@sassaroh II Plotted Starter
He never considered he'd end up here so soon.
Opening his eyes, he could feel the sand beneath his body. Had his spirit unconsciously reached out for Atem in his dying breaths? Was that why he was here?
He shuddered and closed his eyes again for a moment, clenching his hands into fists. In his mind, he was reliving it, the man rushing out of the crowd at an interview with a knife--Yuugi had been too late, too careless to stop it.
By the time he had realized what was going on, his soul had already left his battered body.
He finally shifted and stood. He knew it was hot, but he couldn't feel the heat. Was this supposed to be some sort of paradise? Did he even deserve to be here?
He looked into the distance and saw...a palace.
He headed in that direction.