Yami Bakura
The Empress Judge's eyes grew wide at this powerful, intimidating aura that rolled off of the Marshtomp. She battered the Pokemon with punches and kicks, when the Pokemon walloped her with a powerful two-handed attack. The Empress Judge gasped with pain, sliding across the floor of the chamber clutching her stomach. She looked to Marshtomp with fury in her eyes. Weakened and damaged, but not defeated yet.
The warrior monster aimed a powerful kick at the pillar next to her, but the stone merely cracked instead of shattering like she had tried to do.
"Running, running. Well, you can't run forever." Yami Bakura called out to Nephthys. The Spellbinding Circle continued flying across the room until it struck the far wall, and exploded into pixels.
The Goddess of Whim's eyes blinked with confusion as she was surrounded by a film of blue light.
"Face it my dear, you are in over your head-"
Unable to react in time, the Goddess of Whim was flung violently into the wall and exploded into a burst of pixels. Yami Bakura's eyes went wide, and he stared down at Sans in confusion.
Nephthys focused her energies, trying to call forth another monster. One of Raptor's deck. As she focused, something did appear. A ghostly human faded into existence near her. A strong Egyptian man, dressed in white robes. He wore a gold headpiece, armbands, and pauldrons. His purple eyes looked to Nepthys, and he nodded. He was ghostly, translucent.
"What?! YOU?!" Yami Bakura snarled. He pointed to the Egyptian. "It's not possible! The Millennium Ring has rejected you! It is mine, and mine alone! You have no power here!"
The spirit held forth his arm, revealing a golden, winged duel disk like the one Nephthys wore. He placed his arm under Nephthys, and two more wings appeared on Nephthys' duel disk. Two more sections for her to summon monsters.
To Temperature's surprise, Raptor went on the offense! It howled in surprise as Raptor jumped on him, biting and thrashing. The face on the sun darkened, and it leaned closer to attack Raptor once more.
There was a flash of light! The floor of the chamber shook, and two loud roars echoed. Roars that Rex would be very familiar with. In a blur of purple, Ray & Temperature were both destroyed, burst to pixels! And there, standing before Raptor, was one of his favorite monsters. Two-Headed King Rex! The massive dinosaur monster let out a triumphant roar at the defeat of its opponents.
Yami Bakura winced as Ray & Temperature's destruction at the hand of another Duel Monster.
"It is simply more tricks." Yami Bakura said. "But no amount of allies will be able to save you."
Drawing another card from his deck, Yami Bakura placed two more cards on his duel disk.
"I activate the spell card, Fusion Sword Murasame Blade. It equips to my Empress Judge, powering her up. Now stop messing around, and destroy that little monster!" The Dark Spirit barked at his warrior monster. A strange curved sword flew through the air, and landed in Empress Judge's hand. Strange tendrils grew from the blade, fusing the weapon to Empress Judge's hand Empowered by dark energy, she rushed towards Marshtomp once more and attempted to cut him down with a powerful slash!
Meanwhile, before the dark spirit, a whirlpool of dark energy began to form. Yami Bakura chuckled, leaning on his throne.
"It has been fun, but now I suppose it it time for the true final boss to reveal itself. Come forth! Dark Ruler Ha Des!"
A massive cloaked figure slowly rose from the dark vortex. Its skin was sickly green, and the clothes were terrible and ghastly robes decorated with skulls and pained faces. It cackled, holding a goblet of wine in one hand. Yami Bakura gestured carelessly to Nephthys and Sans.
"Destroy them."
The Dark Ruler pointed to Nephthys, and fired a powerful beam of magical energy at the Gardevoir!
~
The true Bakura sat in the safe room, staring at the stone bricks that were over the door. It had been some time since Nephthys had left. Since then, he had tried to sink back into that trance that he was in before. But he just couldn't. No matter how hard he tried. Swallowing nervously, he looked back to the room.
He had a terrible feeling that something was wrong.
Unable to sit still any longer, Bakura got up and walked to the door. He apprehensively put his hand to the bricks, and just like with Nephthys, Marshtomp, and Tenderness, his hand simply phased through. Bakura rubbed his hand nervously. Was this really the best idea?
Shaking his head, he stepped through the wall and into the labyrinth.
The teen rubbed his arms at the sudden cold, dank air. Was this place... all in his mind? This dark, menacing labyrinth? The rooms all around were empty, with signs of sprung traps all about. And past the large, open door... There was the sounds of fighting.
Bakura pushed onwards.
He ran up the stairs, taking them two by two. Finally reaching the top, he stared with shock at the battle unfolding in the chamber. Nephthys and the blue creature, and... Rex Raptor? And a skeleton? All facing off against... him?!
"What... what is going on?!"
~
Back in the real world, 808 placed her paws under Bakura's nose. The teen coughed and groaned. His eyes fluttered open, and he shifted slightly. However, his eyes had a dull, faraway look in them, as if he was still in a trance.
"What is... going... on?" Bakura whispered, staring blankly.
Dagr
The Princess's grin grew as Rinku talked about his past fights. It sounded like he was having a lot more fun now, which was awesome! And suddenly the little brat was off. He ran to talk to another contestant, the warrior Dart. The guy that was going to be his opponent. Dagr slowly walked up behind Rinku, watching their conversation and leaning on her ax.
As the conversation went on, Dagr began to catch on to what Rinku was doing. Or at least, what he was trying to do. Dart, being the pure bean he was, was responding to Rinku's questions with excitement and cheerfulness and somehow avoiding critical topics. It became harder and harder for Dagr to keep a straight face with Rinku trying to shmooze up to this guy. The Princess bit her lip, before finally turning away and trying to disguise her laughter as coughing.
Clearing her throat, she turned her attention back to Rinku and Dart.
"Ahem. Well, Ice Rink. Have fun in your next match, huh?" Dagr said. She pat Rinku on the head as she walked past, then paused as she stood next to Dart.
"Hey, Darty." Dagr said, and pointed to Rinku. "The kiddo's telling the truth about being a little baby wimpy guy. I faced him in the first round, in the doubles round. His partner, this shark devil guy called Beam, did all the work while he was running around and freaking out! Honestly, I have no clue on how he managed to get so far in the tournament. Talk about having the luck of the gods, am I right?"
She gave Rinku a teasing wink, then waved to the pair and walked out of the building.
"Ciao!"
Back in the plaza, she looked over the fighters and the others. That was right! The trio that won the previous tournament were still here! Warlock all but forgotten, Dagr ran over to Gunvolt, Master Chief, and Reala.
"Hi!" Dagr said to the trio. She looked to each of them with excitement. "So you guys won the previous tournaments, huh? That's so cool! What were your coolest fights? Did you have the chance to compete in this tournament too? What are your worlds like? What type of powers do you have?"
Eitri
The Sage looked from Zed to Masaru suspiciously. Glancing to the eye of Grim Brokkr once more, the sage appeared to let the subject go. She shrugged.
"My apologies." Eitri said to Zed. "I thought I felt... well, I suppose it was nothing. I am glad to see you, in truth. Both of you."
Ótr remained seated, watching Zed suspiciously. Byleth on the other hand, remained standing. Her expression remained blank and emotionless, and she regarded Zed for a moment before looking to Spamton and Magolor, then slowly scanned the nearby area.
Eitri gestured to the two people with her.
"Zed, Masaru. May I introduce my two companions. Prince Ótr of Niðavellir, and Miss Byleth Eisner of Fódlan." Eitri said. The two merely nodded to Zed and Masaru.
"As for after you perished, there was more fighting of course. The barrier began to close in on those who remained. But thanks to my brilliant mind, and a bit of trickery, I was able to have nearly everyone attack the barrier and break it open. From there, we escaped. It was a difficult attempted, and honestly I cannot remember all of it exactly. I know I managed to escape with Leon. I believe Kirby also managed to escape, with someone else." Eitri chuckled and looked to Zed. "For a while during the escape, I was partnered up with you actually. You were killed when a blast of lightning struck you. Belowski, Omega, both of them killed as well..."
Her mood seemed to sour, but only for a moment.
"But evidently, they weren't killed. Because if the two of you are standing before me now, it stands to reason that the others are out there somewhere as well." Eitri said. Her grin grew.
"I've saved the most interesting thing for last, however." Eitri said. "Upon finally escaping the barrier, our little 'Exodus Crew' found ourselves floating in a black void. And inside this black void, there was a message."
Eitri paused for dramatic effect. She closed her eyes, and put a hand to the side of her head.
"Error 12-684 Game Crash. Why are you seeing this issue? <- Entity or entities no longer present in combat area have not confirmed killed. If you wish to restart the game, contact yourself, Master Hand." Eitri said, reciting the message from memory. She opened her eyes, and grinned to Zed and Masaru. "The lone clue that was left behind. And following that clue has led me here. The same Master Hand that has created this tournament was also the one behind that death game."
