Yu Gi Oh is the pampered offspring of whoever made it, and it wasn't me.

Summary: I tried to give this chapter some plot. But you know, with me, plot and humor don't mix too well.

Chappie four: Life and Death

Dear Journal…

(Seto Kaiba)

Dear Assisted Suicide Machine,

I realize that I've been depressed lately. And not just because some random person tried to shoot me because he blamed his wife moving out on me. Sure, blame the bishonen. It wasn't my fault I was born sexy. Anywho, while sat behind my desk, I soon found myself thinking: 'Bloody hell-there's no way Mokuba could successfully run this company!' And then I thought: 'since when did I use 'bloody' as a fluent adjective like a smelly brit?' (A/N: No offense to Brittish people)

That got me thinking about the whole 'life after death' and, 'where we go when we die' business. Man, eternal damnation and all that shit is just freakish. That's exactly why I don't believe in God, Buddha, Judah, Zeus, Jupiter, Hera, Satan, Mecca, Ra, or whoever else.

But besides that...

Suppose Life after Death was real. But suppose no matter how good you've been, you still don't go to heaven. That would be a downright kick-in-the-pants, wouldn't it? And suppose that even though you're dead, you continue to live on the planet Earth. Now suppose the earth suddenly exploded and everybody died. Then, you don't have to worry about keeping earth clean because there'd be no earth to clean!

So please...

Don't hand me a Watch Tower or a mini bible.

Allow me to enjoy my peaceful, everlasting experience in Limbo.

Because if you don't...

I'll pop a cap in your ass.

Seto Kaiba

BTW, this is the last chappy. NOOOOOOOOO!

It's complete until I decide to work on it again. In fact, Both of My YuGiOh stories are complete as of now. I may suddenly start them up again, but who knows? Right now I want to pursue my other favorite shows.