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Work had been pretty alright tonight, all things considered...until about half-way through Joey's shift. He was working the bar tonight, which he honestly preferred. Less chance of getting food thrown at him by rude customers or being pulled into some random VIPs lap. But of course things could never just stay alright, there always had to be something to ruin the mood.

Said thing was Joey spotting Malik of all people. What the fuck was he doing here? What happened to being in Egypt? The blonde ducked behind the counter, trying to figure out what to do. He looked to his coworker, who'd just come down from the VIP floor to grab some bitters they'd apparently run out of.

"Hey, trade me bars, just for a little bit."

The woman blinked at him as if he were stupid," And miss out on the tips I've been getting? No way."

"Please?" Joey insisted," There's someone I know down here."

"Tough shit," the woman glared," We all run into someone we know eventually, quit hiding like a child and get over it." She walked off before Joey could even reply.

The Kaiba estate, an entire reality dettached from the rest of the world and, Domino city’s unintentional landscape. A place that attracted visitors from all over Japan, to have a look at it and in hopes of catching of glimpse of the CEO’s private life.

“For someone who claimed to have such important news to share with me, you sure have taken awhile to get here.” Kaiba exclaimed to his guest the moment he caught glimpse of the man, who was being accompanied by one of his butlers. The tone in voice was one of mockery, it was as if he had just disregarded the size of his property in order to make this jab at the other.

For the past few weeks, almost a month by now. He and Malik have been in constant contact with each other, as expected the CEO followed through with his part of their settlement. He handed over the funds and the requested information, however the Ishtar had many other plans in stored to him. As such, he was kept informed and updated on his progress, much to his dismay and lack of real interest.

Kaiba would be found sitting at a lonely table in the middle of a lovely garden, which was hidden away from the public eye. The man was working on some paperwork, scribbling on some sheets all while a maid poured some tea for him and she set another teacup for his guest. By the time he approached them, the brunette had put aside his work and handed it over to the woman so she could take her leave.

@mxlik​ has sent: 4, 12 and 19

Mun Views  [Accepting]

4. On your fandom.

// You know what? Looking back on how I approached YGO... It’s no wonder I felt completely burned out from it, after one year of getting into it. The fact I’m avoiding and not engaging with any form of discourse, it is contributing to my stay in the SW fandom! Which is something I wasn’t expecting, in a first instance (I was quite intimidated by this community NGL).

It just goes to show how unnecessary drama/discourse, can ruin one’s experience in a place that is supposed to be about fun and distractions. I’m here to enjoy the show, celebrate the characters and run into folks who share my interests. As such, I’ve found many welcoming folks around here! I’m genuinely having a good time here. And that’s the most important thing, for any fandom.

12. On your own writing.

// I’m always very self-conscious about my writing, due to not being native in English. I’m always concerned people won’t understand me, and vice versa due to my grasp on the language. I know I’ve received over the years, a huge amount of support and so many kind words, praising my writing. And I’m always thankful for them, but it’s a feeling I can never truly shake off.

Especially not after having so many instances, of people taking full advantage of that fact, and try to twist the things I said. Just because ‘oh but this is what I understood out of what u said uwu’. These situations are the worst for me, because as a non-native speaker, you’re more inclined to believe those who naturally speak the language. And unfortunately, I got burned by that thought process, one too many times.

Sometimes, there are people out there who don’t want to help you fix a grammatical/voccabulary mistake. They just want you to say what they think is the right thing to say, and that’s what we call pushing an agenda/propaganda/narrative down our throats. That’s toxic, that’s wrong, that’s dangerous. Drop that shit, and stop taking advantage of our genuine English mistakes.

19. On icon/gif/image use.

// I agree, it’s very silly the fact that the RPC seems to prioritize the visual aspects, in a hobby that’s all about writing. I’m sure that if I didn’t have half of the graphics I do today, I doubt I’d have people looking at my blog. But that’s the state of a good chunk of the RPC, which doesn’t represent it at all.

I personally don’t care about the graphics, that’s not a deciding factor on whether or not I’ll follow someone. My only real problem is when people use fanarts, for their edits. I’m glad that nowadays, we’re abandoning that in favor of FC alternatives and the fact that there are many icon resource blogs. Because back in 2016-2017, the art theft was rampant. So much so, I even partook in it. Simply because, I assumed it was alright because, everyone around me did it. I’m not proud of what I did, but I’m glad I got over that, and abandoned the use of others’ fanarts.

So this is exactly what he has been missing out on, this whole time. The wonders of recovering his memories, finally he is capable of witnessing what he was truly capable of in life. It is such a shame, it took him this long to be able to unlock his true potential.

And he could be further exploring this, on his own in his promised afterlife. But alas, it wasn’t meant to be. It has been months since that incident, the memory of it is still so fresh in his mind. It got his blood boiling from remembering of it, it was all so fresh in his mind.

This is why he decided to venture out into the city on his own, late into the night. And put into use, the dormant magic that was found within him on anyone that dared to cross his path. The last thing the boy expected to come across in this stroll was, a familiar face.

It was only after he was done shattering the mind of a fool, who dared to pick a fight with him in the alleyway that he noticed his presence. He spotted him from the corner of his eyes, and quickly turned around to face him.

      Dimension time travel. If one can manipulate time then he can alter timelines and be transported across space and distance instantly. It seems to be just a simple tricks and understanding to Kaiba on how the quantum level relates to the entire thing. All matter is both wave and particle. Quantum teleportation as the ability to transfer energy from one or series of particles in another location through quantum entanglement. Somewhere above this sky, born of the color of summer Iris, a brilliant and luminous sonic beam jaggers across the light blue canvas. It’s more than likely it’s ended up at another place with how fast it travels.

      In the location of the landing, light reflects in gold ornaments as Atem’s hand grips the fabric to his chest, feeling that he’s very much alive. But everything seems so surreal that even he couldn’t perceive this to be logically possible. His magenta gaze searches the place, first spotting the Kaiba Corp logo in a glowing blue canvas before it dartz to Kaiba, who is toggling the visor off and checking the statistics. Whether this was intentional or not, an anomaly has occurred. Initially, Atem wasn’t supposed to be here. More or less, the whole process was only Kaiba transporting his consciousness to the afterlife via the Quantum Cube and making it back without an issue. Atem doesn’t quite remember the course of how it happened but all he knows that he was in a rush. As if— he needed to escape something. A sense of danger. Kaiba taking action, or rather literally taking the whole being of Atem out of the afterlife and into the current timeline, is a possibility on how things went. But he does not understand, how was this doable? Not only his consciousness but his whole physical form. Speaking of his physical form, the Pharaoh begins to search about his chest and abdomen, realizing that the Puzzle is gone.

      “Kaiba!” he shouts in panic, his breathing hastens and his chest fills with a rather hot and tight feeling, something akin to an arrow shooting through. “The Puzzle!”

      Adrenaline floods Atem’s system and his fight or flight response is triggered. But this is only perceived danger. And if he were to run, where would he go? Everything seems unfamiliar and much more advanced. He visibly trembles while fighting against the flood of anxiety that’s pooling down his chest and abdomen. This is something Kaiba didn’t think through, or rather didn’t expect to happen. The Puzzle is either left in the afterlife… or it’s been sent who knows where. Suddenly, the crown on Atem’s forehead feels heavy and so does everything on his body. How long has it been since he last felt alive? That was just prior the ceremonial battle. This time, however, he’s in his own body.

      Atem gets up on his feet and rushes out of sight. The feeling urged him to find a ‘safer’ place to panic about the Puzzle. Kaiba stands in place, not as concerned as he would know Atem can’t run far since the identity check on the doors wouldn’t let him. On the other hand, he is digging up and analyzing data about the Puzzle before and after it’d vanished. In the end, it’s discovered that the Puzzle had shattered upon their arrival and the pieces have spread across the world. Good news is, they’re on Earth, bad news is that they would be extremely difficult to find.

      A few days pass, Atem having no choice but to reside within KC until the Puzzle is, somehow, put together. He cannot leave this world until that’s done first. He has a conversation with Kaiba about the matter.

      “They could be anywhere… I need to find the pieces. I must. Kaiba—“ he almost snaps his teeth in a state of despair. He would know it isn’t entirely Kaiba’s fault, even though he would have preferred staying back there where he was, letting whatever monster was coming to him. Simultaneously, neither he or Kaiba are hurt. And he is having a taste of what it used to be to have his own physical form. But at what cost? Kaiba is already aware the last bit that came off the Pharaoh’s words was a plea. And he already has all the information about the Puzzle. This means, he could figure out a way to locate the pieces on a radar across the world. Atem will be stuck in the current place, unaware of when and if this happens. And some of the pieces could already be in another’s hand’s and he wouldn’t know that.

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