Leo pulled his hand from the terminal. His heart was racing. He looked at his deck—old cards mixed with new mechanics. He wasn't just a fan anymore; he was a gatekeeper of history.
The duel began. Leo felt the rush of the . He summoned Dark Magician , watching the iconic purple robes swirl in the wind. But Kaiba was relentless. With a roar that shook the virtual sky, the Blue-Eyes White Dragon descended.
The world dissolved. Leo wasn't in a dark arcade anymore; he was standing on the deck of a soaring airship. Across from him stood a specter of the past: .
"A third-rate duelist with a fourth-rate deck," the hologram sneered.
Leo pulled his hand from the terminal. His heart was racing. He looked at his deck—old cards mixed with new mechanics. He wasn't just a fan anymore; he was a gatekeeper of history.
The duel began. Leo felt the rush of the . He summoned Dark Magician , watching the iconic purple robes swirl in the wind. But Kaiba was relentless. With a roar that shook the virtual sky, the Blue-Eyes White Dragon descended.
The world dissolved. Leo wasn't in a dark arcade anymore; he was standing on the deck of a soaring airship. Across from him stood a specter of the past: .
"A third-rate duelist with a fourth-rate deck," the hologram sneered.
