After 10 months of working at the office, finally, I managed to have open enough boosters of genesis impact to complete my Drytron deck, man. It took like an eternity to finish it. Now I can focus on my ritual machines and get my friends by surprise. They will not expect to see my combo.

I glanced to the left; I glanced to the right. The streets were completely empty, as far as I could tell (but, that wasn't saying much seeing how the right side of the street curved sharply at a right angle and disappeared from view).

Well, now that I'm going home I can finally take asleep and get ready to work tomorrow. Since I have another paperwork to fulfill, I think it's for the best if I finish my deck quickly before I go to sleep.

So, I stepped down from the curb and began to cross the street. Not even halfway across, a semi-truck came rolling around the corner at an impossibly fast speed. I was in the center of the street by the time I noticed. And let me tell you this: All I could think about was… Damnit.

I could see everything passed around me in slow-motion, as my mind proceeded to be too fast to make my body actually work at this moment, I reflected on all my decisions during my entire day… And my only regret is… I'M THINKING OF THIS CRAPPY PAPERWORK RIGHT NOW?

Seriously? From all the time a truck could pass, it must happen to be now? Why? Dammit. Here I am, in front of my death and my last thought was about the paperwork for tomorrow? Can't I think about my friends, family, or dammit even a new deck I could have made on Master Duel, but I'm thinking about my job right now?

There was absolutely no way I could dive out of the way in time. That truck was simply too fast. So I now have to pass my last 5 seconds into something I will not regret before I die… "Okay. I activate my trap card, Treacherous Trap Hole…Shit."

Next thing I knew the beeyotch of a truck slammed into me. A sharp pain pierced through my head and rattled down my entire body. I could hear the sickening snap of my bones breaking and taste the metallic tang of my blood while this transpired before I felt the worst pain ever. I felt a burning sensation crawl across my neck like a hot sword had just severed my head (which was rather fitting, given the circumstances).

And just like that, the pain is over.

Instead, I was floating ten feet in the air and looking down at the scene. The truck had evidently slammed on the breaks, but not in time. And honestly, all I could see was some dark liquid drenched on the front of the truck. Oh. And there was a severed body a few feet to the right of the truck…

I took a closer look at the body… dammit, it's my body…

My head is severed… dammit it, well it was GG…

I felt my eyes lose sparkle, as I finally give my last breath, thinking about how terrible this accident was… I didn't even manage to play enough Yugioh… And sadly I cannot keep with my friends… I will miss them…

As soon I closed my eyes, I heard an alarm clock and I bolted upright in my bed, panting heavily. Sweat trickled down my skin, making my clothes hug tightly against my body. My hands shook slightly.

"Damn… this dream was awful, this will be the last time I make pancakes with cream cheese and Nutella before to sleep." I have to confess, my midnight snacks are kinda outrageous, but it's something that I enjoy doing, but the next morning I will always pay the price, with a headache or a strange nightmare.

I got up from the bed I was in and used my fists to scratch my eyes, before taking on my side my pair of glasses… As I felt the glasses in my hand, suddenly something was off…

"Wait for a second… these aren't my glasses." These glasses look like a pair of tiny glasses style of harry potter, there is no way that this is mine, hold on a second… "This isn't my voice. What the…"

I took the glasses and tried to see with them, and surprisingly, I could see the entire bedroom with them… Until I notice that this wasn't my room.

WHAT THE HELL?

My sheets were the thematic of trains and cars which made me think that's a child's room. The wall was plain white but with some posters of Yugioh which is nice… however, they are just simple versions, like from 1997 and that stuff… Dark Magician Girl vanilla is something I don't remember seeing so often, usually is meta cards like Drytron, Zodiac Tri-Brigade and etc…Seeing a Dark Magician Girl and none of the fruits magician girls and neither the quintet magician is surprising…

My carpet was a baby blue color. As my desk as well. And then there was a white bookcase filled with what would be little action figures of female girls monsters some of them look familiar to me but unknown in some way…maybe I have seen them in a game, but never… wait… hold on… WHERE IS MY TV? MY PLAYSTATION 4, MY COMPUTER? WHERE IS EVERYTHING I HAD?

I walked around the room until I saw what would be a strange picture on the desk, I slowly approached the picture and then my eyes went wide open, a picture of one of the most badass characters of Yugioh GX from all the time… and his useless brother… They looked like each of them had 6 to 9 years old, a difference between 3 years old… I saw a mirror near the bathroom stuck in the room…

"Please, let me be Zane, please, let me be Zane." I prayed to whatever entity listening to me as I approached the mirror beside me. And I close my eyes and slowly opened them… The cyan big hair, the tiny glasses, and the small statue of a child who looked so weak and shy that he didn't know what to do with his own life… this… terrible character… the ear of the animation… is me…

"You gotta be kidding me." I cursed as I felt my disappointment deep inside of me."Not Syrus, anyone but Syrus…"

It seems that I was Isekai into Yugioh GX and became the most awful character from Yugioh GX in the first 2 seasons…

I wanted to curse whatever person who made me turn to him, but now I have no other choice but to accept that, yeah. I died and now I have to live the life of the little brother of what is the most badass character from the franchise and the one who has one of the meta decks from many generations of Yugioh. Cyber Dragon always will rock.

I walked beside my bed accepting my fate, and checked that there was a deck above the desk… I decided to see how awful my life was…

And oh boy, I'm not surprised… Vehicroid? SERIOUSLY SYRUS?

Steamroid, one if not the only monster that Syrus used most at the Tag Force... had an interesting ability when it comes to attacking, however, it has a backlash when it comes to receiving the attack, both increasing and decreasing attack for 500 it's a two-hand dagger. Sadly the cons far surpassed the pros when it comes to this card... making it trash.

Gyroid, what was the ability again? Oh yeah... hum... goddammit Konami, you could have made Gyroid a tuner... that way would have make the stall first attack turn good enough for him to make a synchro on the next turn... If its attack point would have been 1800 or even 2000, that would have been an awesome defensive card... Sadly 1000 points of attack and defense, cannot protect you from anything... 2 attacks and you would be screwed... You are trash...

Now the fusion... Steam Gyroid, what the effffffffff? That's it? 2200 attack points? No effect? Nothing to attack directly? Nothing to make piercing damage? Not even draw a card? OKAY WHO THE EFFFFFF ALLOWED THIS CARD TO BE MADE AND MAKE SYRUS LOVE THIS ARCHETYPE? THIS IS A BIG TRASH CARD. ANYTHING CAN DESTROY THIS CARD.

Cycroid? It just has 800 attack points and 1000 of defense, no effect... AND YOU HAVE 3 OF THEM AT THE DECK? YOU DON'T HAVE SYNCHRO NEITHER XYZ FOR THAT. Trash. Next...

UFOroid...a search card... it would have been a great helper... if wasn't for the fact of being a level 6... sigh... for a monster of 1200 for both stats... WHY KONAMI, WHYYYYYYYYYY?

Okay... next card... oh it's a trap... wait for a second... SERIOUSLY? EVEN THE TRAP CARDS FROM THIS ARCHETYPE IS TRASH? Trash, trash, trash... And trash, 20 cards of pure trash. The rest is just vanilla traps and spells which helped the archetype.

Rage grows up deep inside me as I look at the mirror.

"You may have been Syrus from the anime and loved this deck. But let's be real Syrus, it's trash, this entire archetype is trash, it's so trashed that they had to remake the entire archetype in the future in Yugioh arc-v, which they had to make pendulums and even synchros and made a lot of changes on that archetype to make it awesome... But this one... I will not accept this. If I'm going to be you, there will be a lot of changes around here boy. And I don't know if you are listening to me or not, but I'm not you. I'm me, and I will be me and I will be someone who is far better than you." I looked at the mirror as I took the deck I had in my hands. "This is what I think about this archetype."

I decided to rip each of the useless cards I had on the deck… From the entire deck, 20 vehicroids is totally waste for me… There were just 5 cards that are useful…

"But I will save you one thing for you have pride Syrus, Kiteroid is one of the best hand traps protections ever made, and drill rod is the best card to destroy flip monsters without flipping. These are the only cards that your archetype has some decency. But the rest? Trash." I ripped off the entire deck, which made place then in the trash can…

"I don't know how much time I have before the academy application. But I think it's best to buy at least some decent structure deck." I said after looking around for one simple task… money, I know Syrus is the type of guy who would buy some fanservice stuff and would pay a good amount of money to buy some of them… and Bingo… Under the desk, there was a secret compartment which showed what would me… damn… 500 dollars? That's a good amount of money… is he trying to buy a collection edition of something? Oh, this card picture may be the indication of what he is trying to buy… well, whatever, I will buy a good deck for you Syrus. You don't have to worry about it.

I opened the door, before taking one more look at the room. Before I close one for all.

"Well Syrus, I may be unlucky, but from now on I will change our lives forever. Because I'm here in this world, everyone must know how a meta duelist is different from the old players." I closed the door, before continuing into my life.