Do you like Yu-Gi-Oh even if it's like this?

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The heavy smell of bitterness and death climbs up my spine, and my feet are made of deep-rooted lies.

And among them, there is one and only one fact.

Bright and clear, it is neither the sun nor the moon, but just the correct North Star.

My mouth is stiff, but I still try in vain to convey:

(Want to play cards...)

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

(Want to play cards.)

"You're dying."

(I want to play cards! I want to play cards! I want to play cards!!! I want to play cards!!!!!!)

About the time of death, I was calling out the first desire in my mind like a child.

——Even if I get betrayed, I still want to play cards.

——Even if I’m bound by gravity, I still want to play cards.

——I just want to play cards!!! That's all!!!

Why did I go looking for dark games? Because I wanted to play novel cards.

Why do I want to be Haruka's teacher? Because I want to teach them about cards.

Why did I put up with La? Because I wanted to spend the last hour talking about my experience with the cards.

Yes, I just want to play cards - the tablature is right, I only care about myself and the cards.

Those pretending to be a teacher, those pretending to teach - I never care.

"You, what are you doing?! Are you crazy?!"

In Alice's terrified eyes, I roared in a silent world.

——【Dark Game·Sand Sea】

Yes, it can’t be steamed, it can’t be boiled, it can’t be washed, it can’t be walked through——

I am the sea of sand.

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…It felt good to breathe again.

"You...you can't do this, you can't..."

However, it seems that Alice is not in a good mood.

——This feeling of finally escaping from the harsh master's house, but being pulled back for the final execution...

"I thought I could walk away from the dark game - but someone told me I couldn't, and I just accepted that."

"Dark games can only be used to kill people", "Dark games are death games that cannot be escaped" - thoughts like these once occupied my mind.

Amidst countless corpses buried, I asserted one thing with my words, my actions, and the cards in my hand.

The one who finally asserted that "dark games can only be used to kill people" was... me.

I never really tried to escape from this heavy killing game, but just regarded it as a morbid hallucinogen.

A hallucinogen that escapes from a certain heavy gravity.

But no - it's not a hallucinogen, and I can stay away from it with attitude.

People can live without air, water, food, sleep, and nature... they can also live without darkness.

Dying is another matter - if you need to deny a huge desire, you can't do it without sacrificing your life.

"So... tell me, tell me you don't want to fight - I will admit defeat and end this game."

"..."

My statement seemed to disconnect her.

"--ha?"

Makes a disconnected sound.

"I said, if you refuse, you can leave."

I see—the corners of my mouth curled up, and the moment I said this, I understood the feeling behind what Deng said when we first met.

It is precisely because we transcend life and death that we can feel the "framework".

Just for a moment... Living outside of that framework gives you a moment to express yourself the way you prefer.

"… Are you kidding me?"

However, Alice's reaction was also very similar to mine.

"No matter whether the enemy is mainstream or super mainstream - you want me to give up without playing any cards?" 4

——Yes, the incarnations of the deck all have unimaginable self-esteem for the system they belong to.

"Don't be ridiculous! I have my own self-respect!"

...Well, I can't say something like someone with no self-respect would.

"But before that, I have one more thing to do..."

"?"

"Let me... sleep for a while."

"boom!"

From the space environment to the desert, it is too much for the average person's body to withstand.

We’ll discuss whether he wakes up or not.

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On the other side, outside the company.

"To sum up, we are arresting you, Mu Dongren."

——A familiar guy.

No matter how you look at it, that face is that of my former boss.

"I see. You also have a place for resurrection in the company."

——Although I haven’t thought about it carefully before, since intelligence personnel have the quota for resurrection, there is no reason why the intelligence personnel’s superiors would not have the quota.

"It's just a civil servant's benefit." Holding a cigarette in his mouth, the middle-aged man looked at Mu Dongren quietly with calm eyes.

An interesting guess is that he changed his face several times and came back to power, and was killed by Udumbara many times...

"Miss Mei - please go to Spider's house and bring the child in need here first."

Mu Dongren took out a cigarette from his sleeve like a magician and lit it for himself.

"Leave this to me - don't worry, don't worry about me, I'm very..."

"Hey! That woman has already run out the back door!"

"..."

Hua Zi's spark flickered for a moment.

Ultra mainstream shadows:

Chapter 223 91 I can finally face it frankly

“I hate unloved protagonists.”

"Who is the protagonist? Who gives the love? To what extent?"

"Look, you don't even question me at the root of it first."

"The idea of liking the protagonist of a mobile game is quite common - I can understand it."

The bandaged man stood on the top of a tall building, holding a mobile phone with a broken screen in his hand, scrolling through daily news and looking up at the sky from time to time - in the night, the full moon was shining high, but it could not pass through the curtain of city lights.

The priest sits beside Him, facing Upalma quietly.

“But even if people love each other, can they really avoid conflict?”

"If you're asking about this incident, then I won't apologize--"

"You don't need to apologize, Lian - I'm not harsh on anyone."

"..."

Udumbara touched the silver chain on his chest—it was a gift from God that suppressed his murderous intent.

Udumbara, who was usually arrogant and murderous, now seemed like a quiet ordinary person.

"I'm asking about your heart - Lian, you may not regret it, but are you really not surprised to see La do such a thing?"

"A sacrifice... a sacrifice, my god - even if I am surprised, so what?"

"Lian - We live for things beyond the framework, and surprise is a constant companion."

"Crack!"

——The cell phone was smashed.