revealing light

beware the second set of teeth they gnaw, they grind for your defeat deities of old beliefs the true pharaoh solely may serve all three too strong to wield for mortal beings the dragons of the sky, the obelisk a phoenix turning flames to ash a clash of gods afore unmatched the rod against the pyramid “Sanctuary of the Fiend”

reiteration of the great collision the beast of old, submerged within the void northern lights beyond dimensions no compass, souls reaped, power harnessed in the deep the eye released, its host revived the claw, the fang - triumvirate the Iron Heart from worlds forlorn twice opposed the Leviathan the beast will rise to bring us peace by obliterating all it sees Timaeus, be released! the Seal of the Orichalcos will take your soul the dragon against Atlantis in a battle for control ten thousand years of taking lives the perfect storm Critias, be released! a rivalry through ancient lives a vision shared yet still denied a stone tablet, a mausoleum encarved there: the pharaoh & the priest a blue-eyed beast, a sorcerer of dark enchantment eternally adversed, sworn to keep our worlds apart now in the face of the Serpent God three knights will rise above their faith blades converging into lights, bound by hope, fuelled by hearts of the ones who gave their all, defiant to Dartz the claw once sharp now honed anew to wake the dragon Hermos, release thee! consumed into the void all the victims of the son whose darkness overtook to set free the Leviathan the beast will rest in the slumbers of the earth crushed by the hand of the Dark Magician Girl

Gozaburo-raised, flesh of the father a heart dethroned for an arrogant mind the elder boy a younger innocence self-reliant, over-protective in the face of true fear he finds no solace in friendship radically rational to lose is a sin: he must fight to win fight to win - the emperor duels again fight to win - for the ultimate dragon three heads combined, a single heart the polymerized Neutron Blast frightened to trust, hollowed amygdala spirit of a thousand-year-old shaman, body of a corporate bloodsucker exploit the game, explode the stage. all profits gained won’t fill the hole exploit the game, explode the stage. all that remains is a withered soul to lose is a sin - fight to win fight to win - for the ultimate dragon summon the White One! chasmic generation, single-sided purpose break the chain, build the brand his life a constant competition the world’s fate in his incredulous hands to draw the pot of greed grants no remorse no card to temper no card to crush the Kaiba Corpse the ancient game of shadow beasts capitalized spell-casters, warriors, projected to mere holograms high rewards for low-risk stakes until the shadow takes a soul what lies within is corporate greed inherited alone from Servant of the Winged God, the Vengeful Sun above to money-hungry CEO - insufferable