Chapter 16: Age 25
It has been six years since he graduated high School, we find Zarc now a make up artist (tell no one) and like his mom, a doll maker. He isn't any like any other doll maker, he uses his magic to make them due to his hands who always to hard on them. He uses his magic to make the dolls then uses his sewing skills he learned from his aunt to make the dresses and his make up skills to finish the face. For that, he owned his mother's shop and is quite successful too. It hadn't been THAT successful ever since his mom died. Of course thanks to those, he restored the shop to its former glory. Of course he has other things to do later. That thing to do is dueling for the tournament. His talent isn't just a makeup artist but also a pro duelist (a/n got that from both his parents). When Zarc is done with one doll he did that is blond, curly hair in a pink dress with bow, he started to paint her face for the finishing touch. He checked the clock and saw he has an hour to get to the tournament. In a jolt, he put the doll on the desk quick and has his aunt take over til he gets back.
Once driving to the tournament, he begins to remember how solid vision increased to having things and not just monsters as holograms. Because the technology is growing, Zarc's hate for artificiality grew as well. Zarc stopped at the stop light to look for something in his glove compartment. Inside it are a few things for emergency. Yes, even his deck and duel disk. He hadn't released his monsters for a while now. Maybe it's time to release them again even in the battle field. 'Maybe after this.' Zarc promised himself so that way he won't cause an accident on the road. Once arrived there, he grabbed his duel disk and deck then went inside, expecting the prize money and trophy. He got into the field and summoned one of his dragons. After hours of battling he won and claimed title of champion of the summer kick off tournament. He ordered his agent to collect the money as he collected the trophy. As he collects the award, he look at the man of Solid Vision in the VIP box. The man named Leo Akaba. Zarc glared at the man with a growl then looks away in disgust. 'Why take away beauty in life?!' Zarc thought, 'At least being all real is lot better than having flowers being fake!'
After Zarc leaves the tournament and arrive home, where he lives in a penthouse (a/n it is some sort of high class apartment full of luxury) thanks to his business combined with his prize money, he went inside and put his monsters down on his table releasing them, from their temporary formation of cards. Zarc then sat down on the couch and watched the news, seeing so much evil in this world. He shook head trying to ignore the fact but couldn't. Zarc looked at his synchro monster, Clear wing in watching him going to lay down. "Clear wing, why everything have to be so fake?" Clear wing sighed, know it's almost everyday that's zarc asked. "Master." Clear wing answered, "Things will be ok. I promise." Zarc sighed then laid his head back on the couch's head rest. "This is going to be a LONG year."