Y/n Kaiba grew up in the lap of luxury. He had everything he could ever want except a loving family. During a trial run of a new duel disk code named 'shadow-sword' an unexpected turn of events cause Y/n to wake up in another world, with everyone qu...
*Y/n's POV* I slowly open my eyes to a darkened room. I don't know how long I've been out for, but it's clearly night time outside so it's been 8 hours at least... I think. My memory is hazy, I remember looking out through a white bubble... bubble? No that can't be right. There was a face on the other side, long yellow hair. I sit up rubbing my head as my migraine gets worse. The flashes get faster and more painful. A man in white looking up at me. A darkened room with computers and flashing lights. ARGH! My head! I scream out in pain as the stinging sensation increases in it's intensity! It's like a drill going through my skull! Another flash of memory. Being injected by hundreds of small syringes all across my body, then another flash. This time of falling into a crimson red forest.
Y/n: "what's happening to me?! ARGH!"
Two men in long white lab coats burst through the door and run over to me
Y/n: "NO! Stay back!" I attempt to lash out at them but I'm so weak they subdue me easily, one of them sticks a needle in my arm
Lab coat guy 1: "you'll be alright, just get some rest. Sleep"
Y/n: "no I... I don't- don't want t..." *blacks out*
When I open my eyes again I'm no longer in the room, instead i'm stood in a large white void, tall silver trees mark the edges of the void's reach. A voice calls out to me from behind me
???: "son."
I turn around, taking a defensive stance which makes the woman behind to giggle
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Mother: "hehehehe, now son what's the point of that?"
Y/n: "you're my... mother?"
Mother: "of course silly. Me and your father need a word with you."
Y/n: "my father? I don't- I don't remember anything. It hurts to try."
???: "that's what he intended for you son."
Materialising from nowhere behind mother is another figure.
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Y/n: "what who intended? I don't understand."
Father: "what do you remember son. Perhaps it will be easier to start there."
