Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Unforgiven Outcast ❯ Prolouge ( Prologue )
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By: Omichan 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.29.2006 | Updated On: 06.29.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 330 | Visits: 424 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.29.2006 | Updated On: 06.29.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 330 | Visits: 424 | Status: Work In Progress
I do not Own Yuugiou! If I did it would have more Angst and Yaoi.
The Unforgiven Outcast
Some said he was mindless, a feeble minded fool who deserved nothing more than to be locked away forever. Others though his fate cruel, yet none stepped up to save the innocent male. The boy, in his rights, was nothing more than a tool, used to control the actions of the one he was modeled after.
If one where to look into the lifeless pools of amethyst, they would see a spark, a flame of sorts. A spark that with each crack of the whip, never faltered. The dull orbs that held a secret, that would be revealed only to the one who promised to stop it all. The one who would bring an end to the pain and finally show the angelic creature compassion. To lift the unfettered soul up and whisper the little words that it would all be okay.
Yet as the months drifted on, soon turning to years, the boy, taken from his home and placed in the palace of the Egyptian Pharaoh, stripped of his life and rights, became a doll. But as the time continued, his muted cries soon vanished, as did his voice. He became that witch none would want.
The child of Ra’s light became an outcast, driven from the light and forced to thrive in Amoset’s Shadow. His likeness for the Pharaoh and his family diminished with every snap of his bones, drop of blood and tear he shed.
He was the punished, the broken. The lost angel that hid in the veil of unkempt Truth. A tool, forged by The Great Pharaoh of the Nile, used to control the uncontrollable. A lifeless boy, destined to pain and misfortune since his birthing.
An Angel of Blood and Despair. He, was the young pharaoh-to-be’s whipping boy.
The Unforgiven Outcast
Some said he was mindless, a feeble minded fool who deserved nothing more than to be locked away forever. Others though his fate cruel, yet none stepped up to save the innocent male. The boy, in his rights, was nothing more than a tool, used to control the actions of the one he was modeled after.
If one where to look into the lifeless pools of amethyst, they would see a spark, a flame of sorts. A spark that with each crack of the whip, never faltered. The dull orbs that held a secret, that would be revealed only to the one who promised to stop it all. The one who would bring an end to the pain and finally show the angelic creature compassion. To lift the unfettered soul up and whisper the little words that it would all be okay.
Yet as the months drifted on, soon turning to years, the boy, taken from his home and placed in the palace of the Egyptian Pharaoh, stripped of his life and rights, became a doll. But as the time continued, his muted cries soon vanished, as did his voice. He became that witch none would want.
The child of Ra’s light became an outcast, driven from the light and forced to thrive in Amoset’s Shadow. His likeness for the Pharaoh and his family diminished with every snap of his bones, drop of blood and tear he shed.
He was the punished, the broken. The lost angel that hid in the veil of unkempt Truth. A tool, forged by The Great Pharaoh of the Nile, used to control the uncontrollable. A lifeless boy, destined to pain and misfortune since his birthing.
An Angel of Blood and Despair. He, was the young pharaoh-to-be’s whipping boy.