Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 528

Chapter 528: Chapter 528: Just an Ordinary Human

"WRRRRRRRRRY!!!"

David roared in unwilling fury.

Powerless rage.

Why?

He could take pride even in the agony of Shadow Duels, he feared not even death—so why was he still feeling such fury, such despair, such helplessness?

This was also the first time in his life he realized—

—there exists a kind of duel in this world ten times darker than a Shadow Duel!

By comparison, all the pain he’d thought he’d inflicted on opponents in Shadow Duels—all the darkness he’d believed drove them to despair—suddenly felt childish.

All that real damage, all that physical torment... It felt dull all at once—simply the lowest tier of methods.

True, deep, terrifying darkness should be like this man’s. Stripping your opponent of their right to duel within a Shadow Duel, making them hold a full hand yet be unable to act, forced only to listen as the countdown to death closes in bit by bit, to watch themselves step by step fall into the abyss of ruin...

"This is what it means to be a King..."

David collapsed to his knees, and just before his gaze went unfocused, he spoke with difficulty.

At the very end of his life, he felt he’d grasped the true essence of darkness: a duel that torments both body and mind—a truly terrifying duel.

Unfortunately, his enlightenment came too late. He would have no chance to put it into practice.

Darkness erupted from within him. The twisted black miasma briefly took on something like facial features again, its eyes glaring at him, full of vexation.

"Again."

It was Tragoedia’s voice.

"Why is it always you?"

"What on earth are you—no, what are you, exactly?"

"As you can see, merely an ordinary human," Kira said. "Just a passing duelist."

Tragoedia: "..."

Do you hear yourself?

Even we pure lords of darkness think you’re a little too dark, and you’ve still got the face to call yourself an ordinary human?

Who’d buy that?

"If you won’t say, fine. I wasn’t interested in your origins anyway," Tragoedia hissed. "But why do you obstruct me? Why do you oppose me?"

"Funny, that’s what I want to ask you. Why do you keep circling around me?"

Kira said.

"Me? Circling around you?"

Tragoedia nearly laughed from anger.

"You think I like you or something?"

"If not for those damned priests, their white-winged spirit, and Feather of Ma’at being here, why would I bother coming to this broken island?"

He cursed as he spoke, clearly frustrated.

Kira’s heart stirred.

The white-winged spirit. Feather of Ma’at...

He quickly made the connection. He seemed to understand.

"So that’s it. You came for those two spirits?" Kira smiled slightly. "That’s unfortunate. Looks like you won’t be getting your hands on those two cards."

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