Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Ryou the Emo Goth Kid ❯ Malik the Psycho ( Chapter 2 )

Malik the psycho

Was disturb and cold

With a thirst for blood and a darker self

And a Rod made out of gold

 

Malik the psycho

Was a schizo, some would say

His other self

Was mean and cruel

And he came to life one say

 

There must have been some magic

In that shiny Rod he had

Cause when Rishid was unconscious

Malik killed his dad

 

Malik the psycho

Wanted Pharaoh dead

Because of him

His life was grim

Least that's what Shadii said

 

Malik the psycho

Went after the God Cards

And with his group

Of Rare Hunters

That shouldn't be so hard

 

Down to Domino

With the Rod in his hand

He dueled around the streets of town

Saying beat me if you can

 

He sent duelist souls to the Shadow Realm

Until he reached Pharaoh

He only lost a moment when

The Pharaoh hollered “Go!”

 

Malik the psycho

Had to hurry on his way

But he waved good-bye

Saying don't you cry

I'll be back again someday.

 

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Look at Malik go
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