Author’s Note: Enjoy the poem and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Yu-Gi-Oh! ZEXAL series.
A poem based on III’s evolution from Tsukumo Yuma’s tenacious enemy to his staunchest ally.
I am an artifact, out of place
Out of time
An anomaly of history
The thirdborn of he who walked the spaces between
Guided to purgatory
By the vain betrayer’s bloodletting ancestral blades crossed three
I endure the pain of my crest
Will tainted in argent Chaos
Fly, my OOParts monster! Golden Shuttle!
Into the pressures of the photon world
And resonate with the statue of Easter Island, the Moai
In the fire of Vril, I shall mill infinite powder to power my cannons
Old superweapon, Machu = Mach, scream thy angel’s name
Mihael Arclight, son of Byron! Brother of Thomas and Chris!
Trapped in Stonehenge’s magnetic storm
Computing pyramid eye tablet
Double the radial spread
The city that floats above, Tula-guarded Babylon
Where lies the Palenque Sarcophagus
Grave-plank of the favoured Aztec Mask Golem
Cabrera’s torture machine crushes it
Manacled hand catapulting shameless falsehoods
Pseudoscience of a sinister trebuchet
Like rolling Costa Rican spheres
Kneaded into a mud doll, a heart of stone
Sol Monolith and Shakouki dredge Atlantal, the sunken kingdom
Wind, magma, lightning
Divine punishment of the thrumming Orichalcum Gate
I am carrier of the desperate miracle
Augmented reality’s demise
The inescapable Final Prophecy:
From the sky will come a great King of terror
Leading seven heroes and sages accursed
Seven dark wonders of the ancient past
Yuma – Lend me your Kattobingu
Anchor our souls
And I’ll be your sword
To take up against the Barian cataclysm