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laidbackmarco · 7 years ago

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So this marks the second art challenge that I have completed the other one being the draw 100 challenge in which I drew 100 feet. I shoulda drawn hands but Oh well there is always another day. . . Like everything in life it seemed to just whiz on by, but hey 31 drawings in 34 days, always have to go with that Filipino Time. . . although I am trying to address that and am reading books revolving around self improvement and the like.

My first day of inktober was a carefree experience I whipped out my sumi ink, a g-pen, and some brushes and began my work. I even had time to look at reference of my piece while making the fox girl from the fate series. I enjoyed making this piece despite all the errors that I made. Ink was unforgiving and every wrong move made is impossible to fix without, but it also shows you where the holes in my technique would be.

The second day of inktober was mostly the same as the first plenty of time to relax and just do me. The prompt was divided which made me think of myself, I have always felt different, not superior or anything grandiose like that, just different. It probably something to do with being one of the few brown kids at my school, the eczema, or the allergies. . . I mean do I really belong on this planet with all of these things that are wrong with me?? I am still struggling with my self-esteem issues and finding out where I belong in this crazy world, but I’m learning how to learn about myself, reading, writing, and discovering myself one piece at a time.

Poison.. .not much for originality here. I couldn’t really think of anything other than alcohol or drugs and that didn’t seem like something I wanted to draw and represent me to all who would see this. Cassiopeia is quite literally a champion that uses snake poison. I wish I could’ve come up with something deep and stuff but sometimes simple is good too. I decided to go with my simple chibi style and make the face I call the Aoba face, because it’s a typical face that Aoba makes. Trying to make something like a medusa seem cute was quite a challenge and originally I was going to make a comic where cass spooked Katarina, but then Kat just gives her the really look and continues about her day. Cass would then look down and laugh awkwardly. I was really proud of this drawing because I used reference of Cassiopeia and made it my own in away.

Underwater, the feeling of drowning and hopelessness is something I feel every now and then. It’s not something that I like to openly express, other than typing away on my internet blog obviously, but that feeling seeps into my being every now and then. The interesting about one of my favorite Vocaloid songs (I haven’t listened to Vocaloid in a while T-T) Deep Sea Girl takes a cute character who is often seen smiling, and paints her in a different light. The sad, longing, and lonely girl realizes that some of her sinking is self inflicted. Thankfully the story for this girl ends happily . . . I’m still waiting for mine although my song is a lot longer than three minutes.

Ink is a very unforgiving medium, I couldn’t seem to get the pose I liked Drawing her hair with a brush was proving difficult the giving up of tight control was very difficult for me to do.

This piece frustrated me to no end!!! I tried to use reference sheets, poses, and even some ink drawings for inspiration to draw my favorite sword art online characters, but alas I think it’s one of my worst drawings so far. It was so hard to draw two characters in the same place and keep the proportions and style consistent. Also the reason it looks like a frankenstein freakshow is because the references were pulled from all over the place. It makes me even more sad because these characters are some of my favorites from the franchise and I felt I was letting them down by butchering them. I remember going to my first con Sakuracon and watching ABEC draw Asuna live. .. I didn’t know whether to be inspired or to throw away my dreams once again. Watching a dream die is something I’ve had to do over and over again.

This drawing looks okay, but to say I am proud of it would be a lie. I was getting so frustrated with drawing, and where I am in life. Currently working two jobs, living at home, and having all my pursuits go as far as a wet paper airplane, that I just wanted to draw something that looked nice. I don’t trust my anatomy, poses, eye or anything I do so I looked at one of the still frames from one of my favorite anime series and drew myself in the same poses one of my favorite characters in the franchise. The character has lived much longer than me, but I feel that same existential void. . .I keep searching for the meaning that I can never find anywhere. The fleeting feeling I carry has me wondering why I should grasp at anything at all?

I drew this in the Diner I worked at while having breakfast with my mom. . . it was one of those days where I could just relax and live, do something I enjoyed, and spend a moment in time with her. It’s one of those weird special things that didn’t seem as great as it was in the moment, but it is a precious memory to me. While there a fellow artist told me I needed to work on proportion, and trust me I do not have much pride in my art or my being. How do I work on proportion I ask myself? I don’t protect myself and say it’s for the sake of style. Its just that proportion for artists differ even within one style such as anime. When characters are in motion or performing jaw dropping actions proportions shift. I guess I could just google proportion exercises on and work on some of those, but I am choosing to go through the Ctrl Paint tutorials. . .when I find the time. . . I wanted to tell him I was trying to improve. . . That nothing my hands touched could ever turn to gold. That I felt life closing in on my dreams and piercing them. . .causing them to start to slowly start bleeding.

Ewww!! Obviously inspired by the initial D comic, but I did this on my ten minute break. . . with no reference. It looks bad, but I read something or heard something from someone that said if you want a dream, you must take a small step towards it everyday. One pluck, one drop, one sketch towards that thing you see in your mind. That day I took that step on my ten minute break.

This drawing probably looks like a ten year old’s fan drawing of Saber. . . but I’m so proud of this drawing. I’m proud because this was an original composition, pose, and the character actually had some semblance of Saber. I think that inside of myself there is that ten year old kid that I left behind at some point in my life when I pretended to be someone I wasn’t. I was that kid who like Yu-Gi-Oh, Pokemon, and so many other shows and things. . . but what happened to that boy? Why did I become so afraid of being myself.

People reacted to this drawing. I got comments and likes 15. . . which is a lot for a loser like me mind you, but it felt empty and not deserved. I had taken a screenshot from Porter Robinson’s Shelter Music video and drew it. I heard that people look down on artists who do this, and I feel bad about it trust me, but I wanted to make something that I thought looked good with my hands. To prove to myself that I could do it, but I had felt even worse then I did before I made it. She’s so cute though. Having a virtual world to explore and make everyday doesn’t sound to terrible. . . I mean as long as you can change what your avatar looks like too. I realize that sometimes I use virtual worlds to run away from the one that I’m in, but my brain always asks if this world I’m in is as solid as it seems.

Shattered I was thinking of doing something where a character’s reflection was being broken up on a mirror falling, but that sounded way out of my current skillset so I decided to finally start making a comic shipping two characters from league of legends. . . because Sona and Ahri why not anyway making League of Legends Comics is something Zulidoodles handles way better, but I have my own idea of what League characters would be like outside of killing each other. It’s super moe slice of life dumb stuff though, because yeah. . .

“Hey look a badly drawn city that’s supposed to be teeming with life” cute girls saying mean things. . .That’s not actually what I had in mind when drawing, it was more like “look at the city at night it’s so beautiful with all the lights shining” but I’m happy with the way this drawing turned out even though the anatomy is probably messed up to all end. . . also awkward hands. . . sorry. I was trying to show shading oppostite of what I’m used to doing and having light come from the city itself, but I don’t think I was successful in that.

The Evelynn rework looks good. . . like sexy and way more modern than the old Eve. But with that character design some of those Rioters are into some crazy stuff. . Can I join?? I mean the company and everything. Get your head out of the gutter. But yeah I think the whole thing really fits her character of Agony’s Embrace. . . kind of like a more tempting more deadly and less graceful version of Ahri. She’s fierce gaining pleasure through the pain of others. Also the two lashers are an interesting addition.

I couldn’t find it in myself that day I messed up on the face and was so defeated. I think I was streaming during this too. I remember being defeated. Ink was so cruel if you made a mistake there was no going back it was just there. I had originally planned to make it more dark and mysterious like a good rogue, assassin, ninjaeqsue character should be, but I was defeated and demoralized when that went wrong. It was the third week when I began working two jobs and lived with no day off. I always think to myself. as I’m sitting here making someone else’s dream come true, there is another artist out there working on his craft. I wanted to break my pens, which I had bought due to the time constraints I was putting myself on. I wanted to throw stuff and rip the picture, but that really wouldn’t accomplish anything at the end of the day. So I sat defeated, energy drained, until I let the sweet embrace of sleep take me away.

Day Sixteen was Fat so I drew Maki from Porter Robinson and Mat Zo’s Easy. Easy is a song I actually like more than shelter and the Character Maki is just awesome and no not just because of her looks. Also that familiar thing is cute. Anyway the animation is so good and the painterly style is so easy to fall in love with. I get amazed every time I look at it. I drew this because I’m trying to study music producers and make songs that share certain elements from them, but I haven’t worked on this track for a good week or two. . . going to work on a track after not is like playing skyrim or fallout after you put it down for a month. You forget the state of things and where you are going, but you’re far enough along that it would be a pain in the ass to restart. I want to finish that song and my EP but life is bending me over right now.

I messed up the face again and I was ready to just give up the whole stupid inktober thing right then and there. In my mind were thoughts like, it’s not like you’ll actually get better anyway and I wasn’t born with this special thing that some people seem to have, and although people deny it I believe in it’s existence. I almost cried after messing this up. . . fun fun fun inktober

After my day of defeat I decided the next day that I was gonna take it easy so on this day I decided to use those overpriced art markers I bought and just ink and color one of my sketches. There was supposed to be paint over Sona’s face to signify Filthy, but the bed was calling my name and I was exhausted so all you get is a badly colored Sona. This is one of my first times dealing with alcohol markers though the cash from the job allowed me to purchase them. They’re not Copics, but hey they get the job done. . . it’s probably the artist in this case that’s for damn sure.

Another one of my dreams yet crushed by the cruel world we live, sometimes that is reality. I tried so hard to get good enough at the game I loved to play, but the reality is sometimes even when you try as hard as you can you’re not good enough. I tried so many things to get it to work to, on my stream so I could play this game more to hopefully improve. I still try as a matter of fact. Perhaps if the fabric of reality was as light and fluffy as the clouds that I dream of, they would shift and mold into the reality that I want to see. At the same time what I want now is a symptom of all that I have experienced up to this point. . would it be the same if I was living the dream I conjured up in my mind. Like Maki. . . she seems to have everything , but she is still dissatisfied with her life. If future lives are a thing I want to be able to mold and craft mine. . . but then put myself in it and forget that I designed it in the first place. The cloud9 I knew and loved is gone, the team of meteos, balls, hai, sneaky, and lemonnation. Those days are over, the definition of cloud9 is a state of euphoria almost like a high, and that’s a feeling I haven’t felt in awhile. That feeling is as unattainable as the dream itself. Also I didn’t like how I colored this one I’m poop tier with alcohol markers. . . alright that’s learned.

Yes but look at my facebook I’m so happy I’m always happy all the time I shit rainbows and poop butterflies and money seems to just fall right out of my ass. As you can tell I’m not a very optimistic person, but sometimes it gets tiring to be so fake maybe one day I’ll be randomly selected to receive 1/10th of a nigerian princes fortune after I send him the $4000 dollars he needs to get the money first. Anyway the prompt was broken and I decided to be a smartass and be melodramatic . . . long story short.

Furious. .. am I salty yes I’m fucking pissed . not at anyone or anything really, just the fact that I’m alive and I have existential angst everyday. I feel like a cat that’s being teased with a toy it will never get. I always dream I’ll get to a place where my life has impact and meaning but I always think myself into a corner where I contemplate the point of doing anything at all. Ughoijaeoifjaewoijfaowe Rage typing

On the front porch of my house my dad and I used to hang out. He would smoke his Marlboro Menthol Lights and we would just sit there together looking at the city at night. We listened to the sounds of seals on the docks, foghorns, and planes flying overhead.

This is one of the artworks that I actually liked drawing and although it is far from perfect I liked one of my drawings. That is a rare event, but I guess it can happen. If your wondering about the process I literally looked up a bunch of pictures of cute korean girls way out of my league and pictures of D.V.A. although there were still moments were I would be extremely frustrated. I get the feeling that I’m just not good enough at drawing and just feel impending doom. Sometimes I actually enjoy drawing.

And after I made a drawing I liked I made a drawing that I despised. . . I remember dropping the ink on her neck and feeling deflated .. . also I don’t think I did Senjougahara justice… and hands bleh haands… the facial shape is nreally bad too.. bruhgh. Although if I was blind I wouldn’t even be able to see my shitty drawings. . . If I became blind and wasn’t able to see I think I would be happy even being able to see this poopy drawing again.

This was another one of those . . .I need a confidence boost drawings. . I looked at a screenshot of Aoi Nanami from Yozakura Quartet. I practiced using these overpriced copic markers that I bought .. .and I say that sarcastically because they are probably some of the best markers I’ve used to this date.

I drew this in “my style�� which I’m trying to change because I don’t like it, again practicing with those overpriced markers. . . I drew this for me on my time and I enjoyed drawing it. . . I had fun while drawing, but I got salty when I looked at it after sigh

Another comic. .. about effort and my pondering if it is really worth it in the end. . . Some people have magic wizard and people like me don’t I wish there were some special spark I had, but I just don’t in fact it’s the opposite really I’m so painstakingly average that I might as well be the invisible man.

Fall. . . I drew this because there isn’t a day in my life where I don’t think . . . it would be so much easier to just end my life. . . I wouldn’t have to experience all the pain in the ass that is existence. . . I always say whats the point in stopping me. I thought about it how would I do it. . . pills, bleach, a gun… don’t have one of those, falling off of something, . . the bridge by my house, a building downtown, or perhaps the narrows. . . I think it’s the combination of depression and curiosity, the ultimate first person science experience. . . really going into the unknown.

Fusion Ha

Super Moe being fusion dance. . . not much to say here other than my cousin taught me a lot about dragon ball z I finally watched it, but I haven’t gotten the chance to watch super yet . I want to watch so many anime, but time is crushing me into the ground.

I’m looking for something. . . I have no idea what that something is, but when I find it I’ll let you know.

mask on fuck it mask on

The scene where ichigo puts the hollow mask on and fights grimmjow is one of the coolest scenes I’ve seen in a Shounen to this date. . . I know the scene is longer then 11 seconds, but that is due to the limitations of the medium not being able to explain thoughts without saying them in real time as opposed to the manga where it’s all there.

Well theres all my inktober drawings, I think I did most of them, some get lost and stuff because I would do them on random pieces of paper. . October surely is a scary month. What I learned was ink drawings are a pain, but it actually feels nice to use traditional media every now and again. There is no control z in real life though.

Inktober 2017 So this marks the second art challenge that I have completed the other one being the draw 100 challenge in which I drew 100 feet.

#anime #ART #bleach #cynical #dbz #diary #drawing #illustration #ink #inktober #journal #process #sad

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kalimarswriting · 6 years ago

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Wrong Floating Castle: Chapter 2

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I do not own Sword Art Online or Yu-Gi-Oh.

Chapter 2: The Second Castle

"Kirito?" Yugi got his attention. "We're playing Kaiba's Duel Monsters adventure game, the first of it's kind. Are you sure you're okay?"

…What?

That couldn't be right. SAO was the first VR game. Kirito hadn't even heard of this other game.

"Kaiba's Duel Monsters adventure game?" He tried out the name for himself. Nope, still wasn't ringing any bells.

"Yep. It hasn't been released to the public yet. Mai's beta testing and we're here to rescue Kaiba and Mokuba." Yugi elaborated.

Kirito didn't know what to think. But whether they knew what SAO was or not, he knew Aincrad was up there, and they were standing on the very solution to his problem. "I'll still help you, but on one condition: when we're done here you fly this thing back up to Aincrad and drop me off."

"Watch out!" Before he could get an answer, a pillar of flame rushed past the helm of the ship. Kirito turned to see a dragon made of fire growling threateningly from its cave.

"A Salamandra!" Mai exclaimed. Yeah, sure, whatever that was. "Go, Harpy Lady!"

The monster that had saved Kirito appeared and attacked the flaming dragon, felling it in one hit.

"We're hit!" Joey announced, and the ship started to break apart. The column of flame had hit the wing when it passed the helm, setting it and the motors on fire. One of them exploded, jolting the ship and everyone on it.

Yugi held up another card. "Winged Guardian of the Fortress!" A blue dragon big enough for everyone to ride appeared, and Kirito had no choice but to get on or go down with the airship. He didn't know what was up with things appearing from cards, but he counted everyone as lucky that it worked.

The ship broke apart behind them as they flew away. There went his ride home. But then again, maybe he could ride one of these…card monster things.

Kirito finally got a look at their destination. It appeared to be a smaller, darker, more gnarled version of Aincrad, complete with a ring floating around it. They landed on the outskirts of the dark castle, finding themselves surrounded by great, shady trees.

"What on Earth? A floating castle with its own forest? Maybe Kaiba oughta spend more time in reality." Joey quipped.

Kirito said nothing, still a little overwhelmed by the revelation that somehow, he wasn't even in SAO anymore. But a forest around a floating castle? That was close enough to normal that he could keep his head on straight.

"Keep your guard up," Yugi warned.

Mai stopped and pointed, causing the others to stop as well. "Look, cocoons of evolution!"

Kirito looked in the direction she was pointing and his breath caught. Through the forest some distance away were three gargantuan cocoons infesting an even bigger tree. The cocoons were each large enough to contain a floor boss. If blood were a thing in the virtual world, it would have drained from Kirito's face. Was he going to have to fight three mid-bosses, if not floor bosses, at once?

"But why are they buzzing?"

"I don't think that's them, Joey." Mai responded. As if on cue, the buzzing intensified and a horde of wasp-looking monsters rose out of the trees.

"No problem," Joey smirked.

Kirito stayed on his guard, but waited to see how Joey handled the situation if he was so confident.

The blond held up another card, surprise, surprise. "Attack, Fierce Knight!" He commanded. A knight came forth, only for another creature to latch onto it, causing them both to shatter. "My knight…"

Kirito growled. There went another tamed beast. Although…Joey only seemed mildly upset. Maybe these card monsters regenerated?

"Man eaters," Yugi said in that oddly deep voice that he'd had since Earu fell, "This must be one huge bug nest."

Okay, waiting time was over. Without a word, Kirito leapt towards the nearest bug, sword out in front of him. The bug dissolved almost as soon as his blade pierced its carapace. How weak were these things? He landed neatly and leapt for the next one.

"Stand strong," Yugi commanded, then held up yet another card. "Go, Mirror Force!"

The wasp-like monster Kirito was going for burst into flames and he had to shield his face. All around him the rest of the creatures were burning as they fell to the ground. He landed sloppily and rolled out of the way of a fireball, hurriedly making his way back to the group. His arm felt hot, and he looked down to see the sleeve he had blocked his face with was on fire. He smothered it with his gloved hand before he could take fire damage.

He turned to Yugi, scowling. "If I'm going to fight with you, I need to know I can rely on you to differentiate between friend and foe when you're attacking."

"Sorry Kirito." Yugi looked sincere, so Kirito let it go. Still, now the forest was on fire. It was time to move.

"The fire!" Mai gasped. "It's disturbing the cocoons! They're hatching!"

Oh, shit.

True to Mai's word, the cocoons were indeed splitting open. Giant green moths emerged and began flying away from the fire. Towards them.

"There's no way we're going to be able to take down that many Great Moths!" Joey exclaimed.

Kirito steeled himself and readied to fight them, despite what Joey thought. So far, all the monsters in this new game had been weak, each going down in just one hit. Maybe these so-called Great Moths would be the same?

"No, it can be done, Joey. With these!" Yugi held up two more cards. A giant turtle appeared…with a catapult on it? Along with a brown fuzzy creature. Kirito looked between the two and the moths coming for them. Those were going to defeat the moths?

…Right.

High, high above them, Asuna was checking her friends list. It was almost time for the next boss raid and no one had seen Kirito anywhere. Going through the list of names, her eyes finally landed on the beater's. Location: Out of bounds.

Out of bounds? What was that supposed to mean? He was still on her friends list, so he was alive, but how could he possibly be out of bounds?

Her eyes drifted to another name on her friends list. Well…desperate times called for desperate measures. No one else was likely to know what "out of bounds" meant.

Asuna sent Argo a message. <Argo, have you seen Kirito-kun? No one knows where he is.>

Almost instantly she got a message in return. <Lost track of your boyfriend, Aa-chan? I'll tell you for 500 col.>

Asuna scowled at the message window. <It's not like that! There's a boss raid coming up and he's an integral part of DPS.> She attached 500 col to the message before sending. It was an oddly cheap fee for Argo, but she didn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth.

<Okay, according to the friends list…> Argo typed back, then paused. Asuna rolled her eyes. Was that why the fee was so cheap? Because it was information she could have gotten herself?

<I already checked that, Argo. It says he's "out of bounds."> She was careful to not tack on "Do you know what that means?" At the end, because Argo would probably charge her for that, too.

Argo took a full minute to respond. <Normally I'd raise my fee by another zero for the trouble, but for you, Aa-chan, I'll make it just 1,000. I'll get my sources on this and get back to you.>

Asuna huffed, sending the Rat the col without verbal complaint. She knew that low fee was too good to be true.

After Yugi actually managed to defeat the moths with the turtle and exploding fuzzball, they finally made it out of the forest and to what could be the interior of the castle itself. It was more of a cave, really.

"Wow, from creepy forest to creepy cavern, and still no trace of Kaiba and Mokuba." Joey remarked.

Wait, like the Kaiba who designed the game? Why would he be trapped in his own game?

"Hey, do you hear that?" A dull roaring sound echoed through the walls of the cavern.

"There's definitely something up there." Yugi agreed.

A portal—yes, an actual portal—appeared on the ceiling and a dragon's head emerged. It was smoother than the dragon Kirito had fought with Lisbeth, he noticed.

"A blue-eyes!" Yugi announced in astonishment.

Kirito was just opening his menu to equip his second sword (why couldn't mobs just spawn on the ground like normal games?) when two figures dropped from the portal. They landed in a crouch, and stood. One was absurdly tall and wore a coat not unlike his own, while the other was younger (and much shorter) and had long, black hair.

"Kaiba! Mokuba! You're okay!" Joey did the talking, as Kirito was starting to realize was the usual. He relaxed his stance and closed his menu; those two weren't random humanoid mobs dropping from the ceiling like he'd initially thought.

"Joey, you look like an overgrown monkey in that outfit." Was the first thing out of the taller one's mouth.

"Overgrown monkey!" Joey fumed. "That's the thanks I get for coming to rescue—"

Deep, ominous laughter echoed from deeper in the cavern. Screw it, Kirito thought. If things kept interrupting them like this there was bound to be a boss fight soon. Real soon, if the villainous laughter was any indication. Might as well go all out. Without further delay, he opened his menu again and finally equipped his second sword, the Dark Repulser.

Yugi blinked as a second sword appeared on the new guy's back. What the—did he just equip a card to himself?! That would make him both a player, because he was able to use cards, and a monster, because if he was able to equip something to himself, then he had attack points, which would explain how he was able to defeat those wasps on his own. But how could someone be both a player and a monster? Unless he was some kind of AI companion character? Just what was he?

But wait, hadn't he said he was from a different game? That would make him a player for sure.

But now wasn't the time for thinking. What had the laughing voice said? That they had reached the final level?

"Correction, you slime ball," Kaiba cut in. "We've beaten the game."

"Oh? Is that what you think, Seto Kaiba?" The voice sounded amused.

So that one's Kaiba, Kirito thought. They hadn't had time to be introduced.

"That's right; I escaped the lava pool, therefore the dragon wasn't summoned," Kaiba stated angrily, as if saying it firmly would make him right. "That means this game is over!"

Kirito had a bad feeling Kaiba was wrong.

The voice chuckled. "It will be game over alright. But for you, not for us." The cavern around them dissolved until there was nothing around them but a techy-looking floor and ceiling. No walls were in sight.

"What is this?" Joey cried in shock.

"They've rewritten the program! They're summoning the mythic dragon themselves!" True to Kaiba's words, the smoky form of a five-headed dragon dramatically swirled into existence.

Kirito's mouth drew into a grim line. Yup, he knew there was going to be a boss. He drew his swords.

"Alright everyone, stick together." Yugi started. "We'll fight it together, or together we'll fall."

Kirito looked over at Yugi in shock. Yugi seemed like the leader of the group; Didn't he have any sort of plan?!

"Man, I've really had it with this virtual reality stuff," Joey lamented. "Saving Kaiba was one thing, but now we have to deal with a mythic dragon?"

These people had no clue, did they? This dragon looked like it would be a pain, but it wasn't even as big as most bosses were. It looked like it was slow, and the main thing to watch out for was the variety of types in its attacks, if the different types of heads were any indication. But this isn't SAO, Kirito had to remind himself. Maybe they're not as experienced, but they know more about this game then I do. If they were afraid, maybe he had reason to be too.

"Suck it up," Kaiba told Joey. "There's only one way to get out of this game."

"I agree," Yugi said. "We need to take this dragon down. Let's go!

While Kirito waited for the boss to attack so he could get a handle on its attack patterns, Mai took initiative. "Me first! I choose my Harpy Lady Sisters!" She held up a card and three harpies emerged with a cry, only to get electrocuted almost as soon as they appeared. "What's happening?!"

"Another little bit of reprogramming we did," The deep voice laughed. "We like to call it the Dragon Seal. Only dragon monsters are allowed to attack." It said smugly.

While the others looks horrified, Kaiba laughed. "You dare challenge me to a battle of dragons? You five should know better than that." He held up another card. "I call the Blue-Eyes White Dragon!"

A blue-tinted dragon materialized in front of Kaiba, the same one whose head Kirito had seen in the portal earlier.

"Only dragons huh?" Joey got over his horror and smirked. "Then I call on Red-Eyes!" A spiky black dragon with glowing red eyes appeared.

As Mai summoned her dragon, Kirito began to wonder why the five-headed monstrosity wasn't attacking yet. No boss politely waited while you readied for the fight. Once you entered the boss room, the fight was on. Something was up.

"And I summon Curse of Dragon!" Yugi called, heralding the appearance of a great big green dragon.

Kirito looked at Mokuba, who was standing behind the others. Didn't he have a dragon?

"Attack!" Came the command from all the dragon tamers. Each dragon had a different breath attack, to which the mythic dragon responded in kind. Kirito didn't dare interfere with so many attacks colliding at once. His level may be high, but he had not built an defense or HP-based avatar. Trying to attack now would be suicide. When the smoke cleared, both sides stood undamaged.

"They must have canceled out when they collided." Yugi mused.

"So they did." The voice agreed, somehow still sounding menacing. "But some of you do not have a dragon with which to attack or defend. Isn't that right, Mokuba?"

Kirito's eyes narrowed in anger. Knowing what was about to happen, he sprinted forward as fast as his speed stat allowed towards the five headed dragon, but as soon as he began charging a sword skill his limbs seized up as he was electrocuted. He fell on his face as his avatar spasmed and sparked.

"Thought you could get around the dragon seal?" The voice laughed as one of the heads charged an attack, "Think again, brat!"

The mythic dragon released its attack straight towards the youngest of the group, but Joey wasn't a talker for nothing.

"Block it, Red-Eyes!"

The dragon obediently flew into the line of fire, taking the attack for Mokuba. It was vaporized instantly.

"But that means—" Yugi started.

That means what? Kirito thought, only just managing to get up.

Joey's life points fell to zero.

"So long, Yug." He said as he began disappearing into golden sparkles. "I'm done for."

"Don't say that!" Yugi cried desperately.

"Stay with us, please!" Mai begged.

"You can't go." Mokuba added.

Kaiba said nothing.

Joey held up a weak thumbs up before he dissolved completely.

Kirito didn't understand. Why did Joey die when his dragon was destroyed? Were they connected in some way?

Did it matter? Now they were both dead.

Mai rose from where she had fallen on her knees. "You creeps! What kind of sick, twisted game have you turned this into?!"

"Game?" The voice laughed again. "This ceased to be a game long ago."

Kirito was frozen. He was flashing back to the tutorial when Kayaba announced that SAO wasn't just a game anymore. To all the deaths he had seen since. To Diavel, to Sachi, to all the players in boss fights in between.

Sachi.

He saw red.

So he couldn't use sword skills? He didn't need sword skills. He ceased to think as he once again charged the mythic dragon. He was a whirl of deadly blades, not noticing Yugi and the others calling his name, not noticing his swords go through the dragon with no resistance at all. Not noticing that he had no effect, that his game of origin didn't compute with the Big Five's reprogramming.

What he did notice, however, was the heads charging up another attack. He jumped up to the incredible height needed to reach the heads and made a horizontal slash through their necks. But the charging didn't stop. As he began to fall back to the ground, the red daze faded, and he realized that he had done nothing. He heard his name.

As he looked back at the group the attack finished charging. He saw Mai's dragon flying intercept it and ran, determined to make it there first. At the last second he made it between the beam of deadly light and the red dragon. He watched his health tic down by five thousand points; A relatively small percentage of his overall health, and well worth the sacrifice if it saved Mai's life.

But alas, the attack went straight through him, as his own attacks had gone through the dragon.

The Harpy Ladies' Pet Dragon was obliterated, sending Mai's life points to zero.

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