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[align=center]Yu-Gi-Oh! Road To Glory ~ Fan Fiction

 

Welcome YCM! I've always planned to make a Fan-Fic but, I never really got it started. This is my 1st ever so please go easy on me.. The characters will be using cards created by myself & other members of the Forum..

 

Index:

 

Chapter 1: Cult of Rapture (This Post)

 

 

[introduction]

I am Andrew Ryan and I am here to ask you a question:

Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his own brow?

No, says the man in Washington. It belongs to the poor.

No, says the man in the Vatican. It belongs to God.

No, says the man in Moscow. It belongs to everyone.

I rejected those answers. Instead, I chose something

different. I chose the impossible. I chose...

 

Rapture

 

 

 

Chapter 1!

New Charcters:

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Aloan Barber, Kobaar Harrison & Rare Hunter

 

[i do not own these sprites. I merely use them as an example of the likeness of my characters. I do not claim ownership of them.]

 

 

 

 

Chapter 1: Cult of Rapture

*Cough* *Cought* Oh what happened... Where am I Aloan said to himself. Aloan had just been on a plane that crashed right over the Atlantic Ocean. He drifted on to land... It was about 9:48 PM. I need to find a place to rest said, Aloan.. He saw a lighthouse on the island & began to run towards it. There were a flight of stairs leading downward. Aloan began to walk down the steps...

 

As Aloan walked down the step he saw a bathysphere. He didn't know what else to do so he got in suddently he began to to decend into the ocean.. Wow, What is this an underwater City, Paradise, Palace.. I'm so confused Aloan said. Then suddently the radio began to play..

 

I am Andrew Ryan and I am here to ask you a question:

Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his own brow?

No, says the man in Washington. It belongs to the poor.

No, says the man in the Vatican. It belongs to God.

No, says the man in Moscow. It belongs to everyone.

I rejected those answers. Instead, I chose something

different. I chose the impossible. I chose...

 

Rapture

 

A place where the weak could not contain contain the strong

A place where the greatest Duelist, Scientist, Reasercers could all live.. but, thi isn't how it should be...

 

The bathysphere rose into a building without water & stopped.. Aloan, Aloan, Aloan... Can your hear me? (Coming from the radio) Yes I can who are you & why am I here, Aloan said. My name is Kobaar & there's no time for questions.. I don't know how you survived that plane crash but, your in danger.. This city was built to be a palce but, it failed. It was based around the game called "Duel Monsters". Are you fimiliar with the game? Yes I have my deck right here said, Aloan. Good you'll need it.. Anyway our city got outta hand. Each time you won a match you'd get a doce of a liquid substance called "serum". It soon became a problem everyone wants it & everyone needs it. Without it everyone goes insane. Now everyone needs people to Duel.. Lose a match & you loose strenght. You need to be brave. Be ready to duel at all times. I'm gonna need you to meet me.. In the East Block... You'll need to be fast if you want to avoid Duelist. Alright said Aloan. Gosh how did I get stuck in this mess he said.

 

As Aloan walked out everything seemed fine.. the building looked very bad like somone had a frenzy there. Aloan continued to walk until a random person stopped him.. The man threw Aloan to the ground. Ah.. What was thaat for, Aloan said. Give me your serum!, the man said. It lokoked like Aloan would have to fight. He pulled out his Deck. "It's Time To Duel!"

 

[in Progress]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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