That Damn Sense of Déjà Vu

"Huh? Why are there five?"

Dawn was puzzled. "Shouldn't there be six gates?"

Sword Master in the Snow asked from beside him, "You mean five won't work?"

While the two muttered to each other, everyone else studied the Golden Gates before them. On closer inspection, they found a few differences.

The five gates were roughly the same size, but the patterns on their frames differed slightly.

With the third gate in the middle as the center, the two on the left mirrored the two on the right.

The design on the middle gate was based on an oval, much like a torso. The other four were made up mainly of lines set at angles, like limbs.

The longer Qin Chuan looked, the more familiar it seemed.

After thinking back for a moment, his expression grew increasingly strange.

Wasn't this Exodia?

Combine five cards to summon Big Dick... No, to summon the big boss.

A question mark practically appeared over Qin Chuan's head.

Wait.

Was the God of Light a card-game nerd too?

How ridiculous could this get?

As he pondered, several lines of golden runes appeared over the clearing. Apocalypse's built-in translation function turned them into words everyone could read.

[The sky encompasses all things, and so does its inheritance. Each Golden Gate corresponds to a different Inheritance Power. Please choose the power best suited to you and undertake its challenge.]

[Each person has only one chance to challenge a gate. Failure will result in expulsion from the secret realm, with no reentry permitted.]

[This secret realm will remain open for 36 hours.]

[The countdown begins now. Good luck to you all!]

Those lines explained to the players why there were five gates.

Dawn and Sword Master in the Snow stopped whispering and came over. "What's the plan,