[Translation: The Fallen Blue Eye]

Blue Eyes of Fallen Sin
Original Work: 罪に堕ちるブルーアイズ
Author: Student Council Vice-Chancellor
Translation: uzi
Genre: Doujinshi, Corruption
First Published: Hypnotic Love
Second Published: One Person Hall, Courtyard, Club, Dongsheng, Dragon Altar, Cuiba
Posted on behalf: Elizabeth (Authorized DD
)
Uzi,
oh well, sorry, I accidentally missed my monthly deadline of one post.
Although I was dragged into a new job by my boss at the end of November and was completely overwhelmed, the winter weather
meant my fingers and brain went on strike, so it was an unavoidable mistake… Sorry… lol. I 'll
try my best to catch up before Christmas
… As for why this post came about, don't ask me (turns away
). It's a post by a certain ghost flower that I hope will be published this year (?), although I'm not very confident.
PS
: Please be kind to those who repost, leave it intact, thank you
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—Upon waking, I found myself imprisoned in an unfamiliar room.
The room was entirely black and white, tiring my eyes; although the chains on my hands and feet
felt cold, I didn't seem to have been treated roughly.
Anyway, let's sort out my memories first.
While I was asleep inside the stone slab, Mr. Pegasus divided my soul into four parts and designed them into cards for Duel Monsters
. After many twists and turns, they ended up in Lord Set's hands—
'You can't fit four cards in your deck!'
—Ugh…!
That's right… I couldn't erase the darkness in Lord Set's heart, and he tore me apart…
"Looks like you've woken up." "
!?!"
…It seems I was too focused on remembering and didn't notice.
Sometime later, a man wearing a black and white mask that matched the room's appearance
appeared before me, his thick cloak making his figure seem even larger.
"Let me introduce myself."
The man removed his mask, revealing a face with strong features and blond hair adorned with blue decorations.
"My name is Paradus. I am the one who traveled through time to pursue a beautiful history, to verify all possibilities
and to put them into practice... I am also the one who brought you back to life."
"A beautiful history...?" This
topic is rather abrupt. What does it have to do with me?
"Why are you keeping me in human form and imprisoning me?"
"Because I want to talk to you like this, 'Blue-Eyes White Dragon'—no, in this form,
perhaps I should address you by your human name?"
"—'Blue Eyes' is enough. My past name... is unnecessary for me."
Even after reincarnation, Lord Set wouldn't remember 'Kisara'—my former name.
Since Lord Set wouldn't call me by it, names are meaningless.
As for my current form, it's the same as when I was 'Kisara'; back in my hometown
, I was a beautiful girl.
My waist-length hair, which I meticulously groomed every day, still shines with a smooth silver sheen
; this isn't just the result of my daily care, but also proof of the white dragon's blessing upon my body.
The physical age of this body seems to have remained at 19, just like back then.
My skin remained smooth even during those days of persecution, and
my breasts developed enough to embrace my beloved despite not having enough to eat... these might all be the white dragon's blessing.
"Hmph. Well then, Blue-Eyes, I have a request for you. 'I refuse.'"
It's unlikely to be anything good anyway, so refusing won't hurt.
Even if I can't show this person the wrath of the White Dragon, if I can continue to look
them directly in the eye with my blue-green eyes, expressing that I cannot be touched by anyone other than Lord Seth, this person should abandon
their evil thoughts.
"You really shouldn't be so defiant towards your savior." "I should have died back then. I feel no 　　gratitude
for a gift that I want to use to save someone . I will absolutely not use this power for anyone other than Lord Seth!" 　　"—Even if it was for Seto Kaiba, is that it?" 　　"Huh…?" 　　...If that's the case, I'll listen anyway. I can refuse after hearing it. 　　"I want you to help me destroy the existence of Duel Monsters." 　　...This is definitely not a good thing, makes me want to sigh. 　　"Nonsense. How could this possibly be done for Lord Set!" 　　Lord Set was quite fond of Duel Monsters; taking away such an important being couldn't possibly be for him 　　. 　　Hearing my rebuttal, Paradus sighed. 　　"Then let me clarify… If it were for Set, you would help me, right? To reduce thousands upon thousands 　　of Duel Monsters to nothingness for him, right?" 　　"Then…" 　　To eliminate the darkness that harmed Lord Set, I transformed this body into a spirit, becoming a Duel Monster 　　; but, is it really okay to indiscriminately destroy everything, right or wrong…? 　　And, how do you even distinguish between good and evil…? 　　Seeing my troubled expression, Paradus sneered. 　　"Gurgle… That's the contradiction of humanity. A seemingly correct choice is actually wrong, and a seemingly wrong choice 　　is actually correct. Let me show you the flawed future that arises from that seemingly correct choice!" 　　Then, an image appeared behind him. 　　"That's... Lord Seth?" 　　In the scene, Lord Seth, dressed in a white coat, is shaking hands with a man whose hairstyle resembles a crab's. Behind them, a halo held in a white mechanical grip 　　is rapidly spinning 　　while emitting rainbow-colored light .

"This is the near future. Kaiba Corporation has completed the
'Moment,' a dream perpetual motion machine that generates energy from Duel Monsters."
"That's a good thing—"
Halfway through my sentence, I remembered what Paradus had just said.
"...A seemingly correct choice...?"
"Exactly! Seemingly correct, yet a grave mistake!"
After a brief burst of noise, the machine reappeared.
This time, it was flashing white light—hmm? It's rotating in a different direction than before...?
"The movement of the moment reflects the human heart. Humans, having obtained infinite energy, succumbed to their own desires
and temptations... As a result, the moment began to reverse—"
The image switched to countless skyscrapers.
Then several skyscrapers began to glow and collapse—
"—and then self-destructed along with foolish humans, annihilated! This is the
great sin that Duel Monsters must bear, the sin that must be punished!"
The image continued.
A child swallowed by the flash, vaporized… a couple falling into the abyss as the earth was torn apart by the explosion…
is this… the sin of Duel Monsters… me and Lord Set…?
“I, I won’t believe it! This is all lies, there’s no evidence at all!”
Right!
It’s already strange enough that this person claims to be ‘seeking a beautiful history’!
How could I believe such nonsense!
“Hmm… does an uncertain future not appeal to you?”
“Of course!”
“Then let’s talk about the ‘past,’ which will also prove I’m someone who traveled through time—do you want
the tragedies of the past to happen again?”
“What… are you saying…”
What is this person saying—
“You and the spirit of Duel Monsters, didn’t you bring about the catastrophe of destruction in the past… 5000 years ago in the ancient Egyptian kingdom
?! Don’t you remember, Kisara!”
What… this person
even knows my former name and the era I lived in…
This person knows my past with Lord Set—!
"Are you trying to say that my meeting with Lord Seth was a mistake?!"
"Ah, exactly! Don't you understand?! If you hadn't appeared there, Aknadi and Seth wouldn't have
betrayed the Pharaoh, and the Pharaoh, the Dark High Priest, and Seth wouldn't have had such a devastating war
!"
"What...!?"
How could this be...? How is it possible...!?
My power, in that battle, was clearly helping Lord Seth...
"The white dragon power possessing you fueled Aknadi's ambition to 'make his son king'! Seth
's love for you surpassed his loyalty to the Pharaoh! Your power made Aknadi the Dark High Priest, and your
love turned Seth into a traitor! Kisara, do you still intend to ignore your sins?!"
"I...I..."
I was quite happy when I realized I was possessed by an elf.
This way, I could become Lord Seth's power and repay his kindness.
But does Lord Seth really need this power? If I hadn't met Lord Seth, would
this struggle, requiring such power, have even occurred?
—Was my meeting with Lord Seth… a mistake? It's
so hard…
The more I think about it, the more negative emotions surface… My head and chest feel so heavy…
'Women with white skin and blue eyes, unlike us, will bring disaster to this place!'
'Looking at that blue-eyed woman will bring curses!'
—Why do I have to think of those harsh accusations at a time like this…
But—
I—I brought disaster to Lord Seth…
My existence—has cursed Lord Seth's fate…
"No…! This is all fake…!"
I shook my head and cried out.
My eyes burned.
To avoid crossing my final line, I could only brace myself.
Lord Seth… please tell me…
what am I to you? Am I a plague? Is that why you tore me apart and abandoned me?
Lord Seth… Lord Seth…! My meaning and destiny…
'Then leave me to you!' "
Then—I finally remembered.
The day I first met Lord Seth, what he said to me—
'I will become a great man! For the country and my mother, I will
fight even for my father who died in the war!'
'So until then, remember my name well! And tell those who abused you back!' '
I am someone who was saved by Seth, someone whose existence has meaning! I gained the will to live from Seth!' '
I consider you an honor! So you should also consider me your pride!'
—Thank you… Lord Seth…
I will never feel frustrated again!
'It…is…it…!'
'What?'
I stared at Paradus, who was frowning, with tear-streaked eyes.
'My living is Lord Seth's pride, and it is an unwavering fact in my heart! Even if I am
hurt by anyone other than Lord Seth, I will not yield! So…'
'So?'
I took a breath.
Then, I expressed my will with confidence."
"I won't believe you, and I have no intention of assisting your actions!!"
Startled by my voice, Paradus wavered instantly.
—No problem…!
I can still fight on!
"It's astonishing, Kisara… to be able to bear such heavy sin and despair…"
"So, you already understand it's useless? I have to go save Lord Seth. Quickly release me…"
"Let it go." "
...There's no other way."
Paradus sighed.
I won...I finally won!
"I wanted to have another comrade, but there's no other way...You'll become my servant, just like the other elves
."
—Huh?
Before my eyes, where I couldn't hide my trembling, appeared the black and white mask that Paradus had initially worn.
"The 'sinful consciousness' of the person wearing this mask will keep increasing, but they won't commit suicide. After all, suicide
is just a side effect of the desire to 'live better'...Then, your ego will be
destroyed by this consciousness, and you'll only think about 'how to atone for your sins and be reborn.' What if I show you a way to atone for your sins
? Heh heh heh...You'll become my servant because of that."
He told me this terrifying truth with an evil smile.
My ego—will collapse?
Then, I'll become someone who is no longer myself?
"Then, put it on and see..."
"Ah, ahhh...!"
I knew my face had turned pale.
I want to run away...No...! But, if I don't persevere...!
"I...no matter what I encounter, I will never give in!"
I shouted my resolve, trembling.
Then...my face was covered by the Mask of Sin.
"Ugh...ugh!?"
No, I can't breathe!
Just putting on the mask felt like being submerged in water, making me close my eyes involuntarily.
In the unbearable discomfort of suffocation, a strong ringing in my ears blocked my hearing—
my consciousness was also imprisoned in darkness—
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——When she regained consciousness, she was so exhausted that she couldn't even understand why she had woken up.
A sharp pain shot through her head as if a foreign object had been inserted, her joints were immobilized, and her whole body felt
heavy, as if it were being sucked into the floor. She was still bound to the pillar by gravel, unable to even lie down.
(I was...put on a mask...)
Recalling the situation before she fainted, she didn't notice the mask.
Moreover, the current environment was different from before; as if corroded by sludge, the black and gray world transformed
into a chaotic vortex, almost making her think she still hadn't opened her eyes.
Then, the scenery immediately changed.
Like wriggling worms, black clumps of mud surged from the ground, transforming into three murky figures wielding long whips
.
"Ah... I see..."
Chisara braced herself for the whips that were about to be lashed out.
The next second, the black whip struck Chisara's shoulder, the murky blackness of the whip,
along with the pain of the lash, falling on her skin.
"Gurgle...!"
But she wouldn't give in, and the second and third lashes followed the same pattern.
"This level...!"
She had endured countless pains during her days of persecution.
Her fiery blue eyes could even glare back at the shadowy figures. As if sensing Kisara's strength, one of the shadowy figures gradually changed its appearance, transforming into 　　a black knight
clad in armor . However, the transformation didn't end there; instead, it gradually gained color, becoming short golden hair 　　and silver armor— 　　"...Dad, Dad...?" 　　It was the face of her father, who had lovingly raised and 　　taught her in their homeland before Kisara wandered to ancient Egypt five thousand years ago, the one who had survived the war but lost his life. 　　But those eyes were completely different from the clear ones that had taught her right from wrong. 　　Pupils filled with hatred and loathing... stared at his daughter. 　　"Eek!?" 　　That blow made Kisara clearly waver. 　　However, as if aware of her own strength, she quickly tried to calm down. 　　"This... imposter...!" 　　She desperately told herself that the thing in front of her, identical to her father, was the enemy. 　　But, before her, there was more than one such 'enemy. 　　' "Huh—?" 　　The second shadowy figure also began to change. 　　A captivating feminine figure, skin as white as Kisara's, long hair… 　　that was only natural. 　　Because 'she' was the one who raised Kisara… the one who gave birth to her. 　　"…Mom, Mom…?" 　　She looked at her father and her mother, who always smiled at her and resembled her mother almost identically except for her hair color. 　　But that smile was lost when she was killed by thieves while protecting her. 　　And now, this mother was looking at her… with eyes filled with jealousy. 　　"Ugh… Ahhhhh!!" 　　The torture inflicted by her parents. 　　The cruel process brutally tore apart Kisara's mental defenses. 　　"These imposters! Stop! Stop!" 　　She verbally resisted, trying to treat the torture as a mere illusion. 　　However, her composure had vanished; though her gaze remained fixed on the enemy, it became 　　a facade to hold back her tears. 　　Then… a third figure appeared, becoming the messenger who would push her to her end. 　　From the moment her parents appeared, she had a premonition; yet, she never wanted it to become a reality 　　. 　　That intellectual air unique to those of superior beings, those sincere blue eyes that could face anything with all their might, that 　　face she so deeply loved—no matter how much she grew, no matter how many times she reincarnated, she could never forget… 　　“Seth, my lord…” 　　Except for those eyes filled with murky despair, the appearance of the shadowy incarnation 　　was identical to the Seth that Kisara loved most. 　　'His' actions were the same as the other shadows, except that he raised his long, black whip to strike her. 　　“Ah…no…no…!”

Even so, it plunged Kisara into a profound panic, as if she were witnessing death itself, causing her to frantically shake
her head, the only free part of her body.
No.
Perhaps death would be even better.
Because one death would be enough to end it all.
Even as the strong, invincible, and strongest 'White Dragon/Blue-Eyes White Dragon,' she was still just
a girl deeply in love with one man; even if they couldn't be together, she longed to be by his side forever.
So, even if it was just an illusion—that one blow was enough to shatter her defenses.
"Ugh—Aaaaaaah—!!"
A high-pitched scream pierced the air.
Tears of despair fell to the ground.
Her father, mother, and the man she loved were torturing Kisara together.
"Stop! Please stop! It's too late! I can't hold on any longer! It's not going to work! It's going to break! It's going to
break—!"
Even her words of refusal turned into a plea to her enemies.
To end this hell, she uttered the 'answer.'
"I'm sorry! Please forgive me!!"
Tears streamed down her face like a waterfall, mingling with her cries. Her 'parents' and 'Selt' stopped
what they were doing.
"Ugh... Ugh... Huh...?"
Kisara, who hadn't expected the torture to end, was stunned.
What pulled her back to reality was the cruel whipping and the black mud covering her body.
"Ugh... Guh...!"
However, she understood why.
She no longer had the willpower to stop her instincts.
"I... I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Confessing her guilt.
Words of admitting her sins could stop the torture... her conditioned reflex was now established.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Ugh... Ahh!"
But it wasn't that simple.
The shadows showed no mercy to her, who could only repeat the same lines over and over.
With each repetition, the effect of "I'm sorry" seemed to weaken, and it could no longer stop the whipping.
So she tried to utter the humble phrase, "I'm truly sorry," and the whipping did indeed
stop briefly; however, as the number of blows increased, the phrase lost its effectiveness.
Finally, Kisara understood.
"I'm really... so sorry..."
Her weak voice slowly rose amidst the storm of black whipping.
"I'm so sorry for fighting for someone like me..."
"I'm so sorry for making you die protecting someone like me..."
"I'm so sorry for letting you encounter someone like me..."
"I'm so sorry that someone like me is even alive...!"
Kisara acknowledged the grave sins of her past and her very existence.
The flogging of punishment stopped.
And she knew that this was only temporary mercy.
"Ah..."
The time for atonement came again, continuing as if it would never end.
The sin of destroying things can be atoned through repair, the sin of stealing things can be atoned through return; but
the sins of being born, the sins of living in this world, cannot be atoned even in death.
Bearing a grave sin that can never be atoned means accepting eternal punishment.
This cruel declaration plunged Kisara's heart into the abyss of despair.
(Who will...save me...?)
The one who once saved her had become the condemner.
Therefore, the one who could save Kisara was no longer relevant.
...Except for, that person.
"Kisara, I ask you again. Do you wish to atone for your grave sins? For this, are you willing to offer your
life and soul?"
Paradus.
Although his figure could not be seen, the owner of this voice was the very one who had created this situation.
However, for Kisara at this moment, such things were no longer important.
"—With..." "
Hmm? Did you say something?"
Her life hung by a thread.
Even if she would be devoured by poisonous spiders, even if she were discarded like a tool,
compared to the sweet bait of 'escaping this hell,' it was all trivial.
"Yes! I offer it all to you! My body, my soul, my glory, my life, my power
, even my spirit and my future—I offer it all to you! So please save me! Guide
me, this person without consciousness, without value, burdened with sin, ignorant and ugly, to
a future of redemption!!"
Struck into the abyss of despair, she was then given a hook called hope.
In that immense fall, Kisara descended into uncontrollable 　　madness, her personality crumbling;
no longer able to call herself the strongest white dragon, she had succumbed to the depravity of a beastly female, merely repeating her tragic wish like an animal 　　.
Paradus , seemingly 　　satisfied
, decided to reward this new servant.
＊　　... 　　Upon confirmation, the mud at her feet stirred violently. 　　As if alive, it crawled towards Kisara's feet. 　　"Ugh...? Ugh...!" 　　she gasped. 　　The sensation of being caressed by fingers startled her. As if 　　expanding, the mud gathering at Kisara's feet was more than the black grime clinging to her body; as it expanded 　　, the mud grew larger than the bathtub, yet it didn't overflow, but instead rippled irregularly as if harboring a lurking 　　monster.

Of course, this wasn't because the mud lurked with monsters.
"This is... a slime?"
As a spirit of dueling monsters, she naturally knew the name of this kind of monster, but Kisara had never been
this close to them before.
Normally, she would have burned them to ashes with her Destruction Light before they even got close, but in
this obviously abnormal situation, the jet-black slime boldly wrapped around her legs.
"Eek?!"
Kisara cried out, feeling as if she had been soaked in ice water.
It didn't bring her any comfort; the slime simply slowly climbed up her slender waist, up her
full breasts, up her alluring collarbone... slowly covering her entire body.
"Ugh... um...!"
Letting out a few soft moans, knowing that this was the beginning of her path to redemption, Kisara accepted the slime's caresses
.
Except for her cheeks, Kisara's snow-white skin was completely covered by the black mud, and the process was
moving towards the next stage.
As if something had been pressed onto her body, a part of the slime's body formed three tentacles, tightly adhering
to Kisara's "holes"... her navel, anus, and vulva.
"Ah..."
Kisara quickly realized its intention and what was about to happen.
She would be "remodeled" like this.
"Hmm... please... come... and reshape me...?"
"That won't do."
"!?"
Paradus, who had only been observing Kisara's interaction with the slime, suddenly gave her a command.
"Kisara, you are destined to become an instrument for destroying Duel Monsters. Make your request with the tone an instrument should have
."
Facing the now crazed and degenerated Kisara, Paradus ruthlessly rejected her, desiring
her to sink to the lowly status of an instrument—also known as a humanoid or a toilet.
However, Kisara did not waver. In the instant she degenerated into a beast, it no longer 　　mattered
how low she had fallen, no matter how powerful she had become . 　　"Yes... Lord Paradus... I am... your tool... 　　It is my honor to be modified, so that you can make good use of this lowly tool... The pleasure brought by being modified... I 　　will express it fully... So... hurry... quickly modify me... save me!!" 　　However, her voice still trembled uncontrollably, for several reasons. 　　First, the anxiety from enduring the grave sins of Musou; second, the anticipation of the coming pleasure; and third 　　, the sense of transgression when thinking of 'that person'. 　　But whatever the reason, her cries were enough to satisfy Paradus. 　　"Alright... then be reborn, Kisara... become [Sin Blue-Eyes White Dragon]!" " 　　Ugh—Aaaaaaahhhhhh—!!" 　　With his command, the slime's three tentacles pierced through Kisara's body— 　　"So good! This, so good!" 　　The tentacle inserted into her navel went straight into her blood vessels, its dark pulse revealing bulging flesh. 　　The tentacle inserted into her vagina rubbed against fold after fold of flesh, invading her uterus, causing her slender abdomen 　　to swell as if carrying a new life. 　　The tentacle inserted into her anus became nutrients, merging into her body and becoming one with her healthy flesh. 　　As proof, her proud, beautiful silver hair gradually turned black, as if corroded by a potent poison. 　　A drastic change that would terrify a normal person was not so for her, who had already gone mad. 　　"So good! So good! More, give me more! Defile Kisara, 　　destroy the White Spirit Dragon, and the Blue Eyes! Defile them all! Drag them all to depravity... Let this sinful being... 　　disappear!!" 　　Kisara screamed with a dazed expression, deeply feeling the sensation of her body and mind being simultaneously eroded. 　　(Ah... it's ending... this me, is going to be transformed... corrupted... I...) 　　The last remaining fragment of rationality—which could also be called another side of Kisara—realized this fact 　　, but it was already too late. 　　At the same time, the blissful scenes that had appeared in her dreams flashed through her mind. 　　Walking alongside Seto to protect the nation, as the White Dragon— 　　supporting the young Pharaoh, as the Queen— 　　guiding Seto to victory, as the strongest dragon— 　　becoming the young president's right-hand woman, as a beloved wife— 　　(How...beautiful...) 　　If these fantasies were to become reality, the two of them would surely live a happy and fulfilling life... This thought 　　made her heart waver for a moment. 　　However, fantasies are ultimately just fantasies. 　　The food on the table in her drawing could not possibly surpass the meat bait before her eyes. 　　(I'm sorry...Lord Seto...I'm such an idiot for indulging in such delusions...I, burdened with great sins, am 　　not qualified to dream such dreams... Rather than pursuing an impossible dream, I would rather cleanse my sins...and gain 　　redemption...) 　　Body, mind, honor, life, power, soul, even the future, she had already abandoned them all. 　　After abandoning everything, she was taken in by Paradus, and her corrupted body and mind thus reached 　　the pinnacle of pleasure on their own, uttering a beautiful voice. 　　"Ah! So wonderful! Lord Paradus—!!" 　　Reaching climax from the slime's intrusion, the black fluid gushing from her vagina was as 　　violent as ejaculation; in the instant before losing consciousness, reason regained control, granting her a fleeting 　　moment of freedom to moan softly. 　　(Ah…even so…) 　　Even in this state of depravity, even now, tormented to the point where her soul felt as if it were being torn in two, she still 　　hadn't relinquished that thing. 　　Those were Kisara's last words. 　　"…I…love…you…Ser…Te…Lord…"

With her last words, Kisara's body collapsed forward... into the black slime.
Then, accompanied by the sound of churning liquid, her body sank into the dark abyss...
********************
—Upon waking, Kisara found herself back in the black and white room.
"How are you feeling, Kisara..."
Hearing Paradus's voice, she regained consciousness and looked up at the man. Her
once clear azure eyes had turned a murky black, as if stained by mud, and the tear stains at the corners of her eyes
had transformed into black tattoos.
The pure and noble girl was no more.
"It hurts...it's so tragic...Lord Paradus..."
Each breath felt like an inability to breathe.
Feeling her heart pounding, she felt a deep unease, a sense of unworthiness for her sinful existence.
She wanted to be saved.
For that, she would do anything.
"This is because you cannot bear your sins. Come, Kisara. Come and settle your sins...
Destroy the Duel Monster..."
Kisara nodded without hesitation.
"I understand... Lord Paradus... But... I have a request..."
Paradus frowned.
He couldn't help but be wary of the possibility of his own survival.
However, this worry was in vain.
"I want... to kill Set..."
"--Why?"
"To live... is a sinful... painful, and tragic thing... So... I want to
end it myself... to save my beloved... Lord Set..."
Kisara's empty eyes lost focus, yet she still firmly expressed her love.
"Please... you..."
Faced with her like this, Paradus simply—
"Goo goo goo... Hahahahaha!!"
He laughed heartily, praising her.
"Interesting! Very interesting, Kisara! Even tainted in every way, even having lost yourself, you still held onto
your love for Seto! Very well—I'll grant you that wish.
If the Duel Monster is destroyed, Seto Kaiba won't be safe either… After my grand plan is complete, you can finish him off yourself
!"
"Very…thank you…"
"Well…it's time to add them to my deck."
Paradus showed her two blank cards.
Even with the light flowing before her eyes, Kisara just stared blankly at them.
"Hehehe…finally got them, Sin Blue-Eyes and Blue-Eyes White Dragon!"
The light dissipated, and Kisara's figure disappeared as well.
In its place appeared 'four' cards in Paradus's hand.
"—Oh my?"
Paradus only wanted Sin Blue-Eyes and the original Blue-Eyes White Dragon; however, two
cards appeared that he hadn't expected.
One was the Guardian Dragon of All Things, whose name was—Blue-Eyes Silver Dragon.
One card depicted a queen who rode a white dragon and accompanied her king—Blue-Eyes Maiden.
It was a card materialized from Kisara's dream in her final moments before her fall into darkness.
Paradus placed the two cards into his deck… into the pocket beside him.
"It's a shame to discard them… and I can't let Kisara find out. I'll keep them for now."
—And so, Paradus obtained the power of Sin Blue-Eyes.
He would enhance his fighting strength, then use it to erase Pegasus's existence, wiping Duel Monsters from the stage of history
; even if it meant traversing different timelines, his future would not change.
"I'm one step closer to the moment my grand plan is complete…!"
As black flames ignited, Paradus vanished from the room.
A battle transcending time and space, a battle that would determine the future, was about to begin…
[fin]

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