Yeah, short conclusion; I know.

Still don't own it.

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"I…lost?!" Aster gasped. He felt his soul being pulled towards Plasmius, waiting to suck him in. The D began to laugh maniacally and the Pro fell to his knees.

"Aster!" the three spectators cried. Aster closed his eyes and clawed at the ground in a desperate attempt to stay in his body. He knew that if he were out of the way, Jaden, Chazz, and Shepard would all end up like the other dead students. But he knew it was useless; he couldn't fight the power of Plasmius. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he felt himself begin to slip away…

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"NO!" Aster screamed, shooting up to a sitting position. "N—what?" He glanced around. His room. On his boat. In reality. "They're getting worse…" he murmured as he climbed out of bed. He had been having nightmares ever since he beat the D, but never that bad. What was with all those murders? And what was with Exodia? Where did that come from? That was just plain weird, not that nothing else in the dream was.

Aster shook his head. Was his subconscious trying to tell him something? Maybe that he should appreciate the people on Duel Academy more?

Whatever, Aster thought. S'long as it wasn't real. He had woken up that night once already from the D. Maybe I should see a therapist, he thought dejectedly.

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I know. There's really no point to this story. But as I was finishing it, I realized that I couldn't just kill everyone (though I kinda want Alexis to die—don't like her much). And, yeah, I couldn't resist giving Aster a premonition from season three from his duel with Adrian Gecko.

But it's done! Finally! I've already got another fanfic in mind—so if u just happen to like Martin Mystery, that's gonna be the category for my next fic.

BYE!

(P.S. That first chapter, the Prologue? Yeah, that was real. Then chapters 2 up to this one were the dream. Just thought I'd explain.)