I never created Yu-Gi-Oh.
Cyndia admired a recent portrait while Pegasus smiled near her. She remembered always viewing him painting portraits of her. The blonde hair and blue dress were perfect. She continued to smile and wrap her arms around him. There was no need for Cyndia to mention how her body ached from time to time. Why cause the man she loved to worry about her?
Cyndia suddenly winced from her body aching. The corner of her mouth wobbled when worry appeared in his eyes.
Days later, Cyndia was on her bed. She knew that she was going to die. One perfect smile.
THE END