Yu-Gi-Oh! The Dark Side of Dimensions

"Alright, 4th period, last class of the day!" Duke đã đưa ý kiến at our lockers, which were right tiếp theo to each other. The lockers are seperated in sets of three, Duke's was on my left, mine in the middle, and... I really didn't know who was to my right.
"Cool, what's your 4th period Duke?"
"Trig.." he mumbled and frowned.
"Aww," I đã đưa ý kiến pinching his cheeks "Dukey-Boy has
Trig. It sucks to be you!" I teased
"Oh yeah, well what's your tiếp theo class?" I didn't know,
I peeked at my schedule, not letting Duke see.
"Hmm.. let's see," I said, scanning the page. "Trig!"
"HA! Who sucks now?" Duke laughed.
"You know...

READ THIS FIRST! Hope bạn enjoy it and one thêm thing in the story bạn will see the words 'Ouji' and 'Oshishou-sama'. Ouji means prince and Oshishou-sama means master. Yeah I that much of a Yugioh nerd. Any way rate, comment, and thêm importantly enjoy.


Chapter 4: The Palace

    The city streets were filled with citizens standing in lines to buy the many niceties they need for their everyday lives. A woman that was walking through the streets saw Seto and his guards, and whispered to some people that their high priest had returned. Those same group of people told thêm of the...

Mana's First Hunt

{Scene opens on Seto's room. He is doing a new picture of Mana as
she grows into adulthood.}

SETO:
Oh, Aknamkanon... every ngày Mana grows thêm beautiful, into a Queen that
will someday make us all very proud. {He paints a crown on Yugi, tiếp theo to
Mana.} But this child Yugi grows stronger. And Mai fills his tim, trái tim with
hate. I am very worried, Aknamkanon. Things are not going well.

{Wind blows, rattling Seto's gourds.}

SETO:
Hmm? bạn have a plan?

{One gourd falls, splitting in half. Seto holds up the two halves
against the painting of Mana and Yugi, and brings them together until
they...

Well, the night's not over yet, it's only 8:45. I, again, was bored out of my mind, so I guess I'll write in my diary. Before I do, there's something bạn guys should know. I only write in my diary for these three reasons:
1.) If something big hoặc totally amazing happens.

2.) If I'm mad and hear my psycaitrist's voice in my head "Let out your feelings". Yeah, right. Who says I need a psycaitrist anyway? I'm not crazy - I hope.
3.) If I'm totally out of things to do and I'm bored to death. Which just happens to be EVERYDAY!
Dear Diary, February 23, 2216
This is, bởi far, the weirdest ngày of my life!...