Moving Forward Part I

“Who the hell is that guy?!”

“What kind of deck does he even have? It’s ridiculously strong! Is that really a 20-card deck?!”

“And what the heck is that Half?!”

It had been over a week since everyone had gone their separate ways to fulfill their respective roles. Joke, for his part, had adopted a hip-hop persona for the day, complete with oversized clothes, a knit beanie, and a swagger that screamed full-on rapper mode. He walked through the competitors of a 20-card deck duel tournament in Milaj City, under the wide-eyed stares of everyone around him.

Their astonishment wasn’t misplaced, either. This flashy rapper, sporting an oversized pair of brightly colored glasses, had just swept through the tournament to claim the championship effortlessly, without so much as breaking a sweat.

And the kicker? He only used one mysterious Half—a little girl—for the entirety of his matches!