Yu-Gi-Oh! Your Friends Are Fighting Out of the Underworld

Chapter 116 Children's Hatred and Fear

Under the gloomy sky, the girl squatted quietly in front of the wreckage that had already made no sound.

Yashiki children.

As a playful ghost who is said to bring good luck and happiness, she remained silent at this moment.

There were no words, not even the sound of breathing. The girl just gently held the dead doll's head.

Gradually, a shadow that was difficult to dispel seemed to fall over her.

Cold and lonely.

Frightened and terrifying.

But then, the thick, miasma-like coldness was dispelled:
"You Ming?"

She spoke out loud.

Along with those slightly cold words, the shadow that had almost enveloped the girl seemed to tremble.

'Click'

'Click'

With the sound of approaching footsteps, the shadow finally separated itself from the surrounding gravel and rocks, forming an independent human figure.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you."

"No, there isn't."

After hesitating for a moment, she finally put down the head in her hand.

Then, he picked up a card from among the fragments.

"Rather, I should actually thank you for being willing to take out the 'spoils' that rightfully belong to you."

Nicolophia

There is no prefix like dark or curse, it just describes the name.

Of course, there is no hierarchy.

This strange effect text only depicts unknown words:

"Possess the ability to possess enemy monsters by parasitizing their souls."

"Her strength should be a great help to you."

"No no no."

You Ming's head shook like a rattle.

"To me, this thing is just like that. It has no levels, no summoning conditions, and the words are unclear and all based on nonsense. I wouldn't want this thing even if you gave it to me."

You Ming thought that this should be the truth from the heart, but the house boy just smiled:
"Thank you... This realm, and those children who have been stranded in this world, may still be filled with hatred towards the world because of their own experiences, but they should not be reduced to being bullied at will."

Having said this, the houseboy took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry. I was inspired by your prayers, but I can't do more for you."

She simply placed the card on top of the wreckage and gently straightened the blue ceramic head, which was still intact.

"Now, all I can do is return 'Mother' to you."

There was no special action that could be called spellcasting, let alone prayer.

The girl quietly spoke the simplest words from a sincere heart:
"Good night... I hope nothing will disturb your sleep again."

However, those simple words seemed to have received a response at this moment.

A dark vortex gradually rippled above the desolate and cold ground. Under the gaze of the eyes in the sky, the debris and cards sank into the ground together.

At that moment, You Ming even saw the irregular and twisted castle appearing again in the distance.

A blue doll was standing there, and behind her were countless vengeful spirits whose shapes could not be seen clearly.

Then, she stretched out her hand, as if wanting to touch something, but the house boy shook his head:
"I can't go there, and I can't go back."

At this moment, You Ming even saw her stretch out her hand and block it in front of him. "Of course, he can't do that either."

"Why? I have a share too?"

"..."

You Ming's complaints received no response.

In the cold silence, Nicolofia finally lowered her hands.

She quietly placed a crude handmade doll on the ground, and her figure gradually disappeared along with the castle.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but at this moment, You Ming even felt that the eyes in the sky seemed to be a lot kinder.

Although it did not completely disappear, it was obviously not as terrifying as when I first entered this place.

"So... is this the end?"

The house boy nodded:
"Well, I hope no one will disturb these children's rest again."

"Yeah, if you think about it carefully, this place is quite outrageous. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known this place was related to children."

"Children's world is very simple. Many of them don't even have a basic concept of the 'human body'. The things that impress them most are the eyes that look into theirs and the mouths that speak constantly."

"Sounds like a baby..."

"It's not just infants. In fact, a child should develop relatively complete cognition around the age of 10...but unfortunately, the children here all died before this age."

Yashiki boy whispered.

"For these children, dying young due to illness or accidents is often seen as a blessing, as they at least received their parents' love for a short period of time."

"parents……"

Hearing this, You Ming wanted to say something, but an inexplicable emotion made his words completely stuck in his throat, making it difficult for him to express himself.

"Here, the vast majority of children don't receive the care they deserve."

"Some were considered the source of misfortune by their families and were therefore buried alive or burned; some were drowned to conceal their underage parents; some even had their limbs broken simply for the sake of others' bad taste, left begging on the streets and eventually collapsing in the snow; some were even eaten by their starving families."

There are no excessive embellishments and metaphors, and not even the expected level of intonation.

The house boy just said this, but those simple words had an almost shocking impact on You Ming's ears.

He felt as if he could really imagine that scene, and even his mood was unstable and fluctuating.

Then, he unconsciously interrupted the narrative completely.

"So, they crave maternal love so much?"

You Ming spoke.

"I had a feeling during the card game...duel before that she seemed to be driven by some instinct."

"Because Nicolophia herself is nothing more than a construct of the undead, born from the wishes of children."

"That's why she's called 'Mother'."

"She represents the children's hatred and fear of the outside world, their resentment towards their own experiences, but also their vulnerability and desire to be loved."

"So, Nicolophia would act very scary on the one hand, but on the other hand she would keep crying..."

"But unfortunately, they can no longer be redeemed."

"..."

You Ming fell silent.

In the silence, lingering is the simple description of the house boy:
"Their enemies are long gone, their loved ones have long since vanished. History has left no trace of these poor children's names, and even they themselves have forgotten their identities. The only thing that remains is their deep obsession."

"...So they can't wake up."

"Indeed, the best thing for them is to sleep here and gradually erase their resentment in their sleep."

"how about you?"

(End of this chapter)