Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Numbly Fade to Black ❯ Fade to Black ( Chapter 2 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

"Numbly Fade to Black"

Disclaimer: Did you read the last chapter, the disclaimer is the same.

KB- This time the song is Fade to Black by Metalica. Ring any bells to the title? Well is should.

Saceria- Extremely dark, Character death.

Soffia- I believe my silly mistress forgot to mention the setting. The last chapter took place before Duelist Kingdom and this one takes p[lace when the gang is inside Pegasus' castle. AU

KB- I still don't like this style of writing.

Still Ryou's POV

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'Do you know where I am Yami? What I am doing? Do you know that I'm crying over you? I see now who you wanted me to be. But it's too late to change my hollow heart into the one you wanted it to be.'

Life it seems will fade away

Drifting further every day

Getting lost within myself

Nothing matters no one else

I have lost the will to live

Simply nothing more to give

There is nothing more for me

Need the end to set me free

'I've never felt the need to follow you. But now there is nothing more for me. I'm drifting further every day. The only way I can stop is to follow you. I need to follow you now.'

Things are not what they used to be

Missing one inside of me

Deathly lost, this can't be real

Cannot stand this hell I feel

Emptiness is filing me

To the point of agony

Growing darkness taking dawn

I was me, but now He's gone

'My being is empty with only half a soul. I was whole when you were with me but I didn't see it until too late. I need to follow you.'

No one but me can save myself, but it's too late

Now I can't think, think why I should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed

Death greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye

'I'm too lost to save myself, or turn this blade around. And as I think about it, I don't want to. It seems as if Yesterday was a nightmare that didn't really happen. Or so I want to tell myself. Death has always been a friend I didn't want to have, but I had you. You greet me warmly, I'm not afraid anymore.'