A/N: I'm such a lazy $$hole. Sorry guys. It was hard, but I decided to do it, because it's the perfect quote
"It's not so important who starts the game, but who finishes it" – John Woode
He was not in control. That much was clear to Ryou. Not being in control of his body was weird, especially when the Spirit didn't bother to put him in his Soul Room.
He watched through his own eyes as the Spirit rolled the dice, sentencing his… were they friends? Yes. They were friends. They came to check on him, to make sure he was okay, they hung out with him, and made him laugh. They were definitely friends, and they were being killed by a Spirit that was controlling his body.
Ryou had known that the Spirit was using the Soul Dice to cheat all along, but it rarely mattered. All of the people the Spirit used it against couldn't match its skill. But Yuugi was so close to beating it. Ryou knew that without the Soul Dice, the Spirit would lose. He had to do something. Maybe… just maybe…
Concentrating hard on the die, he imagined that he was filling it up. He had done something similar many times during meditation, but now that he was in a metaphysical state, he could feel himself float forward and merging with the die. He felt boxy and light. He felt the warmth and sweat from his hand (the one not currently stabbed through with a castle spire, mind you) as he was rolled around and tossed to the table.
He heard the Spirit's laughter and knew that Yuugi was going to die if he didn't do something quickly, and he knew exactly what to do.
But could he survive this? He had never pondered the soul and what happens to it, had never thought of a situation similar to this. He supposed that if he broke the die, his soul would shatter along with it. Was it really worth it?
From his position on the table, Ryou could sense the line of brightly colored figurines of all the people the Spirit had killed. Yuugi had gotten the closest to beating the Spirit. He doubted anyone else could do so. Now was the only time to destroy the Spirit once and for all. He could do it. For his friends.
The die started to crack. The Spirit may have started the game, but Ryou was going to finish it.
A/N: Once I got started, it was a lot of fun! I realized this is very similar to a couple oneshots I wrote in "A Story for a Word", the chapters titled "Quest" and "Fireball". If this interested you, that might as well!