I'M ALMOST THERE.
I CAN FINALLY BE FREE.
Lol, no I'll miss this project. Writing these has made me nostalgic.
Love
It took Sugoroku Muto a long time to realize different kinds of love in the world.
He loved his job and an Egyptologist, exploring the tombs of kings of past and discovering new artifacts. His heart would swell up when he and his team finally pieced together the results of ancient mysteries and speaking about them in front of a counsel.
Then he discovered romantic love when he met his wife. Her laugh and the sparkle in her eyes when she was up to something made his chest tight. He loved taking her around the world with him, swing dancing in America, exploring the jungle in Brazil, and stargazing in the English countryside.
Familial love came next with the birth of their daughter. He felt true joy when she took her first steps by herself. His eyes welled with tears and pride filled his heart when she was announced valedictorian at her university. Then she gave birth to Yugi and becoming a grandfather made him love her all over again.
Watching Yugi grow up was a delight. As a young boy he showed the same interest in Egyptian mythology and games Sugoroku felt. He noticed the same way Yugi was drawn toward the Millennium Puzzle, and he knew his grandson was special.
But after he solved it and all the magical chaos began, he noticed a different kind of love. Sure, he saw the same romantic love in Yugi's eyes for Anzu that he felt for his late wife, Yugi's love for his friends, and his love for games. But there was something different about the way he'd talk about "the other me."
It wasn't until the Ceremonial Duel that Sugoroku understood this kind of love Yugi and Atem had for each other, a deep kind that spanned centuries. It was unlike any kind of love he'd ever seen. It was special and ancient.
And even at his old age, Sugoroku's eyes were opened and his heart filled and felt a newfound love all over again.
Kind of my take on MyAibou's "There is No Word." I read it years ago, but it's stuck with me since. And I wanted to write a story about Yugi's grandpa because without him, we'd have no story.
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Over and out,
Mahersal