Absolute Betrayal (Part 3)

DIMENSION: MANGA (The One That Saves the Day)

"Bear fruit?" Yuugi was having trouble understanding it. "What do you mean?"

"Oh, after about the first 1500 gods and fusions and family confusions, Horakhty made it so that no god could have anymore gods or goddesses," Bastet said. "It's been that way thousands of years, and just another reason to not want me and Sekhmet to be apart. To always make us be Hathor. We resigned to deal with it, with a god's game."

"To save humanity." Yuugi's voice didn't sound as confident.

"No. Since gods couldn't have them, then we needed to create mortals worthy enough to have gods and we did it!" Bastet's nose wrinkled. "That's just what we did."

"The power of a Pharaoh's heart with the innocence of his nice soul, and of course, the one human that was like the favorite pet. The human tear. Horakhty blessed it!" Sekhmet roared in triumph. "Stand and bear witness! The whole of the first human tear will bear a god and goddess, the first in over three thousand years!"

"No," Atem yelled, bringing his hand out in a demanding manner in a wave, demanding obedience. "We have prevented that!"

"No, you assured it. You didn't get them out. You couldn't. Had you chosen anything else, Horakhty would have said you were not worthy enough because you thought you could choose, just like a silly mortal would think. She would have said never, canceled the power, and taken the human tear away," Sekhmet said. "We weren't allowed to say anything, part of the rules, but you did it. Now, you're worthy to save mankind. Which means you were worthy to father gods. The showdown will continue."

"I demand a better explanation that that!" Atem shouted at them. "What have you been doing to us? What have you been doing to my friends to win this god game of yours?"

"You underhanded mongrels!" The Bandit King's power was rising. "Are you the ones who are responsible for what happened to Rider three thousand years ago?"

Sekmet just laughed with it turning toward a roar. "Of course! We've been wanting to be freed of being pulled into one for a very, very long time. It wasn't going to happen overnight."

"All this time." Bandit King squeezed his hands together. "You set up Rider only to be torn apart to be used in your god's game, didn't you?!"

"And Atem!" Yuugi shouted at them. "Isn't it? Where did the Millennium tome even originate from and where did it go afterward?"

Atem gasped. Small, yet hard. "That's." He glanced toward them. Not a frown, not anger, nothing. Just. "You were responsible for Zorc. For me being trapped in the puzzle."

"You did the trapping yourself," Sekhmet corrected him.

"But you made it happen to-" Jounouchi almost lost it, but Yuugi held him back. He had to remember to be nice, if he wanted his own deal. "Yuugi. I can't just-"

"What's done is done." Atem barely managed to get it out. "What was it all for?"

"To make mortals worthy of mothering and fathering wouldn't be easy. No one would just be born perfectly that way. Mortals are born with sin and imperfection, and even passing a test for a pharaoh to be a god wasn't guaranteed. A division was needed for a better chance with a powerful Pharaoh most likely to pass the tests," Sekhmet said. "Akhenamkhanen was our choice, but instead he sacrificed his life away. So at the last minute, we switched to his son."

So. Then? "So." Yuugi said softly. "Atem."

"Yes, Atem still worked. Of course, the mother was easy, the only human everyone loved. The first tear," Sekhmet said.

"I knew it, you bitch," The Bandit King growled. "You've been using us. Me. My family, my village, it was all because of you! So young. I watched so . . . much . . ." He stretched his hand at them. "The ones trying to kill Yuugi and his friends, were only trying to stop the end, while you two were fighting to preserve it!"

"Ah. Yes. You." Sekhmet propped herself up. "There was nothing to preserve. This was always going to happen. Except now, mankind will survive. A side effect."

"Your ring." Bastet gestured to it. "Kaiba's rod. Those who still believe in us, the seven strongest and most faithful, sacrificed their lives willingly to the millenium item's creation. To combat the items that were created of the most heinous people that Set created."

"But the most evil being mysteriously gone that Kaiba found?"

"We of course made sure the evil counterpart was created. You can't create faithful sacrifices if the enemy sees the wrong people still alive," Sekhmet simply said. "There are two tablets of millennium power. One of good sacrifice, and one of the worst people alive at the time."

Yuugi held his head down. ///Yuugi: I don't want to believe it. It's not fair! None of this should have happened. I should have never been born this way. Atem never should have been stuck in the puzzle. No one should have suffered. No wonder Horakhty didn't want him to be here, or me! To know this. We helped the ones who hurt us all . . . when we win, they win.///

"Don't worry, we meant for them to get the ring, just like the rod," Bastet continued to speak to Bandit King. "You are needed to take care of the little things so that Atem and Yuugi can focus on their own game of gods now." She looked to the girls. "I told you last night that one day this would happen, it was destiny."

"You. You created us into two." Anzu was so out of it. "To win?" She gulped. "Both me and Satiah?"

"Yes, of course. It's getting later, the sun is sinking, yet you are both so beautifully bathed in light." Bastet smiled. "Since you first fell, you've never bared anything. That's about to change once they win."

"But who?" Yuugi asked. "But how?"

"You, of course," Bastet said. "You and the Nameless Spirit of Atem will be fathers. Fathers to both of them. Division brought the infusion needed."

"But I-" Yuugi didn't even know what to say anymore. What could he? "Atem wasn't even mortal."

"We wanted demigods, not humans," Bastet said gently. "This is not an average human baby, it's a god. He is mortal now as is the other Nameless Spirit."

"Just." Atem's voice was dangerous. "Leave."

"Are you commanding us, mortal?" Sekhmet threatened him. "Without us, Set would have diced you into pieces like Osiris, and you would be stuck in the afterlife forever. You weren't a threat before to him. Now you are. The human tear is like the favorite pet, and the fact that some new gods could be possible, makes it a little more tangible other gods and goddesses will now help."

"Sekhmet, it's an emotional time. You should probably leave," Bastet warned her. Sekhmet disappeared.

"You." Jounouchi hadn't let go of his grip on his friends. He had to be nice, for Mai, but he was boiling just as they all were. "How they can each be a dad to each one?"

"How long have you been playing duel monsters?" Bastet chuckled. "They are father to all through a fusion. Thus happens in the world of gods."

"So?" Jounouchi kept trying. "Is it like a nine month thing since the moms are human? Shorter 'cause of demigod?" She shrugged. "So, you don't even know, but they might? Just like, with extra power? Do they grow old about the same rate or they gonna pop out full grown?"

"Having human mothers will censor some of their given power, until they get much older." She nodded. "If you choose to have them, but from the way the world will be, you will want them to restore this world back into it's peaceful world. The buildings, the houses, the careers, all of it. So many deities will be willing to lend a hand for the new little ones, you might even get them to turn back time. I'm sure of it."

"Okay," Jounouchi said. "You need to beat it now. I mean. Come back later."

Bastet closed her eyes and presented a large box in front of them. "There is plenty of food, extra clothing, and money. Each day you'll find a carebox at your front step at 6:00 every morning. It will always assure your survival so that you can concentrate on winning. I will take my leave now." She seemed down. "I have not interacted extensively with humans for three thousand years. I am sorry if I'm not . . . mortally nice enough. I will be back later." She disappeared.