The Dark Formation - Yu-Gi-Oh! Season 0

The Dark Formation

I remember before.

I remember it well, despite how far I've come since that time.

That time were I was nothing more than a few separate personality traits living within my host's Mindscape.

The Mindscape isn't anything like the Soul Room. The Soul Room is a bedroom area that houses your soul, especially in times you are either asleep or unconscious.

The Soul Room is constructed to be a representation of the soul as a whole! As a Person!

The Mindscape is located within the soul, and houses the soul's individual parts.

The different personality traits that make up the soul live there, all working as one.

I used to be the more negative traits. Revenge, Hatred, Violence, Pessimism, Suspicion, Confidence who got lumped with us and even Self-Preservation!

I was all of them, and we, as individual traits, wanted nothing more than to do our jobs.

However, our host had been raised by his Mother. A Mother who abhorred violence and retaliation in any meaningful way (at least, in our opinions...) and caused the other, more numerous traits to shun us. Hate us. Oh the irony...

The 'positive' traits kept trying to prove that our host would be fine without us there! And tried to prove so by dealing with every bullying incident, every self-serving criminal who saw our host as perfect target-practice, you name it.

The seven of us were outnumbered by the others. Optimism, Joy, Trust, and so on saw us as parasites which are making our host into a bad person!

What they didn't know was the beginnings of a new trait that day. The trait of Self-Doubt began to form.

That's what happens when you push aside Confidence and Self-Preservation, after all.

Over time, the shoving got worse.

It didn't matter that the positive traits were completely in over their collective heads with such traumatising events! Refusing to allow our input. Our help.

Our host was probably 5 or 6 when we were banished from his Mindscape, into the inky blackness of the subconscious.

We were there for so long, we began to huddle together for survival! For comfort! We huddled together so much we began to merge together into one singular entity. Festering.

We may have been in a void of emptiness, but we were still a part of our host, and we felt and experienced everything he did!

Until that fateful day.

The day Ushio-san tried to claim his payment.

The day the Millennium Puzzle was finished.

I still remember, the resounding *click* as the final piece was put in place. It seemed to echo off of the darkness around us, and then something was there.

Before us, there was another trait!

A new trait! One that didn't belong! One that sought us out!

It had to have been another trait! It looked exactly like our host! Only with some notable differences.

It was taller, for one. Also, its skin was dark, tanned, as though it had remained under the scorching sun for eons!

Dressed like some Ancient Egyptian Pharaoh of all things, wearing a crown with an eye-shape carved into the forehead, glowing a haunting yellow.