The plane cruised at an altitude of ten thousand meters. A woman in a pink business suit stood in the cabin, flanked on both sides by bodyguards in black suits.
A young man with a heroic air lounged in his seat, one leg crossed, squinting as he toyed with a Medallion engraved with the letters "GX."
"GeneX Duel Tournament, huh. Sounds like it could be pretty fun."
He put the Medallion down, picked up a deck, and fanned through it with a quick sweep of his gaze.
"They say top players from around the world will be competing. If that’s the case, I’m sure there will be some interesting folks, right?"
The woman in pink smiled. "But no matter who they are, there’s no one who can stand against His Highness Prince Ojin, First Prince of the Kingdom of Misgarth, the strongest duelist."
Prince Ojin burst into hearty laughter.
"Well, that’s true enough. With the absolute power of a one-turn kill, even pros can be buried in an instant. Those mediocre duelists don’t stand a chance."
He paused, narrowed his eyes, and thought for a moment.
"But speaking of which... Duel Academy—the legendary ’King’ might show up too, right?"
The woman beside him froze for a second, then considered it.
"In theory, all Duel Academy students will participate, so the King shouldn’t be an exception. But I heard the Duel King is currently swamped with affairs and very busy. He hasn’t been participating much in the academy’s internal activities lately, so I’m not sure..."
"I see."
Prince Ojin mused, then let out a small chuckle.
"Well, I actually hope he does enter. My one-turn kill versus the new King of the dueling world—which is stronger... Let me find out."
...
At that moment, on Duel Academy Island, the GX Tournament was in full swing.
Scenes like this could be seen all over the island.
Student A: "My turn, draw! I set three cards to my back row and end my turn!"
Student B: "NANI—you actually set three back row? Fine, then I’ll use this card—Spell Card ’Delinquent Duo’! Pay 1000 Life Points, randomly discard one card from your opponent’s hand, then your opponent chooses and discards another card!"
Student A, aghast: "You jerk, using such a filthy tactic!"
Student B: "You set three back row on turn one and you think you get to judge me?"
"..."
Elsewhere, with Misawa.
Student C: "I set five cards to my back row and end my turn!"
"Five set back row?" Bastion Misawa remained unruffled. "No problem. I attack directly with ’Litmus Doom Swordsman’! While there’s a face-up Trap on the field, Litmus Doom Swordsman’s ATK becomes 3000!"
"Attacking regardless of my set cards? Too reckless, Misawa!" Student C laughed smugly. "Activate Trap ’Sakuretsu Armor’! Destroy the attacking monster!"
"Unfortunately," Misawa smiled, "Litmus Doom Swordsman is unaffected by Trap effects."
"NANI!?" Student C’s face paled.
What kind of underworld hitman is this!?
"Uwaaahhhh!!!"
Student C went down instantly. The doom swordsman’s blade fell; a silver GX Medallion spun into the air and landed steadily in Misawa’s hand.
Another Medallion won.
Misawa looked at the five Medallions he’d already collected so soon after the start of the tournament and couldn’t help but smile at the pleasant heft of the silver.
What a delightful duel.
Just as his calculations predicted, Litmus Doom Swordsman—unaffected by Traps—was practically a divine weapon in the current Duel Academy meta. Nine out of ten opponents opened with half their hand as traps; Litmus was like a cat dropped into a mouse den.

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