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ᴍᴀʀɪᴋ ɪꜱʜᴛᴀʀ ([personal profile] thetombkeeper) wrote in [community profile] victory_road 2022-12-06 03:20 pm (UTC)

[Marik yells at being grabbed but is quickly silenced when the memories start pouring in, the Runerigus tightening his grip on him. All he can do is stare in horror as bits and pieces of Bakura's life play before his eyes. Chen's too tired to properly attack and can only watch helplessly as his beloved trainer is shown such intense visions.

Both good and bad memories. The screams, the fires, the death, the destruction. The look of innocence and wonderment in Bakura's eyes, turned scared and then numb by the events unfolding before him. The horrors of the acts committed in the name of the Pharaoh. The false sense of justice that's subjected on to the people, so many wronged. How they preach that it's for the good of the people and the next moment their very souls taken from their very body.

The stone tablets are Shadow Magic, absorbing a person's being. The Millennium Items were created from 99 sacrificed people. Melting them into the gold. Everyone in the village was slaughtered - and Bakura was the very last one. It's enough to make him want to vomit.

To call upon the power of a dark God in order to defeat an incoming army, only to then sacrifice their own people, and then think that they could just seal the evil away when they were done with it?

At least in his case, the atrocious acts he committed weren't disguised behind some sense of false justice. He never once said he wanted the God Cards or the Pharaoh's power to make the world a better place. He wanted them for himself. There was no delusion there besides what he himself was capable of doing.

That dark power though. The being itself. Zorc... Never has he seen such a terrifying entity. Even if he's not there in person, the residual energies from the memory are able to leak through. Despite the familiar, intoxicating sensation, Marik's body is seized by sheer terror.

Everything in his life has been a twisted lie. His duty as a tomb keeper, protecting the hint to unlocking the noble nameless Pharaoh's identity, guarding the Millennium Rod. The very item they used to pull people's souls and entrap them on to tablets they essentially used for practice. All of the pain and suffering he went through as a child. What his siblings went through.

Not knowing any of the truth... and rolling over on to his back like the obedient dog of a servant he is in the end.

Marik screams and the memories stop. If it hadn't of been for Atem banishing his other personality to the Shadow Realm, this would have brought him forth. Instead the tomb keeper can only go limp in the Runerigus's grasp, his mind overworked to the point of falling unconscious for a bit. Rage, sadness, betrayal, confusion, disgust. He can't focus his thoughts, his emotions.

The stone tablet pokémon gives out a laugh similar to Bakura's and lets the teen go, Marik falling to the ground stomach first. Chen scrambles to perch himself on his back so he isn't crushed. The blonde lies there for what feels like an eternity before twitching slightly and craning his neck to look up at the Ring Spirit but he says nothing, still unable to properly think straight, the light in his eyes completely gone now.

The Yamask weakly calls out to Bakura. He's not sure what that will accomplish but Marik needs help...!]

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