Hello! Welcome to the sequel to my Yu-Gi-Oh All-Original Fanfiction, "Beneath the Phrygian Sky"! For anyone who hasn't read the original, I will reiterate again: there are some important things to establish before you start reading this fan fiction.
This will be taking place in the real world, but at the same time, it wouldn't be. What I mean by this is that there will be no canon characters appearing in this fan fiction because they're all fictional characters, that the Yu-Gi-Oh series is just that: a fictional series. Konami actually exists instead of Industrial Illusions. However, there will be made-up cards and booster cards because come on, this is what happens in every episode ever.
If you haven't read the original, I highly recommend you to, as many of the references made in this sequel will be highly reliant on the original's context!
Side note: if you don't know how to play, you probably won't enjoy this. This is going to rely heavily on your knowledge of the game.
If you like this story, please check out "The Disastrous Chance Noir", available for purchase on Amazon. I'd really appreciate it if you, the reader, buy it, as it allows me to continue telling stories like this. Thank you.
The Disastrous Chance Noir:
Andreus Lyon had long been an admirer of his father, and his father before him, and so on. He loved the stories his mother told to him in his childhood before she passed away. Stories of knights and kings, of honor and chivalry, a time where the world was enchanted with the souls of societies. Stories of Roland, the Prefect of the Breton March, of how he bravely stood his last stand.
Yet Andreus does not live in those times. He lives in modern Paris, a city gone to ruins. A place whose people does not share his veneration of the old culture and its old glory. And he has no chance to prove himself to be someone who could live up to the dignity of his forefathers.
Until chance happened and bestowed upon him a mysterious ring that can enhance his physical capabilities. His strength became equal to ten men, his foot as light as a feather, and his eyes as sharp as the owl or the cat hunting prey in the night.
And when he met a certain baxter who has been terrorized by the local gang, this was his chance to prove himself that he would've been just as noble and brave as Roland.
Eugene Ramsey loved his life. He loved his parents, he loved his siblings, his family.
"Come closer, Eugene. I want you to get a good look."
And he absolutely loved the body of his fiancée.
He kissed her, here, and there, and here again, as he slowly maneuvered his hands all over her still clothed body. In the lavish confines of a sumptuous suite in a luxury hotel in Macau, Eugene was basking in the lap of opulence. From the floor-to-ceiling windows that offered sweeping views of the city's skyline—the glittering lights of Macau, his gaze tracing the elegant curves of the skyscrapers that punctuated the skyline—to the decadent furnishings that adorned the room, every detail exuded an air of extravagance and refinement.
He savored the rich aroma and the smooth taste that danced across his palate as he ravaged her mouth with his tongue. In this cocoon, this little love nest between the two, tranquil and private sanctuary, he could unwind and relax in unparalleled comfort.
As she brought him reclining down to the bed, the stresses of the day melted away, replaced by a profound sense of serenity. With each sip of her saliva, he allowed himself to be enveloped by the luxurious ambiance of the room, reveling in the indulgence of the moment.
Until his phone rang.
Damn it.
He had to let her down gently as this was an important phone call. Her brows were furrowed in a perpetual frown, her lips pressed into a thin line of displeasure. Agitated, she let out an exasperated sigh, the sound cutting through the atmosphere of their little love nest like a knife. But she understood the importance.
"Eugene!" His sister, Cassandra, screamed from the other end of the call. "Where are you!? You're supposed to be here in the casino's grand hall!"
"Cassandra, calm down, I've still got time! The main event is still an hour away."
"What are you talking about!? It's fifteen minutes away! Check your clock!"
Oh crap, she was right. Eugene must've lost track of time. Well, that's what happens when he is with Sidney. She was just so intoxicating that he might as well have just drunk ten shots of tequila and let himself sleepwalk the whole day and night. A part of him really just wanted to ditch the whole event, but then he would have to try and justify this expensive trip to Macau to his dad if he didn't show up in his place. And Dad would absolutely know he ditched because he also sent Cassandra to be his spying eye and make sure the heir of his company wasn't going around making stupid mistakes. "Alright, alright, I'll be there right away."
"I'm sorry, sweetie," Eugene cooed at Sidney. He gave her one last kiss for good measure, a long and good kiss, to satisfy her until he got back. "I'll come back as soon as I can."
"You better." She pulled him back for another kiss. An insatiable and violent one. Only then was she satisfied for now and let him go.
God, he loved her so much.
He made his way to the event location as promised, in the grand hall of the prestigious casino, amidst a gathering of esteemed executives from other companies, each one a titan of industry in their own right. As Eugene mingled with his counterparts, the atmosphere crackled with the energy of high-stakes deals and strategic alliances. Conversations hummed with the sound of negotiation and ambition, as each executive sought to carve out their place in the competitive landscape of the business world.
It was all really business as usual, with clinking glasses and murmured conversations, Eugene exchanged pleasantries and business cards with his fellow attendees. Nothing to write home about, let alone go into an excruciating detail that would bore anyone who was not familiar with this world of business. His demeanor, just like his dad taught him, a blend of confidence and professionalism. With each introduction, he effortlessly navigated the intricate dance of corporate networking, forging connections and laying the groundwork for future partnerships.
But there had to be something special here, right? This was more than a usual meeting of executives; Eugene was named a guest of honor, and whoever hosted this event specifically invited him to attend. He or she even sent someone to hand-deliver the invitation letter and wouldn't accept the word of his dad that the letter would make its way to Eugene when he answered the door.
And the strangest part of all, Eugene was instructed to bring his Yu-Gi-Oh deck.
It was extremely odd. He also had to prove that he brought it and hand it over, or the doorman would've never let him in.
This social event was headed by some technology start-up company called Neural Virtual Kinetics who got massive subsidies from the United States government to base their semiconductor chip manufacturing in the United States in case something were to happen to Taiwan's TSMC. They weren't the only one, of course, they were still competing with the numerous other start-ups, so Eugene suspected this whole thing was set up using investor's money to hopefully generate more investors.
What in the world did that have to do with Eugene's hobbies? He had a pretty good guess. He was the heir to one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in the world, and the founder of N.V.K. must have the same hobby as well, so he invited Eugene to play some rounds and develop connections with Eugene's deep pockets.
He conceded that this founder had some creativity on his part. Eugene was tired of the same old tactic where people eyeing his investing money would take him out to dinner and stuff him with expensive cuisines he could never finish.
"…So I said, 'Maybe you should lay off on the cheeseburgers, eh?'" One of those chief executives told that joke to Eugene and a bunch of other people who all started laughing at the whole absurd story. At least they were, Eugene just pretended it was funny. He wasn't paying attention to get the joke and telling the truth would only set them off on the wrong foot.
"Is everyone enjoying themselves?"
Someone intruded into the conversion. A tall man, his body was definitely well-built, not of someone who sits in a cubical all day. Athletic, even. He certainly was keeping his body to the highest standard unlike all the other fat executives surrounding Eugene. His blonde hair be must complimented, it must be a lot of work having it flailed with the motion as smoothly as it did. Eugene always started with a compliment before shredding this man for his rude behavior.
There was something familiar about this man. But Eugene couldn't quite put a finger on it. He could've sworn he met this man before.
"Excuse me, who are you?" Eugene interrogated.
The man's blue eyes widened, taken aback. Yet then a mischievous grin spread from ear to ear. "You don't remember me, Mister Ramsey?"
"Am I supposed to?"
"Oh, Mister Ramsey!" One of the gentlemen exclaimed. "This is—!"
"Mister Goldsmith, please." The man silenced the CEO of the bank that held the company account of Eugene's family. By name, no less. If Mister Goldsmith felt the need to introduce this man to him, then he must be someone important. "This would actually be quite fun to not reveal my name until the presentation. Makes it more dramatic, don't you think?"
"Well," Mister Goldsmith chuckled. "I have to agree. It would make a more dramatic introduction."
The others nodded in agreement.
"In fact," The man checked his watch. "The presentation actually should be beginning right about… now."
Just as the words left his mouth, the lights all began to dim, and the murmurs of conversation died down. All eyes turned toward the stage, where a lone figure stood poised and ready to address the gathered crowd. Some unknown presenter had the spotlight now, highlighting his presence with dramatic flair. The man was gone, blended with the darkness.
In that moment of hushed anticipation, the speaker took a deep breath, his voice steady and confident as he began to address the audience. "Attention, attention! May I have everyone's attention, please? I trust that everybody is having a good time?"
Boring. Eugene zoned out instantly. The first couple of sentences matter in a speech. If the speaker wanted to waste his time with small talk and not a compelling hook, then Eugene was not interested. He immediately headed for the table with the wine, asking the waiter to pour him a cup as the speech flew over his head as: "Blah, blah, blah."
Eugene did catch a few words here and there, like "For the last five years, Neural Virtual Kinetics has been working on an innovative and exciting project!" but nothing to really grab back his interest. Oh, if only Sidney was here with him, then this would really pass like minutes. But the last time he took her with him on boring presentations for his own satisfaction, she withheld all intimacy for a whole month! Oh well, the wine will keep him company then.
Until Eugene found himself in the middle of the spotlight.
"Please welcome to the stage, Eugene Ramsey!"
The crowd starts to cheer in unison, loud and proudly. Eugene's heart jumped at the sound, not prepared for this much excitement. What in the world should he do!? He wasn't paying attention! Somebody sprung this surprise trap on him! Who!? What in the world was going on!?
Well, he couldn't just make a scene of himself and awkwardly dodge the spotlight now, could he? Dad would have his head and as the heir, he must present strength at all times. Just smile and wave, Eugene, smile and wave as he made his way on the stage.
What in the world did this have to do with him? He leaned in close to the presenter, mouth right next to his ear. "What the hell is going on?"
The presenter gave him a puzzled look. "This is what you agreed to, Mister Ramsey. Remember? You agreed to participate in the demonstration of the advancement of N.V.K.'s semiconductor capabilities."
Oh… was it that? Eugene almost forgot about it. It was something about holograms, right? And that he didn't need to give a speech or anything, just his corporeal form. He was a little bit drunk when he agreed to that. Whoever trapped him in this knew when to strike and make him agree to his whims, as must've been when Eugene was celebrating some fourth quarter annual success at the company by treating the top employees all to a corporal dinner party.
Honestly, it was lucky Eugene showed up. What an embarrassment if he agreed and then didn't because he forgot.
The presenter then switched his attention somewhere else. "And please also give a round of applause to our host and N.V.K.'s founder, Raymond Novak!"
The same man who interrupted Eugene's conversation with the executives was now walking up to the stage with a machine attached to his left arm and headgear wrapped around his skull. So, this was the founder of N.V.K., huh? Eugene must've met him before. His name and face were just so familiar.
"You don't remember what you agreed to, do you?" Mister Novak chuckled.
"You got me." Eugene shrugged. "May you please explain?"
"We're going to play a game, Mister Ramsey. I heard that you liked playing Yu-Gi-Oh, so what better way to show off my company's technology in the industry than to have a duel?"
"Wait…" Eugene pointed at the machine on Novak's left arm. "Does that mean…?"
"Yes," Novak pulled it closer for Eugene to see. "This is a duel-disk."
Wow… so the technology has finally come this far. If he had known he was going to duel with that thing, he'd would've been more enthusiastic! For all his money, he could've never enjoyed something as technologically as marvelous as that! Until now! This also explained why he was explicitly told to bring his deck with him!
"Can…can I try it?" Eugene asked like he was a child again. Oh God, please say yes. Please say yes. He had to; why else was he here anyway?
"I've prepared your own." Novak snapped his fingers and a servant showed up with Eugene's duel-disk and headset. It was aesthetically different from Raymond's, being that it was actually holding Eugene's cards in the deck slot instead of Novak's duel-disk which was holding nothing. It didn't look like it was even capable of holding a deck at all.
"Shall we begin?" Novak's words reached his ears despite the loud noise of the presenter echoing throughout the hall. But then the presenter's voice went silent, and so did the audience when the entire room began to change.
With a flicker of light and a shimmer of energy, the opulent surroundings dissolved before their eyes, replaced by a stunning vista of the lunar landscape. As holographic projections danced across the walls and ceiling, they found themselves transported to the surface of the moon, bathed in the soft glow of Earthrise. The majestic curvature of the Earth loomed overhead, a radiant orb of blue and green suspended in the vast expanse of space.
The once-familiar surroundings of the grand hall were now replaced by the rugged terrain of the lunar surface, dotted with craters and illuminated by the ethereal light of Earth's reflection.
This… this was amazing! This was unlike any hologram he's ever seen! Up until now, all holograms Eugene had ever seen were still noticeably lacking because he could still always distinguish the outline of the holograms and the outline of reality. And Eugene had seen them all with his money. But this! He couldn't even see any fraction of the grand hall they were once in! It was as if they really were on the surface of the moon!
Eugene was mesmerized, the whole audience was mesmerized. Only Mister Novak was unfazed, as it was his technology after all.
Oh ho ho! Sidney was going to regret skipping this!
[TURN 1 Raymond Novak LP/8000 Hand/5]
Five cards materialized out of nowhere in front of Novak. They must be holograms too! How else were they just floating there waiting for him to grab?
"I activate Photon Sanctuary." Novak pressed on one of his cards.
In the midst of the awe-inspiring holographic display, two orbs of light materialized with a sudden brilliance, their bodies casting an ghostly glow across the moon. Like celestial guardians descending from the heavens, they hovered in mid-air, their presence both hypnotic and mysterious. The audience watched in wonder as the orbs pulsed with a gentle luminescence, their iridescent hues shimmering with otherworldly beauty.
[DEF Photon Token: LIGHT LV/4 Thunder/Token ATK/2000 DEF/0]
[DEF Photon Token: LIGHT LV/4 Thunder/Token ATK/2000 DEF/0]
"If there are two or more monsters on either of our fields with 2000 or more Attack Points, I'm allowed to special summon Galaxy-Eyes Alternative Photon Dragon."
In a sudden and violent burst of light, the grand hall was engulfed in a dazzling display of cosmic rays. A magnificent dragon emerged from the spectacle, forming a fusion of celestial beauty and raw power. With eyes that shimmered like galaxies and a body aglow with the radiance of photons, the dragon soared through the holographic landscape with an otherworldly grace. Each beat of its majestic wings sent ripples of light cascading across the surface, painting the landscape with iridescent hues.
As the dragon roared with a thunderous echo that reverberated through the hall, Eugene was struck by the sheer magnitude of its presence. These holograms could make sounds too!?
In awe, Eugene watched as the dragon circled overhead, casting an alluring spell over all who beheld it.
[ATK Galaxy-Eyes Alternative Photon Dragon — Galaxy-Eyes Photon Dragon: LIGHT LV/8 Dragon/Effect ATK/3000 DEF/2500]
"And it's not once per turn." Novak said as yet another Galaxy-Eyes Alternative Photon Dragon burst out from out the light.
[ATK Galaxy-Eyes Alternative Photon Dragon — Galaxy-Eyes Photon Dragon: LIGHT LV/8 Dragon/Effect ATK/3000 DEF/2500]
And another.
[ATK Galaxy-Eyes Alternative Photon Dragon — Galaxy-Eyes Photon Dragon: LIGHT LV/8 Dragon/Effect ATK/3000 DEF/2500]
"I link summon using the two tokens."
The two orbs coalesced into one, and a bigger, brighter, fiery orb took its place.
[ATK Hieratic Seal of the Heavenly Spheres LIGHT LK/2 Dragon/Link/Effect ATK/0]
"I end."
[TURN 1 Raymond Novak LP/8000 Hand/1]
[TURN 2 Eugene Ramsey LP/8000 Hand/5 — 6]
Oh boy, Eugene could not WAIT to see the animations of his own cards.
"I activate Lightning Storm!"
The violent hail of lightning, followed by a deafening roar of thunder, streaked across the holographic space. With blinding intensity, the bolts of electricity surged forth, striking the majestic dragons with ferocious power. The dragons writhed and convulsed as the energy coursed through them. In mere moments, the dragons were reduced to nothing more than fading wisps of energy, their once-magnificent forms dissipating into the ether.
So cool.
Stay on focus. Novak had nothing on his field right now and only one card in his hand. This duel was as good as won. Mister Novak seem to be a novice player, as anyone with experience would've left some of his dragon in his hand in case something like this would happen. Shame, Eugene wished he could've seen more animations.
"I summon Mythic Tree Dragon and Mythic Water Dragon!"
[ATK Mythic Tree Dragon: EARTH LV/4 Dragon/Effect ATK/100 DEF/1400]
[DEF Mythic Water Dragon: WATER LV/8 Dragon/Effect ATK/1000 DEF/2000]
"Mythic Tree Dragon can copy the level of Water Dragon!"
[ATK Mythic Tree Dragon: EARTH LV/4 — 8 Dragon/Effect ATK/100 DEF/1400]
The two monsters transformed into comets of light dancing around the swirling depths of a colossal black hole that appeared out of nowhere. With each orbit, their radiant trails painted a spectacle as they circled ever closer to the event horizon of the black hole. Their movements grew more frenetic, propelled by the powerful gravitational pull that emanated from its depths.
With a sudden and breathtaking display, the black hole surged forth, its voracious maw opening wide to engulf the two orbs of light in its inescapable grasp.
And then it exploded.
"I xyz summon Number 107: Galaxy-Eyes Tachyon Dragon!"
[ATK Number 107: Galaxy-Eyes Tachyon Dragon/2: LIGHT RK/8 Dragon/Xyz/Effect ATK/3000 DEF/2500]
The machine-like dragon emerged from the depths of space, soaring through the stars with an otherworldly grace, leaving a trail of shimmering particles in its wake. With a resounding roar that reverberated throughout, the mechanical dragon asserted its dominance over the lunar expanse. Behold the dragon that commanded the fabric of space and time. That sounded so epic in his head.
"Next I activate Overlay Summon! By detaching all xyz materials on my monster, I can special summon them back to my field to immediately special summon another monster from my extra deck!"
[ATK Number 107: Galaxy-Eyes Tachyon Dragon/2 — 0: LIGHT RK/8 Dragon/Xyz/Effect ATK/3000 DEF/2500]
[ATK Mythic Tree Dragon: EARTH LV/4 Dragon/Effect ATK/100 DEF/1400]
[DEF Mythic Water Dragon: WATER LV/8 Dragon/Effect ATK/1000 DEF/2000]
[ATK Galaxy Satellite Dragon: DARK LK/2 Dragon/Link/Effect ATK/2000]
"And then Monster Reborn!"
[ATK Galaxy-Eyes Alternative Photon Dragon (Galaxy-Eyes Photon Dragon): LIGHT LV/8 Dragon/Effect ATK/3000 DEF/2500]
Oh yeah, it was over. The monsters on his side of the field add up to exactly 8000 attack points.
"All-out attack!"
As the dragons reared back, their jaws opened wide to unleash torrents of searing plasma energy, each blast aimed with deadly precision at Novak. The intensity of the attack was palpable, even if it was all just a hologram. The sheer brightness of the dragon's breath engulfed Novak in a blaze of destruction. And it blinded everyone.
And then when it came to, when the blinding light finally dimmed down. Novak just stood there, with a monster on his side of the field.
And all of Eugene's dragons were gone.
[TURN 2 Raymond Novak LP/8000 Hand/1]
[ATK Galaxy Soldier: LIGHT LV/5 Machine/Effect ATK/2000 DEF/0]
"What the—!?" Eugene exclaimed. "What happened!? I thought that was game!"
"I discarded Goddess of Sweet Revenge."
Who even plays that card!? That card required him to control no cards and have no hand other than her! This guy just got lucky, that's all.
"By the way, I've added Galaxy Brave to my hand by Galaxy Soldier's effect."
Well, good thing he had this one last card in his hand. The quick-play spell card.
"I activate Seventh Force! I resummon the Tachyon Dragon you've destroyed and use it as an xyz material to summon Neo Galaxy-Eyes Tachyon Dragon!"
[ATK Number C107: Neo Galaxy-Eyes Tachyon Dragon/1: LIGHT RK/9 Dragon/Xyz/Effect ATK/4500 DEF/3000]
"Seventh Force also allows me to add Barian Untopia to my hand. Now I activate it, protecting my Tachyon Dragon from targeting and destruction. I end my turn."
[TURN 2 Eugene Ramsey LP/8000 Hand/0]
Eugene didn't have to worry much. Novak had no card that could activate in the graveyard and Galaxy Soldier alone can't do much. All he needed to worry about was Novak drawing a monster card. Galaxy Brave would then be a nuisance but not much else. Galaxy decks are primarily focused on rank 8s and rank 4s. Galaxy Soldier was level 5, so unless the card Novak draws was a level 4 monster, he can't xyz summon, which was the whole purpose of Galaxy decks.
And even if he could xyz summon, no rank 4 monster was going to beat over Tachyon Dragon.
[TURN 3 Raymond Novak LP/8000 Hand/1 — 2]
"I activate Pot of Desires."
[TURN 3 Raymond Novak LP/8000 Hand/2 — 3]
"I reveal Photon Thrasher to special summon Galaxy Brave and select Photon Dragon for its attack points."
[ATK Galaxy Brave: LIGHT LV/8 — 4 Warrior/Effect ATK/0 — 3000 DEF/0]
Big whomp. Thrasher couldn't even be summoned; he was not going to be xyz summoning at all.
But then why was Novak so gleeful? What was that last card he had drawn?
"I activate Dragon's Mirror!"
What!? A fusion summon!? In a Galaxy deck!?
Azure ignited. From the heart of the holographic galaxy emerged a creature of legendary proportions, a mighty beast of three heads. With wings spanning the breadth of the entire holographic sky, blocking all other stars from view, and scales gleaming like sapphires, the dragon radiated unparalleled majesty and strength. Its three heads, each crowned with a magnificent crest, swiveled in unison as it surveyed its enemy with regal poise.
The dragon's piercing gaze set ablaze with power indistinguishable from magic. Its potent roar echoed. With a single beat of its colossal wings, the dragon put the fear of death into Eugene. He had never felt so small before. He had never felt so afraid before. It was irrational. He had to keep reminding himself this wasn't real; this was just a game.
Still…
[ATK Galaxy-Eyes Hypernova Dragon: LIGHT LV/12 Dragon/Fusion/Effect ATK/4500 DEF/3800]
"All cards you control are banished face-down when it's summoned!"
Its effect bypassed Barian Untopia's protections…
"All-out attack!"
Eugene didn't feel anything when Galaxy Soldier punched him. He didn't feel anything when Galaxy Brave slashed his swords cleanly through Eugene's body. But when the air crackled as the dragon's three heads locked onto its target with unerring precision, when it focused its formidable might into a concentrated beam of pure neutron energy gathering within all three of its mouths and unleashed the full force of its brilliant stream hurtling through the cosmos directly at Eugene…
Something was amiss. He felt an omen, that this was the beginning of his misery.
[TURN 3 Eugene Ramsey LP/8000 — 0 Hand/0]
And with that final explosion, everything ended. The holograms all disappeared; they were back in that casino in Macau. The audience erupted into thunderous applause. Their hands clapped together with fervent enthusiasm, the sound echoing off the walls and filling the room with a cacophony of acclaim.
A standing ovation, a tribute to the sheer spectacle they've just witnessed. N.V.K. stock prices must be rocketing past the roof as Eugene was on that stage. It was a moment no one would ever forget.
Eugene shook off this irrational omen inside his heart. This was just a game, and Mister Novak had made a good show. Ah well, he wins some, he loses some. Eugene approached Novak and offered him a handshake. "Good game."
"And good luck." Novak said.
"Oh? For what?"
"The rest of your life. You're going to need it."
"What are you talking about?"
"I suppose you wouldn't remember much when you were half-drunk during that company party. So let me explain. We had a wager. If I had lost, I would've had to sign over everything to you. My money, my company, everything I ever owned."
Woah… that was some intense gambling bets. Eugene would've surely remembered something as serious as that! Eugene was pretty sure even he would've have taken that bet up. He wasn't that cruel to people. His cruelty had a maximum limit and that was a million dollars. Any more and Eugene would've just told his opponent to go home and rethink his life, ask himself if he really wanted to keep losing so much money. "What if I had lost?"
"You forfeit your birthrights to me. And you will suffer as Job has suffered."
Eugene laughed. What? Was this guy trying to scare him? Was this a prank? "That's not even legally enforceable. Go ahead, try it. I guarantee that every judge you present it to will throw it out of court. You must be joking, right?"
"I don't care about earthly judges." Something about Novak's eyes sent a chill down Eugene's spine. "I only care that God was watching."
And then Novak walked away.
Something clicked. The face, the name, and now as Novak's back was turned facing Eugene. He remembered now where he had seen him. This was the man who called his mom a whore all those years ago! Geez! How many years had it been!? Four? Five? Novak had a lot of guts showing his face around Eugene again! Eugene wanted to give chase and give him a piece of his fist.
Something then held him back, and that same something held him back now. Something Eugene wasn't familiar with, like a non-existent hand on his shoulder telling him not to give chase. He still didn't know where this came from or why he even felt it, but it was there.
And that something told him he had bigger things to worry about.
The boys grew up, and Esau became a skillful hunter, a man of the open country, while Jacob was content to stay at home among the tents. Isaac, who had a taste for wild game, loved Esau, but Rebekah loved Jacob.
Once when Jacob was cooking some stew, Esau came in from the open country, famished. He said to Jacob, "Quick, let me have some of that red stew! I'm famished!" (That is why he was also called Edom.)
Jacob replied, "First sell me your birthright."
"Look, I am about to die," Esau said. "What good is the birthright to me?"
But Jacob said, "Swear to me first." So he swore an oath to him, selling his birthright to Jacob.
Then Jacob gave Esau some bread and some lentil stew. He ate and drank, and then got up and left.
So Esau despised his birthright.
— Genesis 25:27-34
I just want to say this now so that anyone who does actually enjoy this would not be disappointed: I have no schedule for this fan fiction. Life always tend to get in the way. On the times it isn't, procrastination usual competes for my time. Therefore, this story is only planned for under 10-15 chapters. Hopefully, I can finish it as soon as possible.
Also, if you like to know how the main two characters look like, check out my Deviantart page! Same user name! I'm the one who did the cover art for The Beacon Civil War and Relic of the Future by Coeur Al'Aran, The Knight of Lancaster by College Fool, What Embers Remain by A Stereotypical Gamer, etc.
Side note: This is also ALL FIRST DRAFT. This is fan fiction, I'm not going to make any money off of this anyway.
2/10/2024