#because this is a version untainted from zorcs influence

[shoot-of-corruption]

"No--no!" He takes half a step across the field, even as Isono forces him to remain still. "No! Please--please, not that! Anything but that!" His voice cracks. "Please! It's all I have! Those memories are all I have!" That last memory. All of his friends after Monster World. The first time they were all together. The first time he saw Yugi face to face. "Please!"

Mariku took himself a moment to just enjoy the sheer amount of TERROR on the other ones face... the pharaoh, great adversary, almighty force...

Reduced to a begging mess. Before him. HIM.

The feeling that coursed through him wasn't comparable to that he felt when plunging that woman and Jounuchi into their fate headfirst, not even that blasted spirit and his lighter half.

Seeing the other like this caused nothing short of megalomania in his mind, radiant insanity.

His skin was breaking out in shivers of the most delicious kind.

"You agreed to fight this battle, to play my game... what did you think? That it would be easy? This despair you feel, the pain, the fear... all of this is YOUR incapability to deal with losses.

You decide to put your fate in the hands of others... you decided that your soul was worth of sharing~" His laughter followed swiftly, dark insane, it seemed to shake his whole form. "Now you can watch what happens, when it gets completely torn apart!"

He couldn't contain his cackling, when he called forth his next attack. The one attack that would erase every hopeful and good memory the other had collected, just like he had done to that Kujaku Mai.

His lust for chaos and revenge was at an all time high and his only need seemed to concentrate on a point that was concentrated to a pinpoint-

Cause as much pain and despair to this person as possible. And then watch the shadows tear him apart.