Chapter 581: A World That Needs a King

"Huff... huff..."

Amon knelt on the ground, gasping violently. At this moment, all his clothes were soaked with sweat, and the amount of sweat made it feel almost as if he had just been fished out of water.

But it wasn't physical torture, but entirely mental. He couldn't even stand firmly at this moment, feeling as if he had never been so exhausted in his life.

"Is this... a Dark Duel?" Amon murmured.

But he quickly denied this thought.

No, the duel itself wasn't a Dark Duel. The damage brought by the virtual image impact was also normal, causing no extra burden on his body.

Just as Fujiki You Xuan had said, it was just a "dark mini-game" interspersed in the middle of this duel.

Fujiki You Xuan used dark power to use Amon's deck as a mapping of his life, and then forced him to face his life and true heart through the loop of infinite shuffling, making his originally suppressed true heart active again, reminding him of his initial ideals and wishes.

"Looks like you've remembered, Amon Garlem."

Fujiki You Xuan walked up and reached out his hand to Amon, who was still crouching on the ground.

Amon was startled, looking at the hand extended by the other party with some hesitation.

He didn't reach out to take it, but hesitated for a long time before he couldn't help but ask: "You don't intend to kill me?"

Fujiki You Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Why would I kill you?"

"Uh... or send me into the abyss of eternal darkness?" Amon asked.

Fujiki You Xuan's expression was even stranger: "What good would that do me?"

Yubel floated beside him, her eyes smiling into crescents again: "Looks like someone's reputation in the outside world is quite bad~"

Amon frowned: "Then you're not taking my deck?"

"Your Cloudians aren't some out-of-print rarity, why would I... wait, why do you say it like I'd take anyone's deck I happen to catch?"

Fujiki You Xuan frowned.

"I only take the decks of those who are big villains; that's called confiscating the tools of the crime, okay?"

Amon: "."

A look of not quite believing it.

Fujiki You Xuan was helpless: "There is no duelist more righteous than me, how come it sounds like a villain in your mouth?"

Amon wanted to say something but stopped.

No, you looked pretty evil when you were playing cards just now...

He thought to himself that someone seemed to be extremely lacking in correct self-perception, but after thinking about his own position, he shut up.

Now he understood that the duel just now could hardly be called an evenly matched contest.

Amon used to think he had the potential of a King, whether it was leadership or dueling, he was one in ten thousand. He considered his strength second to none, just that he didn't like to fight for fame and fortune, and rarely competed for vanity in world-wide tournaments.

If it really came to strength, he felt he was already in the world's top tier.

But now, he realized he was wrong. He was just a frog in a well.

This person in front of him didn't use his full strength at all in this duel, or more accurately, didn't use his strength to win. From the beginning, the other party didn't even consider the possibility of losing.

He didn't make any arrangements or considerations for the goal of victory from the start.

But he still had things he didn't understand.

Amon looked up at Fujiki You Xuan, puzzled.

"Why?"

Fujiki You Xuan tilted his head: "What?"

"Why do these things?" Amon asked. "You forced me to re-examine my life, to remember the parts I had forgotten in the past. You made me look directly at the darkest parts of my heart... for what?"

He couldn't understand. He was just an intruder, trying to trespass on the other party's territory. Why do these things to him?

And even if it helped him see these things, what was the point? Did he want to incite him to take his brother's position and thereby control the entire Garlem conglomerate?

Thinking of this, Amon felt it was indeed possible. He looked up and frowned at Fujiki You Xuan.

"Is your goal the Garlem conglomerate?"

Fujiki You Xuan laughed out loud upon hearing this.

"Perhaps you yourselves think you are a world-class conglomerate," Fujiki You Xuan shrugged. "However, Kaiba Corporation and Industrial Illusions both owe me quite a few favors, and I can basically mobilize most of their resources at will. So honestly, the giant conglomerate in your eyes is dispensable to me."

Amon frowned. Although the other party's contempt for his family made him a bit displeased, he didn't say anything at this time.

"Then why..."

Fujiki You Xuan didn't answer his question, but interrupted: "In this world, your path to being a King won't work. Even if you have that aptitude, you have all the necessary resources and potential, but you can't get over the hurdle in your own heart."

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Fujiki You Xuan said.

"You can't bring yourself to harm your brother and take away what belongs to him. Besides..."

He paused and smiled.

"Even if you did so, the achievements you could reach in this world would ultimately be limited. After all, this world doesn't need a King at all."

Amon frowned: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Give you a chance."

Fujiki You Xuan took a step back, giving up the space behind him.

It was a circular void.

It was as if a piece of space had cracked open, forming a huge vortex. Electric light surged in the vortex, as if leading to a deep abyss.

Amon's pupils contracted slightly.

"This is..."

"Another world," Fujiki You Xuan said. "A world that needs a King, and is also a world where one can truly become a King. Want to see it?"

Amon was silent for a few seconds.

Then he finally grasped Fujiki You Xuan's hand, stood up, and walked toward the vortex with him.

A sense of weightlessness struck instantly, and all the images before his eyes disappeared abruptly. Then it felt like a free fall, falling for who knows how long, as if his internal organs were about to be ripped out of his body.

When he came to his senses, he found himself standing on a giant rock.

Under his feet seemed to be a small hill. Looking around, before his eyes was a gray sky and a barren land. Smoke seemed to connect to the horizon, and dark clouds shrouded everything.

Amon: "This is..."

"A dimension filled with power and miracles," Fujiki You Xuan said softly, his hands in the pockets of his trench coat. "There was once a supreme King here. The King dominated this world with absolute violence and tyranny, the strong ran wild, the weak were oppressed, which was the most normal rule for this world."

"But now, the King has been overthrown. But the collapse of the dictatorial regime does not mean the arrival of dawn for the people, but even more chaos."

"Everyone who has some power left now thinks they will be the next overlord. They fight everywhere, grabbing territory and resources, and the degree of chaos is even worse than during the King's rule."

"Overthrowing the dictator is just the first step, but it is not the way to solve the problem. To truly solve the problem here, we still need..."

Before Fujiki You Xuan could finish, Amon interrupted: "Need a true King, a benevolent King who can establish an equal, ideal new world."

As he spoke, burning light had already lit up in his eyes.

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"Overthrowing the dictator is only the first step, but it is not the way to solve the problem. To truly solve the problems here, we still need..."

Before Fujiki You Xuan could finish, Amon interjected: "We need a true King, a benevolent King who can establish a new, equal, and ideal world."

As he spoke, a scorching light had already ignited in his eyes.

(End of chapter)