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The Hourglass of Lost Souls

By: Mouko
folder Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 7
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Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Chapter 2

Down in the lair of bandit, Bakura sat snickering on the throne made of bones, and rested on skulls. His own group of young women, wearing even less material than the ones in the palace, with merely sandals and a skirt for their clothes, there were two that sat at either side of him, one on his lap rubbing his chest that was exposed from his robe, one at his feet simply hugging his leg, and one standing at his side who held a cup of a very rich wine.
He wasn’t paying too much attention to them as he usually would, but was more at the thought of ruining the Pharaoh once and for all. A simple pact with Set for revenge and Set also got to have the woman he loved for a night, regardless if she was with the Pharaoh. Who knew that a cousin of the all-powerful ruler would hate him so, to sleep with the Pharaoh’s wife to be? It didn’t matter with him, as long as that stupid King found out what his cousin had did to his fiancé, he would be so clouded with anger and sadness, that he would be an easy target to eliminate once and for all.
The women left him, after seeing the glimmer of revenge in his eyes. He closed them, and hung his head low, but with the ever-growing smirk spreading across his lips. “Well Pharaoh… how does it feel to have the one you care about cheats on you with your own cousin? Now you can feel a taste of what you put me through when you murdered my parents….” He rose from the throne, now with a very serious frown and glaring eyes.
Bakura made his way to his room, another young woman, still asleep in his bed from earlier in the day. He sat down in a chair at a table; on it rested a very large and ancient book. The pages were already flipped open. On the pieces of papyrus were spells, curses, hexes and many other forms of magic, inscribed in an ancient text on the tattering yellow pages.
Ever since he was thought to read, and his father had died, he had been reading this ancient book of the dead; it took him thirteen years to memorize a quarter of the book. And he was intent on memorizing the entire book.
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