Dear Amane,
I need to tell you something that I should have told you a long time ago. I know that it will seem a little late. It has been going on for a long time now and I know it will not be easy for you to hear, but I cannot keep you in the dark any longer, even if it hurts us both to know the truth.
The Ring our father bought me in Egypt was cursed. Terribly cursed.
I became its pawn; using me as a conduit, the ancient spirit could use his powers on others. Do you remember my Monster World table, and the day my friends all fell into a coma at the same time? I always wondered why I was spared… but now I know.
It was Him, Amane. The Spirit of the Ring took their souls and placed them into dolls.
He used my body to ensnare innocent people and I, foolish as I was, did not even know what was happening. I isolated myself until I was able to find a person who would ultimately save me. Yugi is a good person, Amane, and if it were not for him and his own Spirit I would never have been able to break free.
But he couldn’t stop
Only now, the Spirit
He’s back. If I lose control of my body again, I don’t know what I’ll do.
Amane, I have tried so hard to be a good brother. I love you more than anything… but the truth of the matter is that it may have been my fault that you were in that coma. If I had only known… I might have been able to find a way to keep your body safe until your spirit could return.
Amane, you read my letters, don’t you? You are somewhere safe now, somewhere you can’t feel pain, aren’t you? How could I live with myself if your spirit were lost somewhere between heaven and hell, never finding peace… or worse, if He still had hold of it somehow? How could I live with myself if because of me you could never even have the luxury of resting in peace?
I’m so sorry, Amane. Please forgive me. Please.
Love, always,
Ryou
