As Kaiba arrived at the desolate battlefield, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. He had seen his fair share of destruction and death during the Great Multiversal War, but this was something else entirely. The air was thick with the stench of blood and burnt flesh, and the ground was littered with debris and corpses.
He walked cautiously, his eyes scanning the area for any signs of life. That's when he saw them: a group of four people, standing in the midst of the chaos as if they were immune to it. Kaiba approached them, his hand resting on his duel disk.
"Who are you?" he asked, eyeing them suspiciously.
The woman in the group, who seemed to be the leader, stepped forward. "I am Makima, and these are my comrades: Denji, Power, and Aki."
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The Great Multiversal War
FanfictionLike all great fanfics, this one's ten times as epic. A great comeback story. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE MEDIA PRESENTED IN THIS STORY! They belong to their orginal owners. This story is entirely made from A.I. (Artificial Intelligence/ChatGPT) so exp...