Chapter 1: Millennium Descent
You were just playing.
Cards spread out on your desk, your Blue-Eyes deck shining in the glow of your monitor. You'd spent years mastering the archetype, learning every combo, every interaction, every anime-exclusive support card that never saw the light of day in reality. And then came the message—your screen flickered, then went gold.
A single phrase appeared:
"Do you wish to duel with destiny?"
You clicked without thinking.
The light engulfed you.
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The world returned in pieces: grass beneath you, the hum of cicadas, the scent of olives and sea breeze in the air. Birds cawed overhead, and distant voices sang hymns in a language you somehow understood.
You sat up.
Stone columns reached toward the heavens. Terracotta rooftops. Merchants shouting in the agora. Priests in white robes burned incense near a massive statue of Athena.
It was Ancient Greece.
Or, more accurately... a perfect replica.
> [System Booting…]
Timeline Identified: Replica Greece – Post-God Collapse Variant
Status: Normal human society, minus divine intervention
Environmental Update: Priesthoods active, temples functional, no gods present
Local Threats: Beast-kin, Dungeon Creatures, Sealed Entities
System Integration: Complete
Millennium Item Detected: Millennium Necklace
Your heart nearly stopped as the golden pendant pulsed against your chest. You grasped it—solid, real, impossibly warm. And around your wrist, glowing with energy that flickered like old Duel Disks: your System Interface.
> Millennium Bearer: Confirmed
Initial Deck: Blue-Eyes White Dragon (Legacy Variant)
Soul Perk: "Fated Duelist" – You will one day possess every card across all timelines, including anime, manga, and unreleased versions.
Deck Limit: 40 | Draw Phase Enabled | No Summon Cooldown
Next Card Acquisition: 72 Hours
You staggered to your feet. No tourists. No cameras. No cell signal.
You were in a fully functioning ancient world.
But there were no gods.
Priests prayed. Temples thrived. Festivals were underway. Yet their prayers rose to empty heavens. No divine fire. No thunderous omens.
And yet... monsters roamed the land.
Not always seen, but whispered about. Farmers spoke of beasts stealing goats at night. City guards wore armor designed to resist claws, not swords. The locals believed, feared, but didn't understand.
They had no champions.
But now they had you.
You drew your cards by instinct. The top five fanned into your hand:
Blue-Eyes White Dragon
The White Stone of Ancients
Dragon Shrine
Silver's Cry
Sage with Eyes of Blue
The cards shimmered as you looked up at the distant hills—where a storm cloud loomed unnatural and dark.
The necklace pulsed again.
> Premonition Triggered
Vision: A golden temple. A shattered sarcophagus. A beast with red skin, wings like flame, and a name...
Slifer.
Status: Sealed in three fragments across the world.
You gasped.
The gods may be gone.
But the God Cards—remnants of a higher power forged from something older than even this replica world—were real.
And you were destined to claim them.
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The city bustled, unaware that its fate had just changed. Somewhere nearby, monsters stirred in forgotten dungeons. Priests knelt before silent altars. Oracle visions turned darker.
And you—armed with the Millennium Necklace, your Blue-Eyes, and the promise of every card in existence—took your first step into history.
Not as a prophet.
Not as a warrior.
But as a Duelist.
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The first thing you learned in the city of Phocaea was that this world still believed—even without gods.
The streets were packed with worshippers bringing offerings to temples, priests chanting rituals, and carved statues polished so frequently they glowed in the sun. You walked among them like a ghost from the future, the Millennium Necklace hidden beneath your tunic, your deck pressed close to your chest.
No one questioned you at first.
You blended in. Mostly.
Until the monster appeared.
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It came just as the sun reached its peak. A great beast—half boar, half crocodile—tore through the marketplace, scattering pottery and people alike. Screams echoed across the marble steps. A priest dropped his scroll and cried, "By Athena's grace—someone stop it!"
But Athena wasn't listening.
You were.
> [System Prompt: Emergency Encounter Triggered]
Monster Class: Savage Chimera (Lesser)
Status: Rampaging | Intelligence: Low | Threat: Moderate
Victory Reward: Temple Access | Oracle Audience | Deck Expansion Unlocked
You didn't hesitate.
"DUEL MODE: ACTIVATE!"
Your voice rang out unnaturally loud—amplified by the System. A golden circle burst open on the plaza's stone floor, lines of ancient script circling you. Your duel disk formed from light, clicking into existence around your left arm.
Gasps followed.
"What is that magic?" a merchant whispered.
"He's using scrolls of summoning!" a young girl cried.
The chimera roared, charging at you, eyes mad with hunger.
You drew your hand:
The White Stone of Ancients
Dragon Shrine
Blue-Eyes White Dragon
Sage with Eyes of Blue
Silver's Cry
"Let's end this quickly."
You slammed a card into your duel disk. "I activate Dragon Shrine! I send White Stone of Ancients to the graveyard, and with it, Blue-Eyes White Dragon! Then I activate Silver's Cry! Come forth—Blue-Eyes White Dragon!"
The crowd fell silent as the sky turned pale and cold.
A massive roar cracked the heavens.
And the Blue-Eyes descended.
Pure white, wings outstretched, eyes burning with judgment. It towered above the chimera, the very presence of the dragon warping the air around it. The priests fell to their knees. One dropped his incense bowl.
"By the empty throne…" a robed man breathed. "Is this… a sign?"
You raised your hand.
"Battle Phase! Blue-Eyes White Dragon, attack with White Lightning!"
The beam that followed wasn't just light—it was punishment. The chimera never had a chance. It evaporated in mid-charge, the lightning leaving a black scar on the stone road and shaking the columns nearby.
The city was silent.
Then came the screams—of joy.
People ran forward, cheering, kneeling, some even praying in your direction. "A chosen one!" "A champion sent by the heavens!" "The gods return!"
You backed away.
> [System Notice: Title Gained – False Divine]
Local Perception: [Zeus-Touched | Oracle-Favored]
Influence Level in Phocaea: 47%
Bonus Unlocked: Oracle Audience | Priesthood Neutrality
You didn't correct them.
Because the truth was worse.
You weren't a god.
But soon, this entire world would believe you were something far more powerful.
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The guards escorted you through marble gates, past silver pools and ivy-wrapped columns, toward the Temple of Apollo. The oracle awaited you inside, seated on an obsidian throne.
Her eyes were clouded white with visions. "You... you're not of this world," she whispered. "Yet you shine with a power the gods never held."
You said nothing.
She trembled and reached beneath her robes, drawing out a sliver of crimson stone etched with hieroglyphs.
> Artifact Fragment Detected: Slifer's Left Fang (1/3)
Status: Inert | Requires Fusion with Duel Energy
Location of Next Piece: Unknown
The oracle placed the fragment into your hand. "You walk the path of the divine, false one. You must go to Delphi next. The dungeon below it... something ancient stirs."
She looked up at you, half in fear, half in awe.
"And the world will kneel, or burn."
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