When Kira was young, he’d already thought Grandpa Solomon Muto was quite something.
From his first appearance, the old man seemed harmless, barely capable—serving mainly as the "Millennium Hostage" to drive the plot forward.
From episode one, he got pummeled into the hospital by Kaiba. He’d barely warmed the couch at home before Pegasus snatched his soul. You could say he was an NPC spanning the entire series. If DM stretched to over 200 episodes, at least a third of that was thanks to Grandpa—without exaggeration.
But think a little deeper and you realize Grandpa wasn’t simple at all.
Never mind that he shared his grandson’s Duel King-tier hairstyle. For starters, he casually gifted his grandson a present that turned out to be a 3,000-year-old world-saving super artifact—with a boss-tier king sealed inside.
Then, out of the four Blue-Eyes White Dragons in the entire world, this small-time card shop owner happened to have one—enough to make Seto Kaiba offer a whole crate of cards in trade.
And when Yugi took Grandpa’s deck to fight Kaiba, we found out Grandpa’s deck also hid the legendary godlike card, Exodia the Forbidden One—
Confirmed further in the Egypt arc: that wasn’t a coincidence. Grandpa was one of the reincarnated priests from 3,000 years ago, and back then Exodia’s spirit was his. The old man was once a big name who could go toe-to-toe with Zorc the Dark Master.
Of course, as the saying goes, peace is bliss. Grandpa Solomon no longer meddled in the world’s affairs. He just ran his card shop, made a little money, and enjoyed retirement.
"Haha, long time no see, Joey," Grandpa said warmly, serving tea. "How’s Mai?"
"Ahaha, same as always—doing fine."
"Same as always won’t do," Grandpa said earnestly. "When are you two getting married?"
Joey almost choked on his tea, coughing for a while without answering.
"So, this young man is the current Duel King," Solomon beamed, nodding repeatedly. "Truly a fine-looking lad."
"You mean he looks presentable," Joey muttered behind him.
Solomon blinked. "What was that?"
"Ahaha, nothing—I said the tea’s great."
Joey laughed dryly twice, took a big gulp, then changed the subject. "By the way, that guy Yugi—any news lately?"
"No," Solomon smiled. "Well, he’s training, in a manner of speaking."
"Eh? Mr. Yugi?" Jaden, curious about his idol, perked up. "Even Mr. Yugi needs training?"
"Hahaha, of course. People can always improve—even Yugi."
Solomon stroked his beard, smiling. "Yugi’s life still has a long road ahead. He’s traveling the world now, hoping to go even further."
"Hah, that guy never stops," Joey sighed.
"Indeed," Solomon looked out the window, momentarily distant, murmuring to himself, "After all, that child once said there’s a promise he must keep no matter what. Perhaps he still hasn’t walked out from under it..."
Joey fell silent.


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