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[Genichiro, LP 0]
The final attack ended, taking away all his remaining life points, and the shadow duel he initiated, it also signified the true end of the duelist's life.
At this moment, he could not even feel the pain from the shock of the shadow duel.
Because he had already begun to lose all sensation in his body.
Just now, during the duel, he had boasted loudly, saying that being caught by him was the opponent's greatest misfortune.
Looking at it now, who was the unfortunate one?
That boy is strong, but the feeling he gives is completely different from the strong opponents I've faced before.
How should I put it... It's like, in his eyes, dueling means something completely different from everyone else.
This was also the first time in Genichiro's life that, after finishing a duel, such a thought occurred to him—
—Dueling is so hard.
Defeated, Genichiro collapsed to the ground, his body enveloped in a layer of golden light, then scattered into glowing particles and vanished.
Just like those who lost duels and died in the GX Other Dimension arc.
Kira sucked in a breath.
Good grief, shadow duels are dangerous. Losing and even having your ashes scattered is just too horrific.
Luckily, his skills were superior.
But, in his view, this guy's K-language comprehension (card effect reading) was barely beginner-level—how could someone this bad be a shadow duelist? It's a miracle he survived betting his life on duels.
No, that's not right.
Kira realized he was still thinking with his previous life's mindset.
He shouldn't see it that way. In this world, for duelists, top-decking is still more important, and reading card effects is just a bonus.
Yeah, this is a dangerous world, you can't relax for even a moment.
He had to collect more powerful cards and improve his strength—that's the real path.
For example, starting right now.
Kira stepped forward and picked up the duel disk that Genichiro had dropped.
Since the man was gone, his deck naturally became ownerless.
So Kira solemnly said, "That was a good duel. Rest in peace, bro. I'll inherit your deck and your will."
He pocketed the deck.
As he was leaving, he felt a chill down his spine, as if a cold wind blew past.
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Next morning.
Sunlight streamed through the gap in the curtains, casting a gentle glow on the room's floor. Kira groggily opened his heavy eyelids and tried to focus his blurry vision.
It looked like... a girl?
Silver hair fluttered, one hand holding a staff, the other covering her mouth, her spirit form half-phased into his body as she lay on the bed, bright eyes peeking at him, as if examining him.
But as soon as he opened his eyes, it was like a "!" popped above her head, and she immediately ducked back into the deck inside the duel disk leaning by the table.
Kira: "..."
After last night's first successful master-servant cooperation, Kira understood that the Silent Magician didn't mean to target him or refuse to acknowledge him as her master—she was just silent, that's all.
In other words, she's just a shut-in.
As the saying goes, like master like servant—if the player is antisocial, it makes sense for his spirit to be antisocial too.
In any case, she had helped out a lot in last night's skirmish. As expected, in the world of Yu-Gi-Oh, going out without an artifact or a spirit is just too dangerous.
He wasn't sure if it was just psychological, but during yesterday's life-or-death duel, he felt that with the Silent Magician in the deck, something about the duel felt different.
It was a hard-to-describe sensation. But every time he drew a card, he could faintly sense a kind of rhythm.
Before, his deck was just a tool for dueling, like his duel disk.
But in that match, for the first time, he had the illusion that the deck had come alive.
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