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Sailor Philiopa: Surge of the Lifestream
Water. It was all around her. But that was okay. She had no trouble breathing.
There was a light at the end of the tunnel that she was swimming through. She felt drawn to it. With a few flicks of her tail – it didn’t surprise her that she was a mermaid; why should it? – and strokes of her arm, she was at the end, and entered a chamber filled with light.
And she saw…
She saw…
No matter how hard she tried, she could never recall what her mermaid self saw when she swam to the end of that tunnel. The dream had graced her nights (and daydreams, for that matter) for as far back as she could remember. As she opened her eyes, she let out a sigh. Again, the vision stubbornly trickled away through her fingers. It was getting a bit annoying.
The sunlight poured in through the glass louvre windows. She’d forgotten to close the curtains before going to bed. Maybe if she’d done that, she wouldn’t have been so rudely awakened by the Sun, and would have
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Digimon Reboot - Chapter 3 (Text)
Chapter 3: No Time for Jet lag
From one chaotic environment into another. This one, though, was less so, thankfully. Baby digimon were crying all around Cal and the others. And the strange disembodied voice didn’t make it any easier to get some sort of equilibrium.
They were in a large hallway with metallic walls that were a dull blue colour. There were doors on either side, and it seemed to Cal like it was the cargo bay of some large aircraft. As Cal looked around, the AkelaGarurumon shadow copies lasted for just a few moments more, and then flickered out of existence one by one, like light bulbs separated from their power source.
“I asked a question,” the voice said again. “What happened in the Nursery?!”
“It was attacked,” answered Cal. “We don’t know by who. Or what.”
“I know that much,” the female voice snapped. “But it’s impossible for any Nursery to be breach
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Digimon Reboot - Chapter 2 (Text)
Chapter 2: A Wolf and His Cubs
“It’s okay, small one, you’re safe now.”
The voice was directed at Ari. That got her to stop screaming. It was a deep voice that sounded, somehow, both rough as gravel and smooth as river stones. And it came from none other than the grey and black canine monster.
She’d stopped screaming, but still she whimpered, and shivered. Babbu, on the other hand, had calmed beside her, looking with eager dark eyes at the huge wolf head that hung before them.
“I am AkelaGarurumon,” he continued, addressing not just Ari now, but all of them. “That Mikemon—” he pronounced it like mih-keh-mon “—is gone now. A newly evolved upstart hoping to get more power by preying on the weak, no doubt.” He shook his huge head. “She won’t be bothering you anymore.”
Cal took a quick look over his shoulder and saw the feline still running away in defeat, limping, yet st
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Digimon Reboot - Chapter 1 (Text)
Chapter 1: Hatchlings on the Savannah
It was the strangest feeling. His entire body was… it was…
Pain? No. But it was far from comfortable. Cal knew he was changing. Not violently, though, thankfully. It was a rippling kind of change, moving from the core of his belly to every bit of flesh on him, then back again. Over, and over.
He couldn’t see anything. Couldn’t hear anything. Couldn’t breathe. Not that he needed to. It was the most terrifying thing he had ever experienced. He wondered if he was dead and entering the afterlife.
And then: Light. Air. Grass.
Gone was the water that Cal had been swimming in before his ‘change’, and when he opened his eyes, he realised that he did not recognise this place at all. Sitting up so he could see over the grass, he saw that water lapped against some rocks to his left, and splashed him with gentle sprays as it moved down a stream. To his right, the grass beneath him stretched along as fa
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Digimon Reboot - Prologue: Digivice.exe (Text)
“It’s time.”
A feathered creature stepped into the darkness. Talons made muffled clacks against the floor.
She was inside a program. One that she and her companions had been working on for a long, long time. It was both powerful and elaborate; it had to be if it was to extend into and have manifestation in the human world. It was just a plain dark cube, really. They had not bothered to spend time on a user interface.
“Are you ready?” a voice from outside the cube called to her.
She hesitated. Owlmon had had misgivings from the beginning. Was it morally acceptable for them to snatch humans from their world and compel them to be a solution to this world’s problems? There was no guarantee of success. And there was no way of knowing if there would be negative repercussions on the humans or the world they came from.
“No. I’m not,” was Owlmon’s answer. “But I will initiate the program now.”
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The concept of reincarnation shows up in a few of the stories I know that feature Ancient Egypt. Off the top of my head, there's The Mummy Returns, my friend CaribbeanRose9's story Osiris Rising, and, of course, Yu-Gi-Oh: Duel Monsters. There is a bit of controversy over whether the Ancient Egyptians believed in reincarnation, with some claiming they did and that "process is considered to take approximately 3000 years" ("Ancient Egyptian Reincarnation") and others claiming that this is an "erroneous conclusion" that "is based on references to Egyptian theories of transmigration of the soul made by ancient Greek writers" ("A Short History of Reincarnation Teachings").

Still, we know that it is a crucial aspect of the Yu-Gi-Oh! back-story, with Kaiba, Ishizu, Sugoroku (Solomon), Bakura, and Rishid (Odeon) all being reincarnations of Ancient Egyptian characters. What surprised me, though, is that even though this is clearly the case, we see these characters' preincarnations when Atem enters the Afterlife in the final episode!

Atem meets Priest Seto and the others

How can they be in the both Afterlife and in the present day world at the same time? Well, I think I have an explanation.

The Ancient Egyptians believed in various components of the human being: 
  1. The khat, the physical body
  2. The ka, a spiritual equivalent of the khat, which was the immortal life-force
  3. The ib, the heart, the seat of emotion, will, and thought
  4. The sheut, the shadow
  5. The ren, the name
  6. The ba, the personality
Upon death, the ka left the khat, and then was later reunited with the ba to form the akh. It is this unified form that enters the Afterlife. (Egyptian Mythology; "Ancient Egyptian concept of the soul"

Therefore, my theory is that it is not the entirety of one's person that is reincarnated in Yu-Gi-Oh!, but one or more of the person's components, probably ib, or the sheut, or both. That would explain why why the Ancient Egyptian characters we see in season 5 are in the Afterlife while their reincarnations are walking with the Earth. It would also explain why Kaiba can read the text on the Ra card, but has no conscious memory of his past life. It could also explain why Yuugi has such a resemblance to Atem (which suggests Atem is his preincarnation since that's how these things work in anime): Atem is the akh that was trapped in the Millennium Puzzle, while Yuugi has Atem's ib/sheut.

Of course, this does not explain why Bakura looks so much like Thief Bakura, which suggests he is Thief Bakura's reincarnation. The ib was thought to be weighed by Osiris, and devoured by Ammit, the divine demon, if the ib proved to be impure, heavier than the Feather of Ma'at (Order/Balance). The person would then either "cease to exist" ("Ammit") or "to become restless forever" ("Ammit, goddess of Egypt"), wandering the afterlife for eternity (depending on the source).

Surely, Theif Bakura's heart was not pure enough to enter Aaru, the paradise that awaited the pure and balanced. Perhaps there is no such judgement in Yu-Gi-Oh!, or some part of the person (the sheut?) survives and is reincarnated no matter what happens to the heart at judgement. Interestingly enough, present-day Bakura seems to have even inherited Thief Bakura's ren (name), unlike other reincarnated characters. 

So, to sum up: The present-day characters of the Yu-Gi-Oh! series are not reincarnations of the entirety of their preincarnations' make-up, but rather just a part or parts of them. Of course, this is just a theory, but one that I had fun contemplating. :) (Smile) 

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Screenshot: Atem enters the afterlife
Atem entering the Afterlife to join his family, friends, and subjects.

Took this screenshot of the final episode of Yu-Gi-Oh! for my journal entry, "Theory: How Reincarnation Works in Yu-Gi-Oh!". 
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She felt the water before she heard it; its gentle flow brushing against her waterbending senses. She knew she was somewhere she had never been before. These waters were unfamiliar to her. Still, she felt at ease for some reason; there was a familiar presence nearby. Maybe more.

Slowly, the darkness around her started to fade. As she had expected, a river flowed to her right, and she stood on its banks. There was a forest to her left, and the sunlight was already banishing the strange darkness.

Someone spoke behind her, and she turned to face them. “My first firebending master once told me that fire was a destructive element.”

Aang stood staring at the water, his bearded face grim, so unlike the first time she met him, and his Air Nomad cloak fluttering slightly in the wind. As if on cue, a gruff voice echoed around them:

“Fire will spread and destroy everything in its path if one does not have the will to control it! That is its destiny!”

Korra followed Aang’s gaze to a partially buried boulder at the water’s edge. “Where are we?” she asked him as she turned back to him.

“We’re at the place where I learnt that lesson,” Aang breathed out.

In that moment, a much younger Air Nomad, with his blue tattoos and orange robes, appeared on the boulder, holding a fireball in his hand: an Avatar. The young Avatar Aang. He was not alone. A girl was there, that wearing the distinctive blue of the Water Tribes. She had a hair style that was unmistakable to Korra: two locks of her hair framed her face, the ends tucked away in a bun at the back of her head. Though the woman Korra knew who wore her hair in that style had long since lost her lustrous brown, Korra instantly recognised Katara.

It was surreal seeing the events unfold. Aang, so young, carefree, and foolish, sending a ring of fire out to the waiting palms of Katara. Korra heard, though muffled as if through water, young Katara’s crying, and saw her run away as her brother tackled Aang to the ground in rage.

And then, they were gone.

“He was right, of course,” the adult Aang told Korra. But, my Master Jeong Jeong, perhaps out of guilt over his past, neglected one important fact. Fire destroys, yes, but it is not the only element that does.”

Out of the corner of her vision, Korra saw a figure standing in the river. No, on the river... No, it was the river, the water itself having released itself from gravity’s pull to form the rippling shape of a woman in Water Tribe garb and the glowing eyes of the Avatar State.

“He had not seen what we have seen,” this figure said, with Aang speaking in perfect sync with her.

Everything around them vanished all at once, and Korra found herself standing on a hill beside the young Aang, with Katara nearby and a wild-haired stranger encased in ice that had him pinned to a tree. She watched as a torrent of water burst forth, having been freed from its confinement, and flooded a town down below.

Another scene was also unfolding before Korra’s eyes, overlaying the flooding of the town. A seaside settlement utterly destroyed by a huge wave that rushed in from the sea. Whose memory was that, she wondered... which Avatar’s?

“He had not done what we have done,” Aang and the Water Tribe Avatar continued.

Then, Korra found herself taking in the terrifying sight of a huge fish-like monster made of water, terrorizing a frozen city, killing Fire Nation soldiers with simple swipes of its limbs. At its centre floated the young Aang, his eyes and tattoos glowing with power.

Aang continued, “Jeong Jeong saw water as the element of life. But he had never met the ancient Sun Warrior people, nor learnt their ways, and could not see the life-giving power of fire.”

They were surrounded by flames. A dark shape danced against the brilliance, long and lithe, its wings pushing against the fire, sending a gush of soothing warmth over Korra’s skin. As Aang and the water figure started speaking again, the dark shape disintegrated, as if it were made of smoke.

“Yes. Life. And that is what makes it dangerous.”

Korra found herself staring at a lake then. There were warriors in armour that bore a distinct resemblance to the style of that Water Tribe soldiers wore. Leading them was that same Water Tribe Avatar, still a human-shaped mound of water. The moon hung round and bright in the cloudless sky, illuminating a town whose buildings and walkways were made of wood, and were held over the lake by stilts.

“You have felt it yourself, Korra,” the Avatar said. “The power of water being used against you.”

“You’re talking about Tarrlok and Amon,” Korra realised. Being bloodbent was something she would never forget.

The other Avatar continued, “We were under attack. Our people had not net united into the polar nation you know. I was still learning the ways of waterbending, and had been separated from my master in the insanity. My only concern, though, was to protect my home.”

Korra saw another army appear before the warriors that stood around them, clearly Water Tribe as well. Their armour was almost exactly the same, as far as she could see, yet each side held a fury for the other that rivaled any tsunami.

The soldiers suddenly started towards each other, their feet pounding against the smooth stones of the lake’s bank.

“In preparation for this battle, I did something that I have never forgiven myself for,” the Water Tribe Avatar said, sounding as if she were right beside Korra, even though she could Korra could see her watery form doing battle with the others some distance ahead of her and Aang.

Suddenly, Korra found there was a lot less movement. Warriors were floating in the air, their bodies twisted in unnatural places. The Water Tribe Avatar stood with her glowing eyes in a stance very unlike the typical fluidity of waterbending. She was not alone. Her fellows were doing the same.

Bloodbending...

“We won the battle that day,” she continued, “but at what cost?”

Many of the warriors were released from the bloodbending grip at that moment, and their bodies shattered against the ground, having been frozen solid from the inside.

“While there have certainly been other dark bending arts over the ages, bloodbending is the only one that was both discovered and mastered by the Avatar.” The invading army was retreating to the hills then, leaving their fallen (broken) comrades behind. “I tried to repent of my actions... But I could undo what had been done. Because of me, bloodbending had taken grip upon the world, and would never again let go.

“Your master” – Korra was not sure if the had heard Aang say the words our master in time with the Water Tribe Avatar – “was right to outlaw its use. No one should have that much power over another. My Avatar predecessors and I decided I should hide my skills from our line, to ensure that this power never again tainted the Avatar. My children never understood this. Nor their children’s children. In secret, they kept bloodbending alive...”

Korra gasped. “You’re Yakone’s ancestor,” she murmured.

“Life, Korra,” the Water Tribe Avatar said, starting towards where Korra stood, walking among her army as they jumped and cheered. “That is what makes the elements the most dangerous. And the elements of life can be murderous in the hands of the Avatar.” Images flashed through Korra’s head, then. An Avatar holding on to the air into someone’s lungs, ripping holes their chest. Another causing a pair of fighters to grow so hot that they burst into flames. Another... Another...

Aang and the Waterbending Avatar spoke again, “This is why the Avatar must be human, and not just spirit. With all this power, you must be able to empathise with the people and world whose balance you have been charged with protecting. This is what it means to be the Avatar. Learn this lesson well.”

***

Korra shot up out in bed, breathing hard, and drenched in sweat. The wind howled on Air Temple Island, and the full moon stared at her through the open window.

Unbidden, the words of one of her White Lotus overseers played in her mind, “Ever since you were a little girl you excelled at the physical side of bending but complete ignored the spiritual side. The Avatar must master both.”

Willing her heart and her breathing to slow, she lay back in bed.

“I will,” she whispered. “I promise.”
Avatar: Elements of Life
Aang and an Avatar from ancient times teach gives Korra an important lesson...

I got this idea a couple days ago, quite by surprise. It's my first fanfic piece of the year, and the second I've ever written (or, at least completed) for the Avatar: The Last Airbender universe. The lesson that Korra learns is nothing earth-shattering; any avid fan would have thought of this stuff already, probably. Still, if was fun to write. I used FocusWriter for the first time!:D (Big Grin) 

I hope you like it! :)

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Got a fanfiction idea for the first time in a while. Not a long, or even earth-shattering story, but still.... Good news. :)

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The concept of reincarnation shows up in a few of the stories I know that feature Ancient Egypt. Off the top of my head, there's The Mummy Returns, my friend CaribbeanRose9's story Osiris Rising, and, of course, Yu-Gi-Oh: Duel Monsters. There is a bit of controversy over whether the Ancient Egyptians believed in reincarnation, with some claiming they did and that "process is considered to take approximately 3000 years" ("Ancient Egyptian Reincarnation") and others claiming that this is an "erroneous conclusion" that "is based on references to Egyptian theories of transmigration of the soul made by ancient Greek writers" ("A Short History of Reincarnation Teachings").

Still, we know that it is a crucial aspect of the Yu-Gi-Oh! back-story, with Kaiba, Ishizu, Sugoroku (Solomon), Bakura, and Rishid (Odeon) all being reincarnations of Ancient Egyptian characters. What surprised me, though, is that even though this is clearly the case, we see these characters' preincarnations when Atem enters the Afterlife in the final episode!

Atem meets Priest Seto and the others

How can they be in the both Afterlife and in the present day world at the same time? Well, I think I have an explanation.

The Ancient Egyptians believed in various components of the human being: 
  1. The khat, the physical body
  2. The ka, a spiritual equivalent of the khat, which was the immortal life-force
  3. The ib, the heart, the seat of emotion, will, and thought
  4. The sheut, the shadow
  5. The ren, the name
  6. The ba, the personality
Upon death, the ka left the khat, and then was later reunited with the ba to form the akh. It is this unified form that enters the Afterlife. (Egyptian Mythology; "Ancient Egyptian concept of the soul"

Therefore, my theory is that it is not the entirety of one's person that is reincarnated in Yu-Gi-Oh!, but one or more of the person's components, probably ib, or the sheut, or both. That would explain why why the Ancient Egyptian characters we see in season 5 are in the Afterlife while their reincarnations are walking with the Earth. It would also explain why Kaiba can read the text on the Ra card, but has no conscious memory of his past life. It could also explain why Yuugi has such a resemblance to Atem (which suggests Atem is his preincarnation since that's how these things work in anime): Atem is the akh that was trapped in the Millennium Puzzle, while Yuugi has Atem's ib/sheut.

Of course, this does not explain why Bakura looks so much like Thief Bakura, which suggests he is Thief Bakura's reincarnation. The ib was thought to be weighed by Osiris, and devoured by Ammit, the divine demon, if the ib proved to be impure, heavier than the Feather of Ma'at (Order/Balance). The person would then either "cease to exist" ("Ammit") or "to become restless forever" ("Ammit, goddess of Egypt"), wandering the afterlife for eternity (depending on the source).

Surely, Theif Bakura's heart was not pure enough to enter Aaru, the paradise that awaited the pure and balanced. Perhaps there is no such judgement in Yu-Gi-Oh!, or some part of the person (the sheut?) survives and is reincarnated no matter what happens to the heart at judgement. Interestingly enough, present-day Bakura seems to have even inherited Thief Bakura's ren (name), unlike other reincarnated characters. 

So, to sum up: The present-day characters of the Yu-Gi-Oh! series are not reincarnations of the entirety of their preincarnations' make-up, but rather just a part or parts of them. Of course, this is just a theory, but one that I had fun contemplating. :) (Smile) 

~Ken
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Thanks for your comment on Danceshipping 13 by EngelchenYugi ! ♥

I wanted them to look more mature and older. ^^
I have read a fanfiction called Kodak Memories on Fanfiction.Net which was about Mai who was afraid that she might not be good enough for Anzu. So she travels the world to become a person she can feel happy about, so that one day she can face Anzu and be together with her. I kind of wanted to grasp the feelings of that moment so yeah, it might be a little bit too ooc considering the series. xD

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Ah, that explains it! :) 

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Thanks! :) Nice of you to take the time to tell me! :D
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I am sorry that I am so bad at keeping in touch. Hope all is well with you, old friend. :)
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