Domino City, somewhere.
The depths of an alley reeked of damp mildew, the only light coming from the ghastly white neon seeping out from the buildings on either side.
A yellow-clothed duelist raised his arm, casting a distorted silhouette onto the wall. The mechanical creation floating before him emitted a shrill sound like jammed gears. The three-meter-tall metal humanoid was grotesquely twisted, its cheeks plated in bronze armor, stern and cold like a vicious statue.
Half of its steel wings slowly unfolded, and the creaking of its hinges startled crows from the mouth of the alley. It looked like a Fallen Angel with one broken wing. Though it was clearly shaped like a male mechanical puppet, its bizarre lower body extended into six serrated metal skirt plates that opened and closed like petals.
It was a Monster like a Cursed Puppet Doll, one of its eyes releasing a chilling Red Glow that sent shivers down the spine.
"Is this all it takes to finish you off?" The yellow-clothed person sneered, mocking his opponent. "What a letdown. I had such high expectations, yet the so-called Professional Duelists of this dimension are only this good."
If this is all you can do, what do you think will happen to your family?"
"You bastard."
The Professional Duelist opposite him trembled with rage, gritting his teeth but powerless to do anything.
"Who the hell are you? If you want something, come at me! Why drag my family into this!?"
"Why?"
The yellow-clothed person tilted his head in thought, then smiled.
"Because you suck, of course."
"What?!" The Professional Duelist across from him grew even more furious.
The yellow-clothed person burst out laughing. "A Professional Duelist as lousy as you needs a little motivation. Otherwise, how can I make you show some real skill and