Those who say a Pharaoh is blessed is a damn liar. Atem felt like life was getting a kick out of tormenting him. Dying at a young age, having the world placed on his shoulders, the death of his father. NOW it got even worse by being forced to spend his life in the body of someone he loved. No one would understand how this felt. To be betrayed by a close friend, to lose someone he cared about most dear.
Killing a room full of people would not bring Yuugi back. There was no possible way he knew of that would ever bring her back from Anubis. She..was gone. And he had to live his life knowing this. Feeling the grip on his wrist, Atem stared at Heba. Unsure if killing him would even make everything better. He had already killed plenty of people already..what was one more going to hurt?
No. He couldn’t bring himself to kill a close friend. Even if he had betrayed him..even if he was the cause of this. Atem couldn’t do it.
Atem sighed. Shaking his head as he tore his wrist away from his touch, dropping the knife onto the stone flooring. Was his soft heart returning to him or was it because of Yuugi? No, it couldn’t have been because of Yuugi. She was gone.
“I won’t kill you.” The voice making her cringe. It was even hard to speak because all he could think about was her. If Yuugi was here, she would have been traumatized to see her own body covered in blood, but it was just Atem now. “I can’t..” Tears began to well in the Pharaoh’s eyes as she gripped the front of Heba’s shirt, getting down on his knees before him.
It wasn’t often the Pharaoh would cry..but right now all Atem could feel was anguish and pain. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. Yuugi was supposed to still be here! He was supposed to be in the after life. He was meant to be dead..
“I..I can’t live like this.” The male tried to breathe, pain striking his lungs. He must’ve looked pathetic..using his new body to only cry. Did he feel remorse for what he did? No, of course not. But he felt so guilty for taking Yuugi’s place in her life.
“You don't kneel in front of me Atem, and you shouldn't cry either. Both are a sign of weakness and neither will bring Yugi back.” If Atem wasn't going to kill him then he'd make the man hate him, by simply telling the cold truth of the situation. He had nothing left to lose and at the very least maybe hearing the truth would snap the man into something of a mental state where they could do something about what happened.
He took the others hands and untangled them from his shirt, dropping the bodies limbs back to their current owner before walking away. Heba knelt in front of the body of the man who appeared to be the leader and felt over the mans pockets, finding a small little black book covered in what was probably the mans own blood. Atem really did a number on these people.
“A soul evicted from it's own body would probably just end up either wandering or taken by Anubis to the after life.” If they brought them back then there had to be a chance that they could find Yugi, right?
There had to be an answer, he refused to believe that there was no answer and solution here because they didn't kill Yugi they just kicked her out of her own body, right? He flipped the book open and scanned through the things written in it, not quite understanding what he was looking at but at least recognizing the runes that were carved into his own body—and now Atem's, or Yugi's?
Standing back up he turned to look over at the Pharaoh. “Come on, we have to get out of here, staying in here isn't going to solve anything Atem and it certainly isn't going to help Yugi.”
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