Reply to 'Identity'
Dear Marik
Honestly, I don't know who we are, and it drives me insane to think about so I just don't. Maybe we aren't meant to know. Do any of these mortals know who exactly they are?
We are destined to live a nightmare, Marik. We don't know who we are and probably never shall. We have to watch as people around us age and die while we live forever, unable to pass on to the afterlife as punishment for what we did in the past.
I suppose we used to know who we were, back in Egypt. We were thieves, tomb robbers, murderers, and we were happy being that. Happy to take what we wanted and never give it back, happy to outrun the Pharaoh's guards simply for the rush.
Now we live with the consequence. I suppose who we are is the damned. We're not even human. We might grasp onto a small part of humanity but lets face it, we're cursed. We are who we are, and who we are happens to be spirits bound to golden items made of the dead.
But I guess its not so bad, because at least we're damned together.
Bakura
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