Azura
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“I win again,” said Greg, while playing his match in a game called ygopro. Ygopro stood for Yu-Gi-Oh pro. It was a card game simulator, which let you play the Yu-Gi-Oh card game, either online, or against an AI. This time, he was playing against the AI. “If only they made the AI better in this game,” he thought exiting out of the game, and began preparing for work. “This is going to be a long day, I just know it,” he grumbled in his head, while leaving his apartment.
Two hours passed and Greg was completely right. The day dragged on. It was as if time stopped, just to torture him, or at least that’s what he thought anyway. Usually when the days felt long, he would always think about the changes he could make to his deck, or just think of short stories in this head. As he was daydreaming, he thought up a duel out of the blue. The only difference between his short stories and this new one was that it gave him a strange feeling. “What the!” he thought, feeling lightheaded. The short story was of a duel between enraged duelists. One was using a silver dragon with glowing green eyes, and a spell caster monster. There was a girl on her knees crying on the sidelines. It almost felt too real, but Greg shook the thought out of his head. He wondered how this story even began to form in his head to begin with, and to make him feel lightheaded at the same time. That was weird for sure.
Two hours passed and Greg was completely right. The day dragged on. It was as if time stopped, just to torture him, or at least that’s what he thought anyway. Usually when the days felt long, he would always think about the changes he could make to his deck, or just think of short stories in this head. As he was daydreaming, he thought up a duel out of the blue. The only difference between his short stories and this new one was that it gave him a strange feeling. “What the!” he thought, feeling lightheaded. The short story was of a duel between enraged duelists. One was using a silver dragon with glowing green eyes, and a spell caster monster. There was a girl on her knees crying on the sidelines. It almost felt too real, but Greg shook the thought out of his head. He wondered how this story even began to form in his head to begin with, and to make him feel lightheaded at the same time. That was weird for sure.