I was replaying the DM animation on the sofa during the winter vacation of my second year of high school, and a dialog box suddenly popped up on the screen: Do you want to understand the true meaning of life? I unplugged the power source and dug into the battery, and a hand penetrated the black screen and pulled me in. When he opened his eyes again and stood in Tongshiye Square, there was a black wristband on his wrist. The system sneered in my mind: You are not a professional player, just in case - make up a duel story for me, but the blood will be deducted if you can't make it up. Seto Kaiba's giant-screen advertisement just cut to that arrogant face.
