Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 638

Chương 638: Chapter 638: The Maze

By the third time he returned to where he started, Aster was sure—this was a maze.

He couldn't be certain it was aimed at him specifically, but he had undeniably walked into a trap. A maze in the dark, tangled walls hemming him in like layered shackles.

He tried feeling his way for a while, only to lose his bearings completely. His patience wore thin.

"Come on! Destiny HERO - Malicious!" 1

A Destiny HERO answered his summon and appeared. Aster swept his arm, and the HERO drove a fist into the wall beside them. Raw power punched straight through, leaving a gaping hole.

Aster stepped through.

"I don't know who you are, or if you can hear me. But if you think an ambush of this level can deal with me, that's naive."

Aster said, voice cool.

"This trick won't work. You can show yourself."

His words sank into the darkness like a stone into the sea. No reply.

"Fine." He shrugged. "Looks like I'll have to drag you out myself."

He gestured again. Malicious roared and punched through another wall. The maze wall was breached again.

Crude but effective—if you can't find a way out, make one. Keep opening holes in one direction and you'll get out eventually.

A sound plan.

But after he'd smashed through who knew how many walls and stepped forward again, he froze.

What he saw beyond was nothing like he expected.

It was a workshop.

A bespectacled man sat at a desk, working intently. A silver-haired boy leaned on the desk's edge, staring at what the man held with shining anticipation.

"Alright, how about this?"

The man with glasses smiled and passed the drawing board to the boy beside him. The child reached out with small hands, and as he saw the tall, handsome hero on the board, his eyes seemed to light up—

"Dad…?"

Aster couldn't help taking two steps forward, voice trembling.

That was his father. Stepping into this room felt like stepping into a memory from years ago. His father's smile was so vivid—he could even feel the thrill from his younger self when receiving a hero designed by his father's own hand—

"No."

He snapped back, forcing himself to pull free before he drowned in the past, shaking his head hard.

"This isn't real. It can't be."

Aster spun around. The wall he'd just punched through was whole again. No trace of any hole.

He quickly realized the maze wasn't so simple.

Either he was seeing illusions, and none of this was real, or the maze itself was some kind of supernatural construct, like the barrier of a Shadow Game.

If it were a Shadow Duel, the way out would be to defeat the one who cast it.

If it was some other kind of dark game, the rules could vary.

Like that time in DM when the Pharaoh played the maze of the heart with Shadi, holder of the Millennium Items—the solution was to find the one real room.

Of course, Shadi never did find the real room, because even the Pharaoh himself didn't know the answer at the time…

"Knights of Hanoi, is it? I don't know what this trick is, but you picked the wrong target."

Aster's voice was ice.

"You think a maze can trap me?"

"You think this would make me panic?"

"You don't know a thing. You have no idea what I've been through!"

Boom!

Malicious smashed another wall.

"I'll find the exit. I'll drag you out," Aster said loudly. "And you'd better not let me find anything to do with the Ultimate D card, or—"

He stepped into the next room, and his words died. His pupils contracted.

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