Who Let Him Play Yugioh? (Re-Upload)

Even after being completely beaten to the ground, the three beastmen’s eyes were still blank. The brothers looked at each other, seeing confusion and grievance in each other’s faces.

So the three of us… lost?

With an ironclad formation, 10,000 life points, three against one, and we were wiped out so casually?

Is the gap between duelists in the world really this huge?

Only now did the beastmen recall the legends: duelists from the other world had reached the peak of mastery over cards, and the strongest among them were beyond comprehension in this world.

But legends are just that—few really believed them. After all, the stories sounded too exaggerated, and no one had actually seen such a powerful duelist.

But now, at least these three beast brothers were starting to believe.

And it was different from the legends. Dueling this otherworldly powerhouse, the shock wasn’t just being wiped out three-vs-one—it was the sense of utter futility, and the deep grievance of, ”Why did I die so easily?”

A duel was supposed to be a ritual where both sides competed for victory.

But today, they felt this didn’t even count as a duel.

Today, it was more like they’d been played by someone else.

Only the opponent seemed to enjoy himself. For him, the only difference between beating them up and playing alone was that seeing their aggrieved faces made it even more fun.

But the eldest beastman reacted quickly, realizing they might still have a chance.

In the spirit world, duels were fought for your life. If they were still alive after losing, it could only mean their opponent had shown mercy.

There was hope!

Beastman A quickly realized this might be the only chance he’d ever get, so he hurriedly said, ”Sir, your dueling is unparalleled—truly peerless! I am in absolute awe…”

He knew his only shot was to talk his way out of this, hoping that a powerhouse of this level might spare low-level grunts like them.

”I just have a few questions,” Kira said.

Sure enough.

The three beastmen instantly perked up, seeing a chance.

”Ask anything, boss! If we know, we’ll tell you everything!”

”Haha, of course, you will,” Kira smiled.

Only now did the trio realize the environment around them had dimmed without them noticing.

The sky seemed shrouded in darkness, strange mists swirling uneasily. The darkness pressed in, swallowing the trees, mountains, sky, and earth.

The darkness was like a spiraling vortex, a barrier with no light. Kira was the master of the domain; the three of them, trapped and powerless.

The eldest beastman’s face turned pale with fear. ”Th-this is… the legendary Shadow Game!”

”Oh? You know quite a bit,” Kira said, calmly pulling out half of a pendant fragment from his clothes.

The broken fragment glowed faintly gold, the surrounding darkness radiating from it.

This was the first Shadow Charm Kira had obtained.

He’d studied alchemy with Lyman for a while, combed through a lot of texts, and quickly realized that in this world, alchemy might also be a form of Shadow Game—or at least closely related. That’s why Lyman, an expert alchemist, was also so skilled at Shadow Games.

After so much study, Kira had grasped plenty of dark power theories—but this was his first real Shadow Charm, and the first time he could use it himself.

This was his first time actively starting a Shadow Game.

”Alright, it’s my turn to ask questions now. But you should have noticed—you don’t really have the right to refuse.”

Kira approached. As he did, the darkness behind him pressed closer, as if tightening around the three beastmen.

They’d heard that even in other worlds, duelists who mastered the Shadow Game were the very best. Today, they’d really met a big shot. All three huddled together, shivering.

”Have mercy…!”

Kira finished quickly.

Which made sense, since he soon realized there was nothing much to ask. They only knew a little about the mission; all the critical info was with the handler who hadn’t arrived yet.

Maybe the organization was afraid of leaks like this. After all, if you win a Shadow Game you’re guaranteed to get secrets, so it’s too easy for info to get out.

…

When the darkness faded and Kiran came back out.

After this first test, Kira realized that even though he’d crossed the threshold without relying on spirit power, his strength and skill were still lacking.

Even though he’d won the duel, using dark power to force answers seemed to be his limit. He couldn’t take lives through the game’s rules, or fully control his opponents’ minds as puppets.

Maybe it was a lack of technique, or maybe the power level just wasn’t enough.

If he managed to win the other half of the pendant from Atticus, and completed the item, maybe it’d get a lot stronger.

Or maybe, before that, this ”Sealing Device” everyone mentioned was even more powerful and could be useful too.

In any case—

Kira’s quick approach had been the right call. Not long after he finished off the trio, a huge, burly demon figure came from the other side of the woods.

Kira narrowed his eyes—he recognized this monster quickly.

A five-star fiend, King of Yamimakai, 2000 ATK.

Don’t let the five stars fool you—according to the Paradox Brothers, this guy once ”faced the King of Games” and counts as a big shot. He was the ace of a dark duelist during the Duelist Kingdom, and died pretty miserably.

That duelist summoned ”Castle of Dark Illusions,” a floating fortress, but Yugi destroyed the it with a Catapult Turtle shot, making the castle crash down and squash its own monsters.

This poor King of Yamimakai was one of the ones squashed.

After that short, miserable stint in DM, he got a new job in GX as one of Supreme King Jaden’s minions—a mid-tier flunky.

Kira suddenly wondered—wasn’t this one of the twelve dimensions ruled by the Supreme King in the anime? Maybe he just hadn’t shown up yet, and Orichalcos’s forces had taken over for now?

But for now, this King of Yamimakai had come to him. Kira pushed aside his doubts, and took out his mission card like those cannon-fodder guys had before.

The King of Yamimakai pulled out his own card, confirming their identities like a secret code.

He nodded, put his card away, and frowned. ”Why are you alone? Wasn’t it supposed to be four of you?”