Who asked him to play Yu-Gi-Oh!

Chapter 1613 The Resurrected Dead

An hour ago.

A small, glass-like triangular block lay quietly on the ground. A scarlet light shone from the center of the crystal, like an eye filled with malice.

"Where is this?"

"I'm alive"

An even brighter red light shone forth, and the dim light outlined the silhouette of a human figure.

It was a man like a mummy, emaciated and bound in mummy-like bandages. He reached out and grabbed the crystal-like triangular block in his hand. Bathed in red light, the withered body swelled up at a visible speed, quickly bursting through the bandages binding him, and the emaciated body grew into a strong and muscular man.

The burly man hung the crystal object around his neck; if someone familiar with the game saw it, they would surely associate it with his Millennium Puzzle.

"I'm alive."

The burly man's eyes were glazed over, as if he had not yet fully regained his senses. He staggered, but his body continued to swell under the red light, growing taller and stronger.

"I'm not...not yet." The burly man shook his head and slapped his head with his large hand. "The Pharaoh, the King of Light, is still in this world. I can feel it."

The confusion in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a kind of madness.

"Right, the Pharaoh is still alive. I must use the Lord of Light to defeat the evil Pharaoh and become the Lord of Destruction."

At this moment, a person spoke coldly from the side: "Anubis."

The burly man was taken aback.

His name was Anubis. Or rather, that was the name he was given.

He could no longer remember his original name or his past. He only remembered that he was now Anubis, given the mission of defeating the Pharaoh and pulling that detestable king off his throne.

The one who gave him this name and transformed him into his current ghostly appearance was the very person standing before him.

The man wore a strange robe, a terrifying white mask, and had an afro of red hair, revealing only one eye.

This person's name is Aknadin.

He was the holder of the "Millennium Eye," one of the seven sacred artifacts of ancient Egypt, and was once one of the six priests serving the Pharaoh.

Of course, that was only in the past. Ever since Akhenaten pledged allegiance to the great evil god Zorc and signed a pact with him, he was no longer an Egyptian priest, but rather Zorc's "Dark High Priest".

“Anubis, my foolish student,” the Dark High Priest Akhenaten said coldly, “you have never amounted to anything before, but I have given you power, given you new opportunities, and a new mission.”

Yes, Anubis, the holder of the Pyramid of Light who calls himself the "God of Destruction," was originally just a human. He was once a disciple of the priest Akhenaten.

Akhenaten harbored a deep-seated dream: that his true son, the priest Set, would succeed him as Pharaoh. Knowing the Pharaoh was invincible and too difficult to achieve, he made a pact to fall into darkness, even resorting to using Zorc's power to help him realize this dream.

The animated series *Pyramid of Light* doesn't elaborate on this, but the official novel provides additional information. Anubis was actually a contingency plan left by Akhenaten. Akhenaten mummified his apprentice, infused him with immense dark power, and left him the specially crafted artifact "Pyramid of Light," capable of subduing the Egyptian God Cards. This was so that, even after Akhenaten's passing, Anubis could still assist his son Set in achieving his goals.

So, according to Akhenaten's original plan, he hoped that Anubis would assist Set's reincarnation—that is, Seto Kaiba—in defeating Atem, seizing the Egyptian God cards, and obtaining the title of "King".

From then on, Anubis, like the nameless pharaoh, spent three thousand years alone in his own pyramid and among the building blocks. This long torment fueled Anubis's growing resentment, and the will that Akhenaten had instilled in him gradually became distorted, transforming from "assisting Set in becoming king" into an impulse to "become king himself and destroy everything."

Thus, the story of the Pyramid of Light came about—Anubis used the seahorse to duel with Atum, wanting to see them both severely injured, so that he could then come out and take advantage of the situation to defeat the Pharaoh, proclaim himself the King of Destruction, and destroy everything in the world that he disliked.

However, at this very moment, this master and disciple, who should never have met again, appeared in the same era.

"Have you completed your task, Anubis?" Akhenaten asked. "Set, his reincarnation, has now defeated the false king and become the new king?"

Anubis did not answer the question, but instead said with a grim face, "Three thousand years, Akhenaten. Three thousand years, wandering like a lost soul. When you turned me into this form and forcibly instilled this mission in me, did you know all this?"

But when there was no response, Anubis gave a mocking smile: "Yes, of course, you don't care. I know you don't care about anyone or anything except your precious son. What am I? A tool to help your son rise to power?"

He raised his voice and waved his muscular arms, as if to demonstrate his strength.

"No, it's not like that anymore, Akhenaten! I have transcended your mission and found a new meaning! Now I am the God of Destruction, and the Pharaoh or your son will only be stepping stones for me."

I will become the king of the new world!

Aknadin stared at him, his eyes gradually darkening.

"You want to betray me? The mentor who taught you everything, the one who created you?" Aknadin said, "You want to betray your own mission?"

“I have no mission, it is only your ambition,” Anubis said coldly.

Akhenaten narrowed his eyes: "Is that so? It seems to be my mistake. You've become a useless piece, Anubis."

Anubis said calmly, "I have long surpassed you, teacher. If you wish, you are welcome to try it yourself."

Just as tensions were running high and a fierce battle between the teacher and student from ancient Egypt was about to erupt, another sharp laugh interrupted their conversation.

"Hahaha, wonderful, very good, very wonderful! It was worth pulling you two out of your graves. It seems you're still in pretty good spirits after all these years of being dead."

The two turned their heads at the same time and saw a young man with long silver hair sitting high up, watching them argue with a smile.

Aknadin frowned upon seeing the boy's face, feeling a sense of familiarity as if he had seen him somewhere before. It wasn't until his gaze fell upon the gold pendant on the boy's chest that his pupils suddenly contracted, and he recognized the man in horror.

The boy wore a wheel of wisdom that had stood for millennia.

“Zork!” Aknadin trembled uncontrollably. “You are Zorc!”

(End of this chapter)