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Yeah' date=' I'm usually active during the summer, I've got all day to post. Plus I'm eager to get 6 star.

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Am I one of the few who doesn't care about a Sixth star?

 

So am I. I posted around 200 yesturday.

 

Looks like I am.

 

 

Also, would either of you mind proofreading that story I mentioned. It's terribad in dialogue, but it was sort of interesting to an extent. If you can't tell, I'm not confident in it.

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PM it to me. I'm not good at proofreading, but I'm good with stories. I got a great score on my The Final Journey story. I just wish people would comment about it.

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Post it or a link and I'd be happy to.

 

I guess I'll post it here. I haven't posted it on the site yet' date=' with Crab still roaming around.

 

 

[spoiler=Prologue']

It started with a simple trading card game. No one thought it would spread like it did, but it went global in almost no time at all. It started innocently enough. A simple game that people could enjoy playing. It spread, the maker made tons of money, and everything was running smoothly. Of course, people would use the card games for their own purposes. Eventually, a completely different company created a disk that projected holograms of the cards. They, unsurprisingly, called it a 'Duel Disk’. Then, people learned that they could infuse the cards with horrible power. Some of the cards would kill the loser. Other cards would imprison their souls. A select few would even harness energy, and create actual, living monsters. Eventually, the world was going insane with fear. Those who left their house were often confronted by a group known as the ‘Dark Honor’. People were running, many abandoned their homes, and who can blame them? If you stayed, you were likely to be captured, tortured, and killed. This group enjoyed it, and the only way to break free of them was to beat them in this trading card game. Duel Monsters had ruined the world, and the only way to fix it was to break this group apart. So many have tried, and none have succeeded. Now, they are deemed ‘unbeatable’, but there is still a small group determined to beat them, and win their freedom back. Will they succeed? They doubt it, but they aren’t going to stop trying. Anything is better then the life they currently lead. Slowly, the Dark Honors were swarming cities, and burning them to the ground. Only the cities that they controlled were left untouched, and those were few and far between. They raid, and then they burn. They duel to kill now. No longer is walking safe, at any time.

 

 

 

 

Amos had been hiding in the small closet for hours. Great, another raid by the Dark Honors. He didn’t have his Duel Disk with him, and he couldn’t just barge out and attack. That would never work, they bring the cards to life. One second and I would be dead. Amos listened for the sound of the footsteps to trail away, and he opened the door. I’m lucky they weren’t smart enough to check in there. He opened the door, and made his way out of the cramped space into a rather large bedroom, well at least at one time. Now the room was half filled with the remains of a collapsed ceiling and the furniture consisted of a mat, a small table, and a briefcase that Amos kept any of his spare cards in.

 

“How did I know?” A strange figure stepped into Amos’s sight, and was classified as swanky instantly. Instead of a regular Dark Honor outfit, which consisted of a simple black robe with a brown triangle on it, he was wearing a French suit, and had a Duel Disk upon his arm.. “I thought you would leave the closet, but I didn’t expect you to do it so quickly.” He walked to the nearby night stand, and picked up a photo that had been placed on it. “This is yours, correct?”

 

“Yes, now, put it down and leave. You have no business here.” Amos reached into his pocket where his Duel Monsters cards were kept. A duel is something I would rather avoid, but it doesn’t seem like I will be able to. He withdrew his cards, and waited to see what the man would do.

 

“Oh?” the figure seemed to have set the photo down, but instead had placed it in the pocket of his suit, and walked over to Amos. “Why would you show your cards? You know very well what group I am part of. Even worse for you, I am one of the Exterminators. I am meant to duel and kill anyone not on our side. You shouldn’t have shown those cards.” He activated his disk, walked away from Amos, and then he turned back around. “Are you ready?”

 

“No, I am not. I don’t have my Duel Disk.” As he said this, the man threw him a disk that was shaped like a boomerang. Everything else about the said disk was normal. “How did you get my disk?”

 

“Easy, it was in your dining room. Leaving it there wasn’t a good idea. Anyway, I never introduced myself. I am Furion, the leading Exterminator. Now, let’s talk a little. I have heard that you are quite a well known duelist. You beat a rather large amount of our troupes, and yet, if you joined us, you could, at least by what I have heard, easily be one of the commanders. I have to know why you refuse.”

 

Maybe he’s right. I would be much better off with them... Amos rarely thought as such, but with the current state of the world, people could easily be corrupted and persuaded to join them. “Why? You kill, commit arson, and taint governments. That’s not what I believe in...” He placed his Duel Disk on his arms, and activated it. Now, let’s start.”

 

Furion put his deck into the Duel Disk, and drew his five cards. “I can’t believe you wish to just run into this fight blindly. Only a true fool would do that. Draw!” Furion placed the new card in his hand, and set a card in the back row of the disk. “I activate Terraforming. It allows me to add a Field Spell card from my deck to my hand, and I choose The Seal of Orichalcos.” He searched his deck, and added the card to his hand. “Now, to make sure you don’t destroy the card, I activate it!” A small tray was opened, and he placed the card into it. As the tray slid back into the desk, a green light started to glow, and then a circle of green light appeared. As the light expanded, a star slowly become visible, and then clear as day. “How do you like it? It’s been much improved since the last attempt to use it. Now, I summon Hades Servant - Fillion (Attack: 1600, Defense: 1300), and when it is summoned, I select one card on the field. If it’s removed from the field, I take five-hundred damage. Too bad that won’t happen, I select The Seal of Orichalcos. Also, thanks to my Seal, my Servant gets another five-hundred attack. I set one card face-down, and I end my turn.”

 

“Fine.” Amos drew his card, and didn’t bother to look at it. He already had a plan in mind. “I summon, Gravekeeper’s Assailant. Now, I activate the Continuous Spell Card, Gravekeeper’s Valley. Now, Gravekeeper monsters that normally only get their effects when Necrovalley is on the Field instead get them all the time, and at the low cost of two hundred Life Points per Standby Phase. Now, I set a card face down, and I attack, go my Assailant, activate your effect!” As the figure clouded in what seemed to be darkness, but in actuality was just an overly large robe, snuck up upon Fillion, he vanished and a facedown card was instead shown in his place. “What?” He looked to Furion’s field, and noticed that the facedown card was now faceup. It showed a rather large book with hieroglyphs on it.

 

“I activated my facedown card, Book of Moon. Instead of letting the attack get through, and switch my monster into defense position thus destroying it, I activated this little card. It switches any monster on the Field into facedown defense position, thus ending your attack. Anything else you wish to do?” Amos shook his head, and Furion drew another card. “Very well.” He looked down at his hand, and placed another card facedown on the field. “I switch Fillion to attack position, and summon Hades Servant - Rolen (Attack: 1900, Defense 100).” A light green haired woman clothed in a blue dress arose to the Field. Then a long staff appeared in front of her. It had many intricate designs up and down the handle. At the top, a large crescent moon resided. “Now her effect activates. I flip one Spell or Trap card on the Field faceup, and if it’s a Spell it is destroyed. However, if it’s a Trap, I take five hundred damage and it’s flipped back facedown. Now, let’s see your facedown card!” As he declared his target, Amos’s card flipped face up. “Mirror Force. Well then, I take the five hundred damage, and you keep your card.” As he finished speaking, he placed another card in his back row, and it materialized onto the Field. “I end.”

 

Furion’s Life Points: 7500

Amos’s Life Points: 8000

 

Great, he knows that Mirror Force is my facedown. If only he charged blindly into it. Amos picked up the next card from his deck, and set a monster facedown. “Now I have to pay the two hundred Life Points to keep my Spell on the field. I Flip Summon my Assailant.” The figure in the overly large robe emerged again, and withdrew two rather oddly shaped daggers. “Now attack my Assailant, and turn his Rolen into defense position.” Rolen stooped down, and Assailant disappeared into the shadows, while re-emerging behind Rolen. It stabbed him in the back with a single dagger, and he vanished. “And now, I set one card facedown. Your turn.”

 

Furion drew his card and quickly added it to his hand. “You will lose soon enough. I activate my Trap Card, Compulsory Evacuation Device. Now, your facedown monster is returning to your hand. Now, I activate Heavy Storm, and good bye Gravekeeper’s Valley and Mirror Force.” He smiled, and placed another card onto the disk, “I summon Neo-Spacian Grand Mole. Now, Attack my Mole. Before damage is applied though, both cards go back to our hands. Prepare for a direct attack now! Fillion! Go, Sneaky Ninja Notemaster attack!” Fillion rushed to the side, jumped, and landed behind Amos. Then she struck him multiple times in the rib cage, and retreated to Furion’s side of the Field. “I set a card, and end my turn.”

 

Furion’s Life Points: 7500

Amos’s Life Points: 5700

 

Amos had fallen when he had been stuck, and he didn’t understand why. Wait, could this guy be harnessing duel energy to bring his monsters to life? No, no that’s just stupid. He can’t do that. He picked his hand up, and drew another card. “I am setting a monster face down, and activating my Spell, Allure of Darkness! I get to draw two cards, as long as I remove from play a Dark monster. If I don’t, my entire hand goes to the grave.” He drew his two cards, and showed a card with the picture of a tomato sticking its tongue out. “I remove my Mystic Tomato from play. Next, I activate the effect of my Gravekeeper’s Commandment! I send him to the grave to add a Necrovalley to my hand.” He placed the card in his grave, and added a Necrovalley to his hand. “However, that’s not why I sent him there. I activate Double Summon! Now, say hello to Gravekeeper’s Guard. Now, I activate Magical Dimension, I send Guard to the grave, and bring out Gravekeeper’s Visionary, and at the same time destroy your monster.” As he said this, Guard was enveloped in a box, which chains proceed to wrap around and drag into the ground. Visionary then rose from the depths of the grave and sat down upon his seat, and watched as Fillion struggled against the chains that were binding her and dragging her to her doom. “Now, I activate Card Destruction. You should know what this does.” Both of them sent their hands to the grave and drew new cards. Three for Amos, and one for Furion. “And now, I have four Keeper’s in my graveyard, and Visionary gains two hundred attack for each one, bringing him up to twenty-eight hundred!” Visionary glowed with a blue aura, but only for a short moment. “I am not done there though. I activate Solidarity! Now, since all the monsters in my graveyard are Spellcasters, all Spellcasters I control gain eight hundred attack, so Visionary now has thirty-six hundred attack. Visionary, attack his Life Points directly!” Visionary stood from his seat and held his staff out, charged a orb of black magic, and launched it directly at Furion. “I am done.”

 

Furion’s Life Points: 3900

Amos’s Life Points: 5700

 

“Well, you are much better then I expected, but it’s time to stop this duel.” He drew his card and smiled.

 

“Why do you say that? My Visionary is stronger then anything you could summon in this turn.”

 

“Maybe so, but I don’t need a monster for this. I activate Megamorph, and equip it to your Visionary. This doubles his attack to fifty-six hundred. Now, I activate the last card in my hand, Ookazi! Thus you take eight hundred damage. Now, I end this by activating Ring of Destruction! I target your Visionary, and now, it blows up and we lose attack to it’s current attack! It’s over.”

 

“I activate his effect! I discard a Gravekeeper so he isn’t destroyed!”

 

“It doesn’t matter, we still take the damage.” Visionary was then equipped with the Ring, but it didn’t last long. The grenades strapped against it exploded, but Visionary was left standing. Both players took damage equal to Visionary’s attack, and the duel ended. “Lucky for you, The Seal doesn’t take a soul when the duel is a draw.” Furion then walked out of the room, left the building, and wasn’t seen by any bystanders. In the meantime, Amos had fainted, and was all alone in the room. I didn’t have the right to take his cards. I should have won, but I had no options.

 

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[spoiler=Prologue]

It started with a simple trading card game. No one thought it would spread like it did, but it went global in almost no time at all. It started innocently enough. A simple game that people could enjoy playing. It spread, the maker made tons of money, and everything was running smoothly. Of course, people would use the card games for their own purposes. Eventually, a completely different company created a disk that projected holograms of the cards. They, unsurprisingly, called it a 'Duel Disk’. Then, people learned that they could infuse the cards with horrible power. Some of the cards would kill the loser. Other cards would imprison their souls. A select few would even harness energy, and create actual, living monsters. Eventually, the world was going insane with fear. Those who left their house were often confronted by a group known as the ‘Dark Honor’. People were running, many abandoned their homes, and who can blame them? If you stayed, you were likely to be captured, tortured, and killed. This group enjoyed it, and the only way to break free of them was to beat them in this trading card game. Duel Monsters had ruined the world, and the only way to fix it was to break this group apart. So many have tried, and none have succeeded. Now, they are deemed ‘unbeatable’, but there is still a small group determined to beat them, and win their freedom back. Will they succeed? They doubt it, but they aren’t going to stop trying. Anything is better then the life they currently lead. Slowly, the Dark Honors were swarming cities, and burning them to the ground. Only the cities that they controlled were left untouched, and those were few and far between. They raid, and then they burn. They duel to kill now. No longer is walking safe, at any time.

 

 

[spoiler=Chapter 1]

 

Amos had been hiding in the small closet for hours. Great, another raid by the Dark Honors. He didn’t have his Duel Disk with him, and he couldn’t just barge out and attack. That would never work, they bring the cards to life. One second and I would be dead. Amos listened for the sound of the footsteps to trail away, and he opened the door. I’m lucky they weren’t smart enough to check in there. He opened the door, and made his way out of the cramped space into a rather large bedroom, well at least at one time. Now the room was half filled with the remains of a collapsed ceiling and the furniture consisted of a mat, a small table, and a briefcase that Amos kept any of his spare cards in.

 

“How did I know?” A strange figure stepped into Amos’s sight, and was classified as swanky instantly. Instead of a regular Dark Honor outfit, which consisted of a simple black robe with a brown triangle on it, he was wearing a French suit, and had a Duel Disk upon his arm.. “I thought you would leave the closet, but I didn’t expect you to do it so quickly.” He walked to the nearby night stand, and picked up a photo that had been placed on it. “This is yours, correct?”

 

“Yes, now, put it down and leave. You have no business here.” Amos reached into his pocket where his Duel Monsters cards were kept. A duel is something I would rather avoid, but it doesn’t seem like I will be able to. He withdrew his cards, and waited to see what the man would do.

 

“Oh?” the figure seemed to have set the photo down, but instead had placed it in the pocket of his suit, and walked over to Amos. “Why would you show your cards? You know very well what group I am part of. Even worse for you, I am one of the Exterminators. I am meant to duel and kill anyone not on our side. You shouldn’t have shown those cards.” He activated his disk, walked away from Amos, and then he turned back around. “Are you ready?”

 

“No, I am not. I don’t have my Duel Disk.” As he said this, the man threw him a disk that was shaped like a boomerang. Everything else about the said disk was normal. “How did you get my disk?”

 

“Easy, it was in your dining room. Leaving it there wasn’t a good idea. Anyway, I never introduced myself. I am Furion, the leading Exterminator. Now, let’s talk a little. I have heard that you are quite a well known duelist. You beat a rather large amount of our troupes, and yet, if you joined us, you could, at least by what I have heard, easily be one of the commanders. I have to know why you refuse.”

 

Maybe he’s right. I would be much better off with them... Amos rarely thought as such, but with the current state of the world, people could easily be corrupted and persuaded to join them. “Why? You kill, commit arson, and taint governments. That’s not what I believe in...” He placed his Duel Disk on his arms, and activated it. Now, let’s start.”

 

Furion put his deck into the Duel Disk, and drew his five cards. “I can’t believe you wish to just run into this fight blindly. Only a true fool would do that. Draw!” Furion placed the new card in his hand, and set a card in the back

 

 

I'll see what I can do. A little visit to Works can do wonders.

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[spoiler=Prologue]

It started with a simple trading card game. No one thought it would spread like it did' date=' but it went global in almost no time at all. It started innocently enough. A simple game that people could enjoy playing. It spread, the maker made tons of money, and everything was running smoothly. Of course, people would use the card games for their own purposes. Eventually, a completely different company created a disk that projected holograms of the cards. They, unsurprisingly, called it a 'Duel Disk’. Then, people learned that they could infuse the cards with horrible power. Some of the cards would kill the loser. Other cards would imprison their souls. A select few would even harness energy, and create actual, living monsters. Eventually, the world was going insane with fear. Those who left their house were often confronted by a group known as the ‘Dark Honor’. People were running, many abandoned their homes, and who can blame them? If you stayed, you were likely to be captured, tortured, and killed. This group enjoyed it, and the only way to break free of them was to beat them in this trading card game. Duel Monsters had ruined the world, and the only way to fix it was to break this group apart. So many have tried, and none have succeeded. Now, they are deemed ‘unbeatable’, but there is still a small group determined to beat them, and win their freedom back. Will they succeed? They doubt it, but they aren’t going to stop trying. Anything is better then the life they currently lead. Slowly, the Dark Honors were swarming cities, and burning them to the ground. Only the cities that they controlled were left untouched, and those were few and far between. They raid, and then they burn. They duel to kill now. No longer is walking safe, at any time.

 

 

[spoiler=Chapter 1']

 

Amos had been hiding in the small closet for hours. Great, another raid by the Dark Honors. He didn’t have his Duel Disk with him, and he couldn’t just barge out and attack. That would never work, they bring the cards to life. One second and I would be dead. Amos listened for the sound of the footsteps to trail away, and he opened the door. I’m lucky they weren’t smart enough to check in there. He opened the door, and made his way out of the cramped space into a rather large bedroom, well at least at one time. Now the room was half filled with the remains of a collapsed ceiling and the furniture consisted of a mat, a small table, and a briefcase that Amos kept any of his spare cards in.

 

“How did I know?” A strange figure stepped into Amos’s sight, and was classified as swanky instantly. Instead of a regular Dark Honor outfit, which consisted of a simple black robe with a brown triangle on it, he was wearing a French suit, and had a Duel Disk upon his arm.. “I thought you would leave the closet, but I didn’t expect you to do it so quickly.” He walked to the nearby night stand, and picked up a photo that had been placed on it. “This is yours, correct?”

 

“Yes, now, put it down and leave. You have no business here.” Amos reached into his pocket where his Duel Monsters cards were kept. A duel is something I would rather avoid, but it doesn’t seem like I will be able to. He withdrew his cards, and waited to see what the man would do.

 

“Oh?” the figure seemed to have set the photo down, but instead had placed it in the pocket of his suit, and walked over to Amos. “Why would you show your cards? You know very well what group I am part of. Even worse for you, I am one of the Exterminators. I am meant to duel and kill anyone not on our side. You shouldn’t have shown those cards.” He activated his disk, walked away from Amos, and then he turned back around. “Are you ready?”

 

“No, I am not. I don’t have my Duel Disk.” As he said this, the man threw him a disk that was shaped like a boomerang. Everything else about the said disk was normal. “How did you get my disk?”

 

“Easy, it was in your dining room. Leaving it there wasn’t a good idea. Anyway, I never introduced myself. I am Furion, the leading Exterminator. Now, let’s talk a little. I have heard that you are quite a well known duelist. You beat a rather large amount of our troupes, and yet, if you joined us, you could, at least by what I have heard, easily be one of the commanders. I have to know why you refuse.”

 

Maybe he’s right. I would be much better off with them... Amos rarely thought as such, but with the current state of the world, people could easily be corrupted and persuaded to join them. “Why? You kill, commit arson, and taint governments. That’s not what I believe in...” He placed his Duel Disk on his arms, and activated it. Now, let’s start.”

 

Furion put his deck into the Duel Disk, and drew his five cards. “I can’t believe you wish to just run into this fight blindly. Only a true fool would do that. Draw!” Furion placed the new card in his hand, and set a card in the back

 

 

I'll see what I can do. A little visit to Works can do wonders.

 

You might want to recheck the spoiler. Not everything in Chapter 1 was posted. It is now.

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[spoiler=Prologue]

It started with a simple trading card game. No one thought it would spread like it did, but it went global in almost no time at all. It started innocently enough. A simple game that people could enjoy playing where ever they go. It spread, the maker made tons of money, and everything was running smoothly. Of course, people would use the card games for their own purposes. Eventually, a completely different company created a disk that projected holograms of the cards. They, unsurprisingly, called it a 'Duel Disk’. Then, people learned that they could infuse the cards with horrible power. Some of the cards would kill the loser. Other cards would imprison their souls. A select few would even harness energy, and create actual, living monsters. Eventually, the world was going insane with fear. Those who left their house were often confronted by a group known as the ‘Dark Honor’. People were running away. Many abandoned their homes, and who can blame them? If you stayed, you were likely to be captured, tortured, and killed. This group enjoyed it, and the only way to break free of them was to beat them in this trading card game. Duel Monsters had ruined the world, and the only way to fix it was to break this group apart. So many have tried, and none have succeeded. Now, they are deemed ‘unbeatable’, but there is still a small group determined to beat them, and win their freedom back. Will they succeed? They doubt it, but they aren’t going to stop trying. Anything is better then the life they currently lead. Slowly, the Dark Honors were swarming cities, and burning them to the ground. Only the cities that they controlled were left untouched, and those were few and far between. They raid, and then they burn. They duel to kill now. No longer is walking safe, at any time.

 

 

 

 

Amos had been hiding in the small closet for hours. Great, another raid by the Dark Honors. He didn’t have his Duel Disk with him, and he couldn’t just barge out and attack. That would never work; they bring the cards to life. One second and I would be dead. Amos listened for the sound of the footsteps to trail away, and he opened the door. I’m lucky they weren’t smart enough to check in there. He opened the door, and made his way out of the cramped space into a rather large bedroom, well at least at one time. Now the room was half filled with the remains of a collapsed ceiling and the furniture consisted of a mat, a small table, and a briefcase that Amos kept any of his spare cards in.

 

“How did I know?” A strange figure stepped into Amos’s sight, and was classified as swanky instantly. Instead of a regular Dark Honor outfit, which consisted of a simple black robe with a brown triangle on it, he was wearing a French suit, and had a Duel Disk upon his arm. “I thought you would leave the closet, but I didn’t expect you to do it so quickly.” He walked to the nearby night stand, and picked up a photo that had been placed on it. “This is yours, correct?”

 

“Yes, now, put it down and leave. You have no business here.” Amos reached into his pocket where his Duel Monsters cards were kept. A duel is something I would rather avoid, but it doesn’t seem like I will be able to. He withdrew his cards, and waited to see what the man would do.

 

“Oh?” the figure seemed to have set the photo down, but instead had placed it in the pocket of his suit, and walked over to Amos. “Why would you show your cards? You know very well what group I am part of. Even worse for you, I am one of the Exterminators. I am meant to duel and kill anyone not on our side. You shouldn’t have shown those cards.” He activated his disk, walked away from Amos, and then he turned back around. “Are you ready?”

 

“No, I am not. I don’t have my Duel Disk.” As he said this, the man threw him a disk that was shaped like a boomerang. Everything else about the said disk was normal. “How did you get my disk?”

 

“Easy, it was in your dining room. Leaving it there wasn’t a good idea. Anyway, I never introduced myself. I am Furion, the leading Exterminator. Now, let’s talk a little. I have heard that you are quite a well known duelist. You beat a rather large amount of our troupes, and yet, if you joined us, you could, at least by what I have heard, easily be one of the commanders. I have to know why you refuse.”

 

Maybe he’s right. I would be much better off with them... Amos rarely thought as such, but with the current state of the world, people could easily be corrupted and persuaded to join them. “Why? You kill, commit arson, and taint governments. That’s not what I believe in...” He placed his Duel Disk on his arms, and activated it. Now, let’s start.”

 

Furion put his deck into the Duel Disk, and drew his five cards. “I can’t believe you wish to just run into this fight blindly. Only a true fool would do that. Draw!” Furion placed the new card in his hand, and set a card in the back row of the disk. “I activate Terraforming. It allows me to add a Field Spell card from my deck to my hand, and I choose The Seal of Orichalcos.” He searched his deck, and added the card to his hand. “Now, to make sure you don’t destroy the card, I activate it!” A small tray was opened, and he placed the card into it. As the tray slid back into the desk, a green light started to glow, and then a circle of green light appeared. As the light expanded, a star slowly become visible, and then clear as day. “How do you like it? It’s been much improved since the last attempt to use it. Now, I summon Hades Servant - Fillion (Attack: 1600, Defense: 1300), and when it is summoned, I select one card on the field. If it’s removed from the field, I lose 500 Life Points. Too bad that won’t happen. I select The Seal of Orichalcos. Also, thanks to my Seal, my Servant gets another 500 Attack Points. I set one card face-down, and I end my turn.”

 

“Fine.” Amos drew his card, and didn’t bother to look at it. He already had a plan in mind. “I summon, Gravekeeper’s Assailant. Now, I activate the Continuous Spell Card, Gravekeeper’s Valley. Now, Gravekeeper monsters that normally only get their effects when Necrovalley is on the Field instead get them all the time, and at the low cost of two hundred Life Points per Standby Phase. Now, I set a card face down, and I attack, go my Assailant, and activate your effect!” As the figure clouded in what seemed to be darkness, but in actuality was just an overly large robe, snuck up upon Fillion, he vanished and a facedown card was instead shown in his place. “What?” He looked to Furion’s field, and noticed that the facedown card was now facing up. It showed a rather large book with hieroglyphs on it.

 

“I activated my facedown card, Book of Moon. Instead of letting the attack get through, and switch my monster into defense position thus destroying it, I activated this little card. It switches any monster on the Field into facedown defense position, thus ending your attack. Anything else you wish to do?” Amos shook his head, and Furion drew another card. “Very well.” He looked down at his hand, and placed another card facedown on the field. “I switch Fillion to attack position, and summon Hades Servant - Rolen (Attack: 1900, Defense 100).” A light green haired woman clothed in a blue dress arose to the Field. Then a long staff appeared in front of her. It had many intricate designs up and down the handle. At the top, a large crescent moon resided. “Now her effect activates. I flip one Spell or Trap card on the Field face up, and if it’s a Spell it is destroyed. However, if it’s a Trap, I lose 500 Life Points and its flipped back facedown. Now, let’s see your facedown card!” As he declared his target, Amos’s card flipped face up. “Mirror Force. Well then, I lose 500 Life Points, and you keep your card.” As he finished speaking, he placed another card in his back row, and it materialized onto the Field. “I end.”

 

Furion’s Life Points: 7500

Amos’s Life Points: 8000

 

Great, he knows that Mirror Force is my facedown. If only he charged blindly into it. Amos picked up the next card from his deck, and set a monster facedown. “Now I have to pay the two hundred Life Points to keep my Spell on the field. I Flip Summon my Assailant.” The figure in the overly large robe emerged again, and withdrew two rather oddly shaped daggers. “Now attack my Assailant, and turn his Rolen into defense position.” Rolen stooped down, and Assailant disappeared into the shadows, while re-emerging behind Rolen. It stabbed him in the back with a single dagger, and he vanished. “And now, I set one card facedown. Your turn.”

 

Furion drew his card and quickly added it to his hand. “You will lose soon enough. I activate my Trap Card, Compulsory Evacuation Device. Now, your facedown monster is returning to your hand. Now, I activate Heavy Storm, and good bye Gravekeeper’s Valley and Mirror Force.” He smiled, and placed another card onto the disk, “I summon Neo-Spacian Grand Mole. Now, Attack my Mole. Before damage is applied though, both cards go back to our hands. Prepare for a direct attack now! Fillion! Go, Sneaky Ninja Notemaster attack!” Fillion rushed to the side, jumped, and landed behind Amos. Then she struck him multiple times in the rib cage, and retreated to Furion’s side of the Field. “I set a card, and end my turn.”

 

Furion’s Life Points: 7500

Amos’s Life Points: 5700

 

Amos had fallen when he had been stuck, and he didn’t understand why. Wait, could this guy be harnessing duel energy to bring his monsters to life? No, no that’s just stupid. He can’t do that. He picked his hand up, and drew another card. “I am setting a monster face down, and activating my Spell, Allure of Darkness! I get to draw two cards, as long as I remove from play a Dark monster. If I don’t, my entire hand goes to the grave.” He drew his two cards, and showed a card with the picture of a tomato sticking its tongue out. “I remove my Mystic Tomato from play. Next, I activate the effect of my Gravekeeper’s Commandment! I send him to the grave to add a Necrovalley to my hand.” He placed the card in his grave, and added a Necrovalley to his hand. “However, that’s not why I sent him there. I activate Double Summon! Now, say hello to Gravekeeper’s Guard. Now, I activate Magical Dimension, I send Guard to the grave, and bring out Gravekeeper’s Visionary, and at the same time destroy your monster.” As he said this, Guard was enveloped in a box, which chains proceed to wrap around and drag into the ground. Visionary then rose from the depths of the grave and sat down upon his seat, and watched as Fillion struggled against the chains that were binding her and dragging her to her doom. “Now, I activate Card Destruction. You should know what this does.” Both of them sent their hands to the grave and drew new cards. Three for Amos, and one for Furion. “And now, I have four Keeper’s in my graveyard, and Visionary gains two hundred attack for each one, bringing him up to twenty-eight hundred!” Visionary glowed with a blue aura, but only for a short moment. “I am not done there though. I activate Solidarity! Now, since all the monsters in my graveyard are Spellcasters, all Spellcasters I control gain eight hundred Attack Points, so Visionary now has thirty-six hundred Attack Points. Visionary, attack his Life Points directly!” Visionary stood from his seat and held his staff out, charged an orb of black magic, and launched it directly at Furion. “I am done.”

 

Furion’s Life Points: 3900

Amos’s Life Points: 5700

 

“Well, you are much better then I expected, but it’s time to stop this duel.” He drew his card and smiled.

 

“Why do you say that? My Visionary is stronger then anything you could summon in this turn.”

 

“Maybe so, but I don’t need a monster for this. I activate Megamorph, and equip it to your Visionary. This doubles his attack to fifty-six hundred. Now, I activate the last card in my hand, Ookazi! Thus you lose 800 Life Points. Now, I end this by activating Ring of Destruction! I target your Visionary, and now, it blows up and we lose attack to its current attack! It’s over.”

 

“I activate his effect! I discard a Gravekeeper so he isn’t destroyed!”

 

“It doesn’t matter, we still take the damage.” Visionary was then equipped with the Ring, but it didn’t last long. The grenades strapped against it exploded, but Visionary was left standing. Both players took damage equal to Visionary’s attack, and the duel ended. “Lucky for you, The Seal doesn’t take a soul when the duel is a draw.” Furion then walked out of the room, left the building, and wasn’t seen by any bystanders. In the meantime, Amos had fainted, and was all alone in the room. I didn’t have the right to take his cards. I should have won, but I had no options.

 

 

 

Done!

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