The blue Eyes white Dragon… Something… that everyone who is at all assimilated with me at all, associates with me. But the question is why... Why am I so drawn to this monster? Why am I in love with it? I am in love with it.
My mother. She had eyes, like that dragon... Like myself. She was always very pale. She wasn't sick or anything, she was just naturally that way. I was a momma's boy. I'm willing to admit it, proudly. I loved my mother more than anything. She was the blue eyes.
That might sound weird… But that's how I see my mother. The first time I saw the monster, it had been July 7th. I remember this because it was Mokuba's birthday, the anniversary of my Mother's death. So… I was depressed, but trying to be happy for my brother. I saw that card, on the Internet. I feel into a pile of tears. I was looking at my mother. It was so like… wow.
So I got all three of them. Underhandedly, I know. But it was an impulse. I knew that as long as I had those dragons, those cards, I would still have a part of my mother with me. There are four cards. This is going to sound crazy… I ripped the forth one up, I said it was because I never wanted it to be used against me. But subconsciously, I was ripping up my father. For… reasons.
So the three left… Mokuba, our mother and I. Dose that sound bad? Of cores it dose. So when I duel, I duel with them behind me.
Yugi has his friends. They cheer him on and support him. I have those to. But mine comes form my deck. I believe in the heart of the cards, but mine is slightly different. I get energy from my cards, the energy to prove myself. The energy to… live.