Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Path to Insanity ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Heaven or hell? Life or Death?

The path between the two were separated as Noa looked at Noa.

"Am I dead?" Noa asked himself.

"Are you alive?" the other replied.

"What is life? If it is emotion, then no. If it is having a body, then no. If it is hopes or dreams, then no," Noa said softly.

"What is death? The inability to recognize one's plight," the other said and sat on the darkness next to him.

"I am neither. Does that make me . . ." he trailed off.

"You are a god now. You have transcended beyond this existence. In fact, one may say you were above humans in life."

"My father," Noa began, "I want to see my father."

"He doesn't want you Noa. The man already has a new son," the other spat out.

"I, I don't believe you!" he screamed at the one who was chuckling now.

"Can you honestly say you never felt afraid that he would find someone better than you? That he would see through your mask and rip up everything you love," the other said and laughed a second later, "I forgot that he already did that."

"Shut up. What are you?" he demanded.

"Silly child, I am the madness in your soul. I am the hatred you felt but were unable to express. I am loneliness and grief and the death of dreams. Inside of you, I am the fear and cold darkness, doubt and regret that tear at your soul. Can you scream for me? Can you scream away the last shreds of humanity that you hold onto?" it asked and laughed as the child tried to run away.

His panicked voice raced through the halls of darkness, pleading and begging for his father to come rescue him. Would any human do anything differently, when confronted with your own insanity?

It growled a throaty sound and waited for the child to return to it. It knew, with every fiber of its oily being, that the child would return. Loneliness and grief, with a hope that it could take away his pain, would make the child return to it.

Darkness, the darkness of the child's soul was clear here, and there were no masks that could hide the soul from it. Insanity was a close companion of this child, and the death of dreams had become the breeding grounds.

The insanity laughed as the child came crawling back. It seemed that his father's training still had a hold on him, even in this state.

Lost in the night, with his hand held out, hoping for someone to take it and make the pain and loneliness, fear and grief, vanish like the light had gone from this world. Instead, the other held his hand and drew the child to it.

"I will never ever leave you Noa. I am you, and I shall remain with you for you are the blackness of the soul, all the hatred and lust for vengeance come to life, and I will fulfill you to the best of my abilities," it whispered, a dangerous promise of things the child had never tasted in real life.

"Never leave me?" Noa asked lightly as it drew the child to its body, stroking the hair softly.

"Yes, for I love you, and I need you," it hushed and wrapped its cold hands around him.

"Will you help me get revenge on my father?" Noa asked it.

Smiling, the insanity spread through the boy, now that it had a foothold in his mind.

"God, you shall be as a god. Those who misunderstood you and twisted you until you were never sure of who you really are will be punished by your wrath," it said, watching how the child's face grew into an evil smile.

"All men are fools. I am god, a god who will kill the fools and rebuild this world in the flames of truth," Noa began and felt the cold hands sink into his skin and pull up wings.

Six beautiful, golden wings, spreading light throughout the world, making it grow from his memory, his feelings, and his dreams.

"As long as you posses these wings, you shall never truly be alone. This is your world, your possessions, and no one can take that away from you," it hissed and touched his check lightly.

"Promise you won't leave," the god-child said to the other.

"I will never leave you, unlike your father. What do you plan for him?" it asked lightly, feeling the god-child sit down and put his hands around the other's neck.

"Nothing, I still have needs for Kaiba Corps, needs that cannot be fulfilled if the company is destroyed," Noa said softly.

"Then you will wait," it stated.

"A god can wait forever," he whispered and watched the bloody puppy run through the grass, as several large birds the color of jewels flew past the startling blue.

Insanity, or the view the child had of himself, nodded and smiled at his other.

Who was truly insane now?