Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 1169

Chapter 1169: Chapter 1169: Second Chance

"Just like that... I lost..."

Sherry collapsed to her knees, face ashen.

She thought of her murdered parents, the years of humiliation and endurance.

Her entire life had been for revenge, pouring everything into that goal.

This defeat was like a denial of all her efforts, a reminder of her powerlessness, her insignificance.

She felt as if, in that instant, she’d become the helpless young girl again—watching tragedy unfold, family ruined, with nothing she could do but cry.

Suddenly, a dazzling light flared before her. She shielded her eyes.

When the light faded and she opened her eyes again, she was thunderstruck.

She saw the man in front of her—

That gentle expression she remembered, that familiar face, even every wrinkle just as she’d seen in dreams.

Tears sprang from Sherry’s eyes uncontrollably, her voice trembling:

"Father?"

She was desperate to rush forward and embrace him—her rational mind that knew her father was long gone almost vanishing.

But the "father" did not greet her warmly as before—his tone instead was cold and detached:

"No, what you see is simply the manifestation of your own deepest desires."

Sherry froze.

"Now do you understand?

What is it you truly want?"

Her "father" gave a sly smile.

"Is revenge really what you want? If, after revenge, you lose your purpose, what will you do then? If all you want is revenge, why is the image conjured by your heart not your enemies lying dead at your feet, but this?"

Sherry sat dumbfounded, tears streaming silently down her pale cheeks.

When she came to, her "father" had vanished—turned back into the hated white-haired man from Security.

"Miss Sherry!"

At this moment, Elsworth rushed forward, supporting Sherry in concern.

Sherry clenched her fists, her body trembling.

"Yes. What I truly want...

I want my father.

I want to feel those gentle hands once again.

What’s so wrong with that?!"

She lost control, roaring in anguish.

"But so what? No matter how badly I want it, my parents are dead, dead for so many years. None of this will ever come again.

Never. Never..."

Kira said quietly,

"That may not be impossible."

"What!?"

Sherry stared at him.

Was he kidding?

Did he mean he could dig the dead from the grave?

What was this, Duel Monsters with Monster Reborn?

She wanted to scold him for nonsense, but could not. She realized—a tiny hope really did remain in her heart.

So weak it could be snuffed by a breeze—but it existed, and at this moment, "Goodwin" had rekindled it.

She already understood from the duel: this man was out of the ordinary, power beyond anything she had ever known.

If anyone could break logic—it might be him.

She bit her lip, looked up, her gaze steely.

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