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Yugi loves games.

Every task becomes a game... even here, scouting past the liminal waters.

Anchored above him, a boat paints the surface in dancing lights. He chases the pattern (blue-yellow-green), catching each color in his hand.

Suddenly, the water is painted red. A shockwave spins him dizzyingly. When he surfaces, the night is aflame.

Surrounded by blood and debris, a human floats limply in the water. Yugi's amulet pulses danger: shark, shark.

Interfering with humans is forbidden, but this human (beautiful, intriguing) calls to Yugi. This human must live.

Saving him might be the best game yet.

o0o

Bright like Agbi Who Burns, colors dance across the water. Yugi darts from one to one to one, silver arrow flashing - light to dark, water to air. He is a Hunter, a Dancer, creating games as he spirals and spins through forbidden waters, so close to creatures who think him only myth. Darting, dancing, his tail propelling him in graceful loop-lines, he cups light in his palms, captured like a spark of inspiration from Cothea Who Creates. His simple joy is ripped apart by shock-heat, sound-pain, flickers of lava red that paint the sea with blood. Suddenly, a man is there. Long and eel-lean, he is sun-bronzed, with shadow-dark hair drifting around his head like kelp in the currents. The fire paints him in the colors of sunset, of sunken gold from ancient treasure ships, of wishes whispered in the shadows of the night. His blood paints the waters the color of shark-hunger, of death. But death does not claim him this night; instead, Prince Yugi does.