Yeah I know I shouldn't be posting more stuff when I already have other stories on the go, but this desired feedback so here it is.

Warning: Spoilers for the last episodes of the series, in case there is anybody left who has managed to keep themselves in the dark until now.

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. Yu gi oh is the property of its copyright holders Kazuki Takahashi Etc.

"To speak the name of the dead is to make them live again, and restores the

breath of life to him who has vanished."

- Inscription on the tomb of Tutankhamen

Once You Speak my Name: The Discovery

Egypt: a land famed for its mysteries and wonders, and on the West bank of the river Nile across from the city of Luxor lay one of the greatest wonders of them all, the Valley of the Kings. Many believed that it had long ago revealed all of its treasures, but that did not stop many from continuing to search for them.

On this day in the east section of the valley away from the throngs of tourists an excavation was under way. As the hot sun beat down on the dry Egyptian sands, the sound of trowels and picks filled the air. A man finished drinking from his canteen and slung it back over his shoulder. Picking up a trowel he went back to his mindless work. Pushing the tool further and further into the earth until he hit some thing that wasn't natural. In shock, he dropped the trowel, began to push the dirt away with his hands to slowly reveal a slab of cut and smoothed limestone. Others began to gather around and someone cried out.

"Sir, we've found something!"

A man turned his head to the sound and quickly made his way over to the small opening at the base of the cliff. Taking a brush from his pocket, he continued to shift the sands aside and revealed the edge of a step.

A small smile moved its way across his lips. "Keep digging," he ordered. And so they did, slowly at first but with more enthusiasm as they dug out step after step until finally they uncovered a dark tunnel leading into the cliff. Murmurs rippled through the crowd. They had dreamed of this, but many didn't dare hope it was, they were so rare after all.

The leader once again came to the forefront. Calling two of his most experienced colleagues to his side, he grabbed several lamps and they moved down the stairs and into the dark abyss beyond.

The lamp light bounced off the walls and created long creepy shadows of the ancient statues. The group shivered as they continued along the hallway. They knew they tread on sacred ground.

"It looks perfectly intact," one man said as they entered the first room, taking in the unmarred walls and the scent of stale air.

The trend continued as they entered the next room. Shining the lights in every corner, they saw that there were no missing items, no graffiti, and no rubble no signs that anyone had been there since its construction.

"A discovery like this hasn't been made in over a century we're going to be famous!"

"I know! Can you believe it?"

The leader of the group put up a hand to silence the others. Though even he was having trouble containing his excitement. This was what they had been hoping and looking for, for so long. It seemed too good to be true, so good in fact, that it had been easy to ignore several strange things in the tomb, like the maze in the room behind them or the monster like carvings under their feet. They stepped off the bridge and for the first time noticed that something was wrong. The leader approached it cautiously he frowned and ran his hand across the empty pedestal.

"Strange," he commented before observing the decorative sealed door behind it. There would time later to study this anomaly in detail later. For now, the true prize if it existed still lay beyond. After a few minutes of searching they found a switch and the door opened to reveal a room filled with personal belongings. Statues, jars, food everything a man would need for the afterlife. There was no doubt now of what they would find from here.

Fighting the urge to run the team made their way down the final dark hallway and emerged into the burial chamber. The group gaped and gasped at the golden walls and the beautiful hieroglyphs engraved on them. Finally, the leader moved his eyes to the centre of the room. There it was the golden crypt. He approached the wall behind it and traced his fingers over the face of the man who lay in rest and he looked up to read the name of the long forgotten king.

"Atemu."

(End chapter 1)