El Shaddoll Millenia

1st String

The Shaddoll. A group of monsters who take the deceased and add them to their growing forces. They would take their victims to a cursed prison where they would slowly become soulless, if they aren't already, and perfect for the Shaddoll Core, a living shadow that can become any known attribute.

Majority of the Shaddoll are nothing but shadows in corpses. However, there are an exceptional few who have sentience and can control the lesser shadows. These were the El Shaddoll. They were the most powerful and most complete. Grysta, a once noble knight turned a Doll with wings of fire, burning for all to see. Winda, once two members of the Gusto clans is now Shadow of herself, keeping stronger foes at bay with her age old companion. Wendigo, a master of wind who protects her allies and once a member of the Ritual-Beast clan born from the Gusto. Construct, the main controller of the Shaddoll at one time, before that she was twin knights that became one. Shekhinaga, the current controller of the Shaddoll, made from technology not of the world, and holder of Construct.

These Shadow Dolls stole from many tribes in the surrounding area, such as the Flamvell and the Gusto. Their very core is an unnatural darkness that corrupts what little is left of them. But what would happen, if they took someone already broken and made them into a new Doll. A Shadow Game would be natural to them as they would explore a world unique to them. Duels will be fought, but what will become of the defeated.

A new core was made. Strings were ready. All that was needed was a body.

(I’ve Got No Strings)

In Domino City there was a small home located not too far from many famous places. It was small and generic to the point of you'd be excused to not think much of it. Even their inhabitants looked normal. Well, the only one of them.

In this home lived a young man who went to the local high school. Or at least, he used to. A few days before now he had called in sick and hasn't returned yet. That was a lie however. He was alone now, so much lost because of an accident involving a white-haired thief and a loss of a happy family and of a deck that would've helped him go to Duelist Kingdom hosted by Maximillion Pegasus.

He still had his star chips, but he was considering giving them to someone else. Maybe someone who was a competent duelist.

This young man was known as Yuu Yoshioka or Yuyu by his friends. He was rather plain looking with normal short black hair as expected if you were to visit Japan. However his eyes while they looked dull and dead were still a violent storm grey. He otherwise was completely average. But yet, completely broken.

He got up from where he was sitting on the floor in his room, which was torn and spartan of anything unique to him. He began walking towards the door to his closest and opened it to grab a small box and opened it. In it was a glove, a card and two star chips. He was about to grab the card to look at it but for a second he thought he saw a shadow from the corner of his eye. When he looked back at the box there was now a new item. A small ball, that felt hard to the touch, but was warm.

He picked it up and the room became dark.

(To Hold Me Down)

For what felt like minutes he just stared at the small ball, before the darkness cleared and he was in a new place. It was a dull wasteland, but the sky seemed to always have at least three shooting stars. They were bright and cast shadows of their own and of his.

He wasn't scared, he believed he just passed out, even when he started sinking into his own shadow he didn't panic. Be thought he'd just wake up. The last of that sky he saw, was a purple star that seemed to look upon him as it moved.

(To Make Me Fret)

A string was all that caught him as he fell. He was lifted towards a giant figure, a Construct of some form. Had he actually known about Shaddoll Monsters, he'd probably recognize El Shaddoll Construct examining him. He felt a tug below him as he felt something grab his leg.

He looked down and was created by some living shadow. He thought it was a nightmare, but never struggled. Despite this however, the shadow surged straight to his head before seemingly melting into his skin. He felt pain, he realized that his wasn't a dream or a nightmare. He screamed for help, but it was too late. It felt as if he was being dissected and put together all at once. Strings were impaling his back and eventually he passed out.

(Or Make Me Frown)

When he awoke again he felt, full for the first time in days. He felt the desire to to go to Duelist Kingdom. But he remembered that he needed a deck. He was about to exit his room, when something seemed to stare at him on a small desk. A deck beside a stray purple string.

He didn't realize it as he grabbed his deck, but his clothes had changed, once being a simple white shirt, grey jacket and blue jeans had become a black shirt with a black jacket with a purple web-like design around the edges. His jeans were now black and done in a similar style.

The deck then spoke into his mind and said a simple phrase the filled him with warmth and hope. “Welcome home, El Shaddoll Millenia”