Author's Note: I just wanted to give a quick thank-you to spiritrunner181 for the wonderful review. I always have a difficult time plotting out the story while still keeping the main cast seem as natural as they would appear in the manga/anime, but I sometimes am amazed myself at how well people take the end result. I truly thank you for that. Now, enjoy the chapter and please, no flames, or else Embarr will come and use those flames to burn you to a crisp! Bwahahaha!

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As she had promised, Morgan returned to the Kaiba mansion before sundown. She was pleased to see that Kaiba had come home early to spend time with her and Mokuba. After another wonderful dinner, they all settled in the living room as Morgan told her childhood friends about her travels. She reluctantly explained her reasoning for leaving the orphanage simply as she couldn't stand the negative thoughts of her and thought best to just leave, even if it meant leaving her only two friends behind. She really wanted to tell them the truth about her past, but knew that the time to reveal who she truly was was not yet upon them.

Either way, Mokuba and Kaiba enjoyed her tales. Seto explained how his programmers had tested her design and it was a complete success. He also said that with a few more tests, the upgrade should be made available by the end of summer.

Just like the previous night, Mokuba fell asleep, and Morgan helped Kaiba put him to bed. After that, Morgan excused herself and retreated to her room.

"Where am I?" Kaiba muttered. He was standing in what appeared to be a throne room. It was enormous, at least the size of half a football field. Amber-red and orange linen drapes hung from the walls, tied together to form a wave-like pattern. The light was warm, but not hot. Two thrones that seemed to made of amber itself-one slightly larger than the other- and a mat the same color could be seen across from where he stood. The beautiful sound of harps could be slightly heard.

"She was right. You really don't remember anything," a voice said from behind.

Kaiba turned around and was surprised when he saw himself. Well, rather the one Yugi had tried to convince him that it was in a past life. He looked just like he had in that vision back in Egypt, with the fancy egyptian clothing and whatnot. "Great; now I know I'm dreaming."

Seto studied him. "Am I really that arrogant?" He questioned himself.

"Stop acting like you're me, because you're not." Kaiba retorted, crossing his arms across his chest.

"She said you'd be like this," Seto said with a small laugh. "Looks like I got my hands full."

"Who's this 'she' you keep going on about?" Kaiba asked, still irritated.

"Maybe I should show you instead." Seto reached behind his back, and when he pulled it back, Kaiba gasped at the sight of a familiar item.

"That's the Millennium Rod! How can you possibly have it?"

Seto didn't answer and instead activated the Millennium Rod. The eye glowed gold and Kaiba quickly covered his eyes with his arm to prevent from being blinded. When the light faded, Kaiba lowered his arm and was surprised to see that he was no longer in the throne room; he was now standing in a bedroom of sorts. There was a wardrobe made of fine oak next to a large doorway that led to a balcony, and a queen-sized bed on the other side of the room.

On the bed, however, was what caused Kaiba's heart to skip a beat. The Morgan he knew from the orphanage was sitting there. She wore a gorgeous tan-colored linen gown that draped over her legs and was adorned in several pieces of jewelry, including a flower crown made of gold that settled upon her head of red-brown hair. She was softly petting a white fox-like creature that cuddled at her side and was peacefully napping, its four tails curling and uncurling in pleasure.

"Princess Masika," a voice called.

The girl as well as Kaiba turned to the balcony to see who had spoken. This time, however, Kaiba merely watched a raggedy version of his younger self climb over the railing of the balcony.

"Seto, what are you doing here? What if the guards caught you?" Masika said in a worried tone. She jumped off her bed- causing the fox to awaken- and hugged Seto.

Seto hugged the girl back, then the two of them separated. "There's something I want to give to you," Seto said. "He reached for the small pouch that was tied to the band around his waist and pulled it loose. He placed it in Masika's hands and told her to open it.

Masika did just that and when she tipped the pouch over, a pair of beautiful round earrings made of amber fell out. They glistened in the sunlight that came from the balcony the same way Morgan's eyes did. "Oh, Seto; they're so pretty."

Seto smiled. "I'm glad you like them. My mother helped me make them."

Masika looked at him and hugged her friend once more. "This is so sweet of you, Seto." Her face then formed to one of confusion. "But, why the sudden gift?"

Seto looked down. "My mother has decided that it's time we left Embarr."

Masika's eyes grew wide with shock. "What!? But why? Aren't you two happy here?"

"Of course we are, Princess. I've been asking her why we have to, but she only says that it's too dangerous for us to stay here,"' Seto explained, looking out towards the balcony. "She feels that we have to be in the land of The Pharaoh, for our own protection."

"But-" Masika began, tears starting to fill her eyes.

"No buts. I can't abandon my mother. Not now." Seto refused to meet eyes with her. However, he looked down when he felt something soft rubbing against him. The fox creature was rubbing its pointed head on his thigh, making a sort of purring sound. Seto gave a sympathetic look and petted the white animal on the head. "I'll miss you too, Embarr."

"Is there anything I can do to help with your journey?" Masika asked. "Anything at all?"

Seto finally met eyes with her and smiled. "Just promise that you'll be careful, and that one day we may meet again."

Masika smiled in response and wiped away her tears. "Alright, Seto." She held out her pinky. "It's a deal."

Seto held out his pinky and wrapped it around with Masika's, then hugged his friend.

The scene faded and Kaiba once again found himself in the throne room, his look-alike still standing in front of him. His head was pounding and he fought the urge not to hold it, fearing it show a sign of weakness.

Seto lowered the Millennium Rod and placed it back behind him. "Are they starting to come back to you?" he asked.

Kaiba pushed away his pain and huffed. "Please. You honestly think I'd fall for something as ridiculous as that? When are you people going to realize that there's no possible way I could have lived five thousand years?"

Seto closed his eyes and sighed. "Masika, I sure hope you're right about him," he muttered to himself. Turning back to Kaiba, he added, "I made a promise to Princess Masika, and I intend on keeping it."

With that, everything went white and Kaiba bolted up in his bed, his breath coming in gasps and sweat beading down his neck and face.

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A few days later, Morgan was lying awake in her bed, her hands behind her head and her eyes staring at the ceiling. She looked at the alarm clock that sat on the nightstand to her right just as it changed to 1:00AM. She looked back at the ceiling and began to think. In the passing days since coming to the Kaiba mansion, she could tell that Seto's visits were taking its tole on his present self. She saw Kaiba taking pain killer pills when he thought no one was looking and sensed the sudden spikes of spiritual energy in the middle of the night.

I got a bad feeling things aren't going well, Morgan thought.

"Things aren't going well," a familiar voice echoed.

Morgan quickly shifted in her bed and saw the transparent form of Seto. "I'm not surprised," she replied. "I was a little surprised when I first met him that he was even more stubborn than you," she added with a hint of mockery.

Seto harrumphed but decided not to go further into the subject. "I feel that time is running out. There have been some strange presences being felt in The Spirit World, and Pharaoh Atem is only becoming more and more nervous."

Morgan looked down. "The calm before the storm," she said under her breath.

"What was that?" Seto asked.

Morgan shook her head. "Nothing." She looked back up at her companion and added, "Tomorrow night, don't visit him in his dreams. I'm going to talk to him and see if I can help."

"Very well, but I doubt he will listen," Seto commented, before fading away, leaving Morgan by herself, but not for very long.

"Are you certain that is wise, Morgan?" Embarr asked, appearing on the bed, her feet tucked underneath her body. She looked at Morgan with questioning eyes.

Morgan met them strongly. "Like Seto said, time is running out. Corridor is starting to make his move and its only a matter of time before he's able to gain access to The Spirit World and makes slaves of its residents. I can't let that happen; I alone bear the duty of protecting The Spirit World." She looked down. "Too many have suffered already because of my carelessness."

"Don't say that," Embarr argued. "Corridor is a foe to be reckoned with and you know full well that none of this is your fault."

Morgan sighed. "I guess." She was silent for a few moments, then continued. "I think it's time; when I go to see Yugi, I'll tell him the truth about my past… and Corridor."