Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Unforgiven ❯ Gozaburo's Influence ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: MercilessTantalus 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.22.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 382 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.22.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 382 | Status: Work In Progress
THE UNFORGIVENMercilessTantalus
CHAPTER 2- Gozaburo's Influence
***Begin Flashback***
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'New blood joins the earth'
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Seto Kaiba was only twelve. He was only twelve, yet he had beaten the chess master. Talk followed Seto as he moved to his room to gather his things together for his and his brother's departure. *Never again will we have to return here. Finally, I have been able to provide a suitable place for little Mokey to grow up.* He smiled a quiet serene smile to himself, knowing his parents would be proud.
"Seto, I am really excited about finally leaving here, but are you sure that we'll be happy with Mr. Kaiba? He seems to be a little mean, and he scares some of the younger children."
Seto turned to his brother, concerned, "He doesn't scare you, does he?"
Mokuba raised his chin defiantly, "Of course not!"
Seto smiled, "I'm sure we'll be fine. At least we'll always have each other."
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'And quickly he's subdued.'
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"Mokuba, why don't you put your things away in the bedroom just off the hallway up there? That will be your bedroom. You may have it decorated according to whatever you desire." Gozaburo Kaiba stated firmly to the child.
Mokuba had a slightly apprehensive look on his face. Seto moved to help him, but Gozaburo caught his shoulder, "Mindy will assist you if you need it." Gozaburo motioned to one of the maids standing nearby, and she stepped foreword. "I need a word with you, Seto."
Mokuba looked imploringly at Seto, who nodded and smiled, "Go ahead, I'll see you later." Mokuba smiled back, remembering to be strong and started up the stairs with the maid.
Once the two were in Mokuba's new room, the door shut, Gozaburo turned to Seto. He was not smiling, but had a rather smooth look upon his face. Seto was inwardly surprised and apprehensive, though he did not let it show. Making his face as stoic as Gozaburo's he questioned, "Yes?"
Gozaburo stated, "You are now a Kaiba. You have chosen to become one, and as such will have as much pity on yourself as I have for you, which will be none. You have brought this upon yourself and will endure it least you want your brother involved."
Seto frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"
Kaiba finally smiled, albeit nastily, "You will undergo the training to become my heir. Since I was forced to take you, I am exceedingly glad you seem intelligent at the least. Yet, you will be perfect in all aspects. If you are not then you shall be faced with severe punishment. If this is too much for you, you may step aside and allow your brother to pay for your crimes.
Seto opened his mouth in shock, but quickly shut it. He felt like crying, but did not. He knew Gozaburo would not like that. Instead he merely nodded, causing Gozaburo to grab his hand roughly and take him to his first lesson.
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'Through constant pain disgrace,
The young boy learns their rules.'
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"Seto, do you want to go to the park today and play? I can finally get all the way across the monkey bars without my hands burning! Wanna come see?" Mokuba looked to his brother hopefully. They had been at the Kaiba estate for two years, and Seto was becoming more and more reclusive. Seto knew that Mokuba hoped that it was just a stage the fourteen-year-old stage Seto was going through, and he tried daily to snap him out of it.
Mokuba, Seto and Gozaburo will all seated around the table for breakfast, and at Mokuba's suggestion, Gozaburo glared at Seto. Seto gulped and drew his coat around himself tighter. Even though it was midsummer, Seto found other reasons for wearing a heavy jacket. He looked at Mokuba, almost sadly and said, "I'm sorry Mokuba, but I have a lot of work I have to do today. I don't think I can make it, but you are more then welcome to go."
Mokuba lowered his head in sadness, missing a feverent glare Gozaburo sent Seto. Seto gulped and rose from the table, "I suppose I had better get started on my work." He turned to Gozaburo, "Are you finished, Sir? May I take your cup please?"
Gozaburo shook his head, "No I have work to do myself." To Mokuba he said, "Why don't you go to the park now? Be back by 1pm." Mokuba nodded and ran out of the room, leaving his plate and reminance of egg behind. Seto winced and ran over to grab the plate before his 'father' noticed.
Unfortunately he had. Seto grabbed the plate and turned to see Gozaburo smirking nastily at him. "Well, well. It seems this morning you have to pay for your allowing Mokuba to go to the park without consulting me, and his plate." Seto lowered his head and followed Gozaburo out of the room. "Oh yes, and I received your report card today. You received seven 'A+,' but one regular 'A' in chemistry. You must be punished for that as well.
Seto cringed, not bothering to mention that his chemistry teacher never gave anything higher then an 'A-' but he had been an exception. *It is not like he will believe me, or it will do any good.*
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'With time the child draws in,
This whipping boy done wrong.
Deprived of all his thoughts,
the young man struggles on and on'
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"You do not know pain. You do not know fear. You do not know defeat. You do not know compassion. You do not know love." Gozaburo's clear voice rang through Seto's ears repetitively, each word accented with a sharp hit. Though especially love. Seto could not grasp this concept, for he did know love. He knew Mokuba.
Gozaburo stopped here, almost sweating with effort. Seto Kaiba was now fifteen. Only just, today being his birthday. He had been excused from school by Gozaburo, which is where he should be now. Where Mokuba is. Gozaburo had noticed Seto start to become just what he wanted in an heir. The boy did not seem to know pain, fear, defeat, or compassion. Yet Gozaburo knew he still loved. He knew he had to come up with a new tactic.
He looked at the beaten but still gorgeous body of his heir. His soft brown hair was matted to his head with sweat, and up and down his body, scars and bruises were easily visible. Yet it was the eyes that caught Gozaburo. His eyes were awake with intelligence and cunning, qualities Gozaburo applauded. But defiance, slight fear and love were still visible behind the breath taking color. Gozaburo grabbed the boy's head, "Do you understand me? You do not know love."
Dropping the Seto's head, an idea entered his mind. *Why not kill two birds with one stone.* Gozaburo knelt beside his 'son', and asked quietly, "Do you love me Seto?"
Seto's eyes widened considerably, and then lowered in respect. *Do I love him? I don't know. What is love?* Seto then thought desperately of his brother, of the total and complete love he felt for the younger, *Yes, I know love. I do not love you, Gozaburo. Yet, I am through with the beatings, with the shame. Why not just lie this once, and go to bed early?* Seto looked back up at Gozaburo, the lie on his lips, "Yes, I do love you, Master." Seto shivered at his lie, and the title.
Gozaburo grinned maniacally. He threw Seto against a nearby wall, by a window. They were on the fifth floor, so that would be quiet a fall..."You love me! You foolish boy! You. Do. NOT. Know. Love." He angrily slammed Seto against the wall to accent each word. He then let go of him, allowing him to slide on the floor.
Seto shut his eyes. He was tired, just so tired of being pushed around, of being taught. One more lesson, and he was sure he'd snap. He would have already if it wasn't for his brother. I'm sorry little Mokey. I truly love you.*
Seto did not realize he had said this aloud until Gozaburo sneered, "Well, you called him 'Mokey' again, and you said you loved him. Are you sure that is platonic? You've never had a girl, or boy friend."
Seto's eyes snapped open in anger and hate, "I do not love him that way! How dare you say that about our love, you-" But his words were cut off. He realized, with extreme shock, by Gozaburo's own lips. The bastard was kissing him! And Seto was helpless against it, being too weak to shove the man off.
Gozaburo pushed him against the wall further, sighing into the kiss. He had been waiting for the appropriate lesson to teach this to Seto. He had always thought the boy gorgeous, but seriously thought about fucking him ever since he was fourteen. *He's just so damn resisting to my lessons. Why won't he just submit to me?* Gozaburo wondered as he released Seto lips and kissed down his chest.
Seto widened his eyes when Gozaburo spoke, "I've so been looking forward to this. Once I fuck the life out of you, you'll be mine. A slave to the company and to me. Then you WILL know nothing of love."
Seto repressed a hated moan as Gozaburo suckled on a nipple. Gasping, he said, "You---You may--get away---with this,--Gozaburo-----But I will--always---always love---Mokuba---"
Here, Gozaburo stopped and rose his head to look Seto in the eyes, his own filled with lust. "Well, I wasn't going to bring him into this till later, but he can surely receive the same lessons. Though, not this part, for I only desire you." With that, Gozaburo took off Seto's belt, and pulled the boy's pants off.
Seto's eyes opened widely, his eyes showing nothing but pure hatred, "Never!" he roared. Regaining strength, he pushed Gozaburo off him heavily. The man stumbled on the rug, twisted his feet in it, and flew out the window. Seto watched with a kind of satisfaction as Gozaburo's body hit the ground, his skull letting out a resounding crack.
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'he's known a vow unto his own,
that never from this day,
his will they'll take away.'
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Seto now stood before a huge mirror. It had been two days since his birthday, and Gozaburo's death. *Since I killed him* He thought with a shudder. That was one fact that he did not plan on telling anyone ever. It was his own secret, as were his lessons, and his almost-rape.
The media had a field day with the death of Gozaburo and continually mocked Seto for planning on running the company rather then sell it. *What good would it do if I sold it? The only buyers I had were people just like Gozaburo. All except that man, Pegasus. Though, the way he looked at me reminded me too much of when Gozaburo tried to---tried to rape me*
He shook his head, clearing the thoughts of his 'Master' from his mind. *I am now my own Master, with my own company to run, and I can look after my little brother myself.* He thought determinedly. *I do not need anyone. I have been allotted the privilege of my tasks, and it bis up to me to do them all. Though most importantly is to look out for Mokuba and to take care of him.* He reflected that he could never, not even mentally, call Mokuba 'Mokey' again. For it brought up memories he'd rather forget.
He was now in command, and he was now the one to take care of himself. Kaiba-Corp would no longer be used for war, but for entertainment. A lot of changes were about to be made. He planned to use the company to improve the dueling style of the game, Duel Monsters. He was sure that would be a better use of his time then making war weapons.
He slipped into a new outfit. Totally green with a trench coat. For some reason, trench coats always seemed to represent power, and a strong will, which he had. It was a symbol. A symbol that he was now in control. And everyone could step aside---unless that person was Mokuba.
With his resolve, Seto Kaiba was unaware that a new part of himself, an uglier part, was born.
***End Flashback***
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'What I've felt
What I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been
What I've felt
What I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven'
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I slowly slip open my crystal eyes, noticing with a start that they are wet. Angrily, I sweep them away. *That was a long time ago. He cannot hurt me now. Though,* I reflect *Gozaburo must still have some sort of influence if just a song brought back such vivid memories.*
Shaking my head again, I notice that the song his not over. Ready to face more of my past, I resolutely push 'play' again, allowing the excellent music to fill my ears once again.
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They dedicate their lives
to running all of his
He tries to please them all
this bitter man he is
Throughout his life the same
he's battled constantly
This fight he cannot win
a tired man they see no longer cares
The old man then prepares
to die, regretfully
that old man here is me
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Almost more shocked then before, I hurriedly hit 'pause', before becoming lost in another series of flashbacks.
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A/N: I am aware that Gozaburo did not die on Seto's birthday. I am not sure when he did, if anyone wishes to inform me, and it seemed very---fitting. Thank you for reading.
CHAPTER 2- Gozaburo's Influence
***Begin Flashback***
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'New blood joins the earth'
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Seto Kaiba was only twelve. He was only twelve, yet he had beaten the chess master. Talk followed Seto as he moved to his room to gather his things together for his and his brother's departure. *Never again will we have to return here. Finally, I have been able to provide a suitable place for little Mokey to grow up.* He smiled a quiet serene smile to himself, knowing his parents would be proud.
"Seto, I am really excited about finally leaving here, but are you sure that we'll be happy with Mr. Kaiba? He seems to be a little mean, and he scares some of the younger children."
Seto turned to his brother, concerned, "He doesn't scare you, does he?"
Mokuba raised his chin defiantly, "Of course not!"
Seto smiled, "I'm sure we'll be fine. At least we'll always have each other."
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'And quickly he's subdued.'
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"Mokuba, why don't you put your things away in the bedroom just off the hallway up there? That will be your bedroom. You may have it decorated according to whatever you desire." Gozaburo Kaiba stated firmly to the child.
Mokuba had a slightly apprehensive look on his face. Seto moved to help him, but Gozaburo caught his shoulder, "Mindy will assist you if you need it." Gozaburo motioned to one of the maids standing nearby, and she stepped foreword. "I need a word with you, Seto."
Mokuba looked imploringly at Seto, who nodded and smiled, "Go ahead, I'll see you later." Mokuba smiled back, remembering to be strong and started up the stairs with the maid.
Once the two were in Mokuba's new room, the door shut, Gozaburo turned to Seto. He was not smiling, but had a rather smooth look upon his face. Seto was inwardly surprised and apprehensive, though he did not let it show. Making his face as stoic as Gozaburo's he questioned, "Yes?"
Gozaburo stated, "You are now a Kaiba. You have chosen to become one, and as such will have as much pity on yourself as I have for you, which will be none. You have brought this upon yourself and will endure it least you want your brother involved."
Seto frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"
Kaiba finally smiled, albeit nastily, "You will undergo the training to become my heir. Since I was forced to take you, I am exceedingly glad you seem intelligent at the least. Yet, you will be perfect in all aspects. If you are not then you shall be faced with severe punishment. If this is too much for you, you may step aside and allow your brother to pay for your crimes.
Seto opened his mouth in shock, but quickly shut it. He felt like crying, but did not. He knew Gozaburo would not like that. Instead he merely nodded, causing Gozaburo to grab his hand roughly and take him to his first lesson.
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'Through constant pain disgrace,
The young boy learns their rules.'
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"Seto, do you want to go to the park today and play? I can finally get all the way across the monkey bars without my hands burning! Wanna come see?" Mokuba looked to his brother hopefully. They had been at the Kaiba estate for two years, and Seto was becoming more and more reclusive. Seto knew that Mokuba hoped that it was just a stage the fourteen-year-old stage Seto was going through, and he tried daily to snap him out of it.
Mokuba, Seto and Gozaburo will all seated around the table for breakfast, and at Mokuba's suggestion, Gozaburo glared at Seto. Seto gulped and drew his coat around himself tighter. Even though it was midsummer, Seto found other reasons for wearing a heavy jacket. He looked at Mokuba, almost sadly and said, "I'm sorry Mokuba, but I have a lot of work I have to do today. I don't think I can make it, but you are more then welcome to go."
Mokuba lowered his head in sadness, missing a feverent glare Gozaburo sent Seto. Seto gulped and rose from the table, "I suppose I had better get started on my work." He turned to Gozaburo, "Are you finished, Sir? May I take your cup please?"
Gozaburo shook his head, "No I have work to do myself." To Mokuba he said, "Why don't you go to the park now? Be back by 1pm." Mokuba nodded and ran out of the room, leaving his plate and reminance of egg behind. Seto winced and ran over to grab the plate before his 'father' noticed.
Unfortunately he had. Seto grabbed the plate and turned to see Gozaburo smirking nastily at him. "Well, well. It seems this morning you have to pay for your allowing Mokuba to go to the park without consulting me, and his plate." Seto lowered his head and followed Gozaburo out of the room. "Oh yes, and I received your report card today. You received seven 'A+,' but one regular 'A' in chemistry. You must be punished for that as well.
Seto cringed, not bothering to mention that his chemistry teacher never gave anything higher then an 'A-' but he had been an exception. *It is not like he will believe me, or it will do any good.*
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'With time the child draws in,
This whipping boy done wrong.
Deprived of all his thoughts,
the young man struggles on and on'
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"You do not know pain. You do not know fear. You do not know defeat. You do not know compassion. You do not know love." Gozaburo's clear voice rang through Seto's ears repetitively, each word accented with a sharp hit. Though especially love. Seto could not grasp this concept, for he did know love. He knew Mokuba.
Gozaburo stopped here, almost sweating with effort. Seto Kaiba was now fifteen. Only just, today being his birthday. He had been excused from school by Gozaburo, which is where he should be now. Where Mokuba is. Gozaburo had noticed Seto start to become just what he wanted in an heir. The boy did not seem to know pain, fear, defeat, or compassion. Yet Gozaburo knew he still loved. He knew he had to come up with a new tactic.
He looked at the beaten but still gorgeous body of his heir. His soft brown hair was matted to his head with sweat, and up and down his body, scars and bruises were easily visible. Yet it was the eyes that caught Gozaburo. His eyes were awake with intelligence and cunning, qualities Gozaburo applauded. But defiance, slight fear and love were still visible behind the breath taking color. Gozaburo grabbed the boy's head, "Do you understand me? You do not know love."
Dropping the Seto's head, an idea entered his mind. *Why not kill two birds with one stone.* Gozaburo knelt beside his 'son', and asked quietly, "Do you love me Seto?"
Seto's eyes widened considerably, and then lowered in respect. *Do I love him? I don't know. What is love?* Seto then thought desperately of his brother, of the total and complete love he felt for the younger, *Yes, I know love. I do not love you, Gozaburo. Yet, I am through with the beatings, with the shame. Why not just lie this once, and go to bed early?* Seto looked back up at Gozaburo, the lie on his lips, "Yes, I do love you, Master." Seto shivered at his lie, and the title.
Gozaburo grinned maniacally. He threw Seto against a nearby wall, by a window. They were on the fifth floor, so that would be quiet a fall..."You love me! You foolish boy! You. Do. NOT. Know. Love." He angrily slammed Seto against the wall to accent each word. He then let go of him, allowing him to slide on the floor.
Seto shut his eyes. He was tired, just so tired of being pushed around, of being taught. One more lesson, and he was sure he'd snap. He would have already if it wasn't for his brother. I'm sorry little Mokey. I truly love you.*
Seto did not realize he had said this aloud until Gozaburo sneered, "Well, you called him 'Mokey' again, and you said you loved him. Are you sure that is platonic? You've never had a girl, or boy friend."
Seto's eyes snapped open in anger and hate, "I do not love him that way! How dare you say that about our love, you-" But his words were cut off. He realized, with extreme shock, by Gozaburo's own lips. The bastard was kissing him! And Seto was helpless against it, being too weak to shove the man off.
Gozaburo pushed him against the wall further, sighing into the kiss. He had been waiting for the appropriate lesson to teach this to Seto. He had always thought the boy gorgeous, but seriously thought about fucking him ever since he was fourteen. *He's just so damn resisting to my lessons. Why won't he just submit to me?* Gozaburo wondered as he released Seto lips and kissed down his chest.
Seto widened his eyes when Gozaburo spoke, "I've so been looking forward to this. Once I fuck the life out of you, you'll be mine. A slave to the company and to me. Then you WILL know nothing of love."
Seto repressed a hated moan as Gozaburo suckled on a nipple. Gasping, he said, "You---You may--get away---with this,--Gozaburo-----But I will--always---always love---Mokuba---"
Here, Gozaburo stopped and rose his head to look Seto in the eyes, his own filled with lust. "Well, I wasn't going to bring him into this till later, but he can surely receive the same lessons. Though, not this part, for I only desire you." With that, Gozaburo took off Seto's belt, and pulled the boy's pants off.
Seto's eyes opened widely, his eyes showing nothing but pure hatred, "Never!" he roared. Regaining strength, he pushed Gozaburo off him heavily. The man stumbled on the rug, twisted his feet in it, and flew out the window. Seto watched with a kind of satisfaction as Gozaburo's body hit the ground, his skull letting out a resounding crack.
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'he's known a vow unto his own,
that never from this day,
his will they'll take away.'
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Seto now stood before a huge mirror. It had been two days since his birthday, and Gozaburo's death. *Since I killed him* He thought with a shudder. That was one fact that he did not plan on telling anyone ever. It was his own secret, as were his lessons, and his almost-rape.
The media had a field day with the death of Gozaburo and continually mocked Seto for planning on running the company rather then sell it. *What good would it do if I sold it? The only buyers I had were people just like Gozaburo. All except that man, Pegasus. Though, the way he looked at me reminded me too much of when Gozaburo tried to---tried to rape me*
He shook his head, clearing the thoughts of his 'Master' from his mind. *I am now my own Master, with my own company to run, and I can look after my little brother myself.* He thought determinedly. *I do not need anyone. I have been allotted the privilege of my tasks, and it bis up to me to do them all. Though most importantly is to look out for Mokuba and to take care of him.* He reflected that he could never, not even mentally, call Mokuba 'Mokey' again. For it brought up memories he'd rather forget.
He was now in command, and he was now the one to take care of himself. Kaiba-Corp would no longer be used for war, but for entertainment. A lot of changes were about to be made. He planned to use the company to improve the dueling style of the game, Duel Monsters. He was sure that would be a better use of his time then making war weapons.
He slipped into a new outfit. Totally green with a trench coat. For some reason, trench coats always seemed to represent power, and a strong will, which he had. It was a symbol. A symbol that he was now in control. And everyone could step aside---unless that person was Mokuba.
With his resolve, Seto Kaiba was unaware that a new part of himself, an uglier part, was born.
***End Flashback***
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'What I've felt
What I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been
What I've felt
What I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven'
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I slowly slip open my crystal eyes, noticing with a start that they are wet. Angrily, I sweep them away. *That was a long time ago. He cannot hurt me now. Though,* I reflect *Gozaburo must still have some sort of influence if just a song brought back such vivid memories.*
Shaking my head again, I notice that the song his not over. Ready to face more of my past, I resolutely push 'play' again, allowing the excellent music to fill my ears once again.
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They dedicate their lives
to running all of his
He tries to please them all
this bitter man he is
Throughout his life the same
he's battled constantly
This fight he cannot win
a tired man they see no longer cares
The old man then prepares
to die, regretfully
that old man here is me
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Almost more shocked then before, I hurriedly hit 'pause', before becoming lost in another series of flashbacks.
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A/N: I am aware that Gozaburo did not die on Seto's birthday. I am not sure when he did, if anyone wishes to inform me, and it seemed very---fitting. Thank you for reading.