#puzzleresurrection

Finally, after years of searching, plotting, scavenging, and executing he had done it.

He finally resurrected the Pharaoh, the only worth opponent that he ever had, the only man worth of his attention.

He saw as the form changed from its leathery appearance to match the form that he saw that day. The skin glowed a soft brown, the hair a glorious tri-colored star (which was poorly imitated by his host), and those eyes… the wine color orbs, that awe-inspiring color that even now makes his blood boil, were finally focused on him. Albeit dazed, but still.

“Aibou?” he said as he was getting his bearings. He boiled in rage that the first thing that he said, after all this time, was to as about his damn host. Well…. He won’t have to worry about him anymore.

Glee shot through him as Atem saw what happened to his host. After all, the spell did say that the sacrifice had to be close to the resurrected…

“Yugi!” his god-like form stumbled to the corpse, holding it in his divine hands. His eyes were watering, and then he noticed him.

“Kaiba… what did you…”

“What needed to get done. After all, you’re worth so much more than that little pipsqueak. You deserve the best. With me,” he turned around “Now come o-”

“No.”

He turned back, only to see hate in his eye. Then there was pain. Then numbness. He felt himself dying. But he heard one last thing before his end.