Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 352

Chapter 352: Chapter 351: The Arbiter

"We meet again, Seto Kaiba."

A voice echoed in midair. Amid the rolling thunder, a shadowy figure seemed to materialize within the descending lightning.

The figure was half-transparent, ghostly, hands clasped behind his back, gazing down at Kaiba from above.

"This feeling..."

Kaiba looked up and frowned at the man.

"Dartz, is that you?"

The man smiled slightly.

"Very perceptive, President Kaiba. But no, I’m not Dartz," he replied. "As you know, Dartz no longer exists.

The Nameless Pharaoh defeated him, ending his ten-thousand-year plan. As a loser, he could only sink into the sea with his long-lost kingdom of Atlantis."

Kaiba folded his arms. "So now there’s another fool wanting to pick up where he left off?"

He paused, frowning.

"’Arbiter’—that’s what you call yourself, right? So what are you, the one who passes judgment?"

"No, President Kaiba. Not the one who passes judgment—I am the judgment itself," the man said calmly. "There are countless causes and effects in this world.

When humans make choices, seeking to satisfy their desires and pursue their interests at any cost, they create ’causes.’

And as these seeds grow over the ages, I am the ’effect’ destined by history."

"You—"

Kaiba looked up at the crack in the sky, and the massive being whose cold gaze fell through it. Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

"You’re starting to catch on, President Kaiba. Correct."

The Arbiter smiled.

"Dartz was once chosen, because he truly had potential. But he spent ten thousand years proving his limits.

He was betrayed by his own father, who found the Nameless Dragon and led the endless armies of the Spirit World to fight him.

That was his first defeat, and it forced him into ten thousand years of reflection."

The Arbiter waved his arm. The scene around Kaiba and Mokuba suddenly shifted, as if they were immersed in VR. The disaster-ravaged city vanished, replaced by an ancient battlefield.

It was like a tapestry weaving history and myth—a forgotten land under the sunset, the Orichalcos hexagram sigils falling like stars.

Armored warriors charged fearlessly, dragons roared across the field. Elves, demons, goblins, dragons—countless races, armies of humans and elves clashing as the battle raged to the horizon.

It was an endless war, an epic that nearly reset the world order ten thousand years ago.

"Dartz once had such potential, so many resources and power. Yet he was betrayed by his father, who found the Nameless Dragon and led the Spirit World’s armies against him.

That was his first failure, forcing him into ten thousand years of repentance."

The Arbiter waved again, and time spun forward, rapidly bringing them to the present.

Now, in the modern city of steel and neon, red dragons swirled in the sky, blue giants and golden divine birds clashed, all under the command of a king with rainbow-colored hair, fighting for justice against a giant serpent god.

"He got a second chance, with all the backing of Orichalcos, but the result didn’t change. No, if anything, his defeat was even more crushing.

Not only did he lose completely, but even Orichalcos’ power was heavily damaged by the Egyptian Gods."

"Hmph, so what are you trying to say?" Kaiba asked.

"Nothing," said the Arbiter coolly. "Just that, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.

So this time, no more chosen ones, no more agents.

This time, I will do what must be done with my own hands."

Kaiba’s face grew solemn as he realized something. "You mean to say—you’re that thing?"

"Heh." Kaiba sneered. "All that talk, but you’re just a stray dog after all." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

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