Dark Magician Yugioh Fan Art Novels & Stories

The prince of the rouges growled. Drake was panting, gasping for air. He closes his eyes, feeling the presence of the beating heart. As he opened his eyes, it was blood red. He wore the devil's eye. It was cold, dark, mysterious, and dangerous. The prince of the rouges steps backward, trembling. He didn't try to struggle off the chain; he just wore his dangerous lopsided grin.

Bastian shouts after flipping upside down to avoid my charge. "The egg is perfect and glows brightly." We're all laughing with their congratulations flying through my head when a burst of magic shakes us. Our merriment abruptly stops. "What was that, Mother?" Cantor asks. I know exactly what and who it is. After thousands of years my uncle has returned. His magic is dark and smothering. "Drakon," I shout, "and he's going after the egg!" I head toward my lair pumping my wings faster than I've ever pumped before.

In Fantasma, there is a reason as to why the Legendary and Artifact level magic items were called as it is. Because whenever it reaches that level of rarity, so does it powers, It was mind boggling and mind bending the Magical items of the highest tiers can do. For example, there is one Magical items that Aeternum Treasury recently able to obtained, which was recovered by the Maiden Unit that were going under training in a Tiered 5 Dungeon inside the Desert of Nothingness. The team discovered and also able to obtained an artifact level Magic Item, called The Eye of Evil Golden Dragon. And the item powers is enabling it’s user to identified any of it’s target, and on top of that providing a c

“Caleb, I have a proposition for you. We both can join hands and defeat the dragons together. I get ‘The Heart of Magic and you get your revenge. Call me on this number if you want to accept my proposal.” He threw a card at me and vanished into the thin air. I sat there staring into the space in front of me. Was that how he talked business? “So, will you accept his proposal?” Raina asked joining me. “Never, Raina. He is the Lord of dark magic. No good can come out of an agreement with the devil.” “True… then we should focus on garnering Painite weapons. If Adrian hadn’t switched the weapons we would have been ruling the Pearl Palace and the dragons.”

"She is your star, your guiding light. If you forsake her, you will fall into darkness. Every shadow does pass, but if you go on without her, your light will die and so will the fate of your people." The hairs on Charlotte's neck and arms rose, and sharp tingling raced like an electric spark along her skin. She sucked in a breath, almost afraid she wouldn't be able to breathe. The fair-haired man on the Sun card looked like Damien as a boy, and the Emperor looked like Grigori. The Magician looked like Rurik. The High Priestess even resembled herself. How was this possible? Was she just seeing what her subconscious wanted her to see? An invisible energy seemed to vibrate from the table and th

The Arcana Legion were scared about this duel. Suddenly their Tarot Cards glowed the same with Umbra’s tarot card located at Manehattan he looks at his tarot card glowing then looks at the dark blackened skies “Amicitia… my sweetheart” he said with a worried tone suddenly the Arcana Legion and Umbra heard my voice “Arcana Legion and Umbra I know you’re scared about this duel but duel is very similar to final shadow turbo duel when Jack, Yusei and Crow each having 4000 life points while Rex Goodwin has 12,000 life points but this is the opposite they have 32,000 life points while I have 4000 life points but its okay I have cards that they don’t have okay, and also I’ll have my tarot card on s

I rolled my eyes back at him. I heard it before I saw it, lumbering through the undergrowth. Something big, I thought. It explained the crushed leaf matter. Sure enough, through the scrubby bushes, an ogre appeared. I had never seen one, but nothing else could be so similar to man and yet also so large. He made Rivyn seem dainty by comparison. He was dragging a large cauldron behind him, sloshing water. He was preparing to cook himself a meal, I thought, grimly, and Rivyn was on the menu. The mage was entirely too much trouble.

I shook my head and turned to another mage. It was a map of a place I had never seen before. But I knew it had to be real. I had that instinctive feeling, I guess. But the thing about the sketch that ate at me the most, was that the edges of the map were not drawn in ink… they were scorched. Deciding I had seen enough for that moment, I closed the journal. But it was obvious now more than ever. Damien had belonged to something dark and ancient, he had been slipping long before any of us ever figured out.

He thought she was the weak link in the chain. "What do you need me to do?" Mira asked. Her voice was even. Entirely compliant. She didn't offer an ounce of resistance, playing the part of the scared, excluded friend perfectly. Davan’s smile widened slightly, a flicker of satisfaction crossing his features as he reached into his coat pocket. He pulled out a small, heavy silver slip, not a standard business card, but a sleek, unlabeled piece of polished metal with a digital timestamp glowing faintly on its edge.

"Everything up until this point has been a miracle, you can't say that. Why would Lycrith pretend to be the Moon Goddess, and give you the powers to use at your free will? You're a good person Di, you would never use your powers in evil ways." I felt a chill down my spine as I thought of the dark demonic images of Lycrith. His grotesque, rotten face filled my dreams constantly, and I was always trying to wash him away from my mind. "I try not to think about it." Damian shrugged his arms in denial and nodded his head, "We don't know definitively what it is..."