  I forgive you.  I heard your call from the heavens above and decided to answer.  You don't know how long I have been waiting for you, my love; I knew, even in death, that you still loved me, and I still loved you."

            "Leyanna…"

            "Do you know what my last wish was?"

            Yami shook his head.

            "I wished to be your guardian angel, so I could always see your face.  Ra heard my wish, and granted it to me.  I've seen everything you've done since my departure from this world, and I want to tell you that I am very proud of you."

            "How can you be proud of me after I killed you and so many other people that didn't deserve to fall at my hands?  I've done so many horrible things."

            "You found your heart in Yugi Muto.  He helped you to find your light.  Just like you helped me to find my light.  Because of you, I was able to go to heaven and see your face everyday.  You've done so much good for the world, and because of that, Ra has given you a second chance.  After all of this is over, and if you succeed in banishing Osiris for eternity, he is willing to grant you one wish."

            "Perhaps…perhaps Ra is not as unkind as I thought…"