Exploring PsyQualia (Cardfight!! Vanguard)

[GigaVanguard]

"Dragonic Overlord, burn the Skull Witch to Nemain's ground!"

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Something about this doesn't scan right, I think it needs a second pass.

"Even with Kai not boosting with Grapeshot, " MIwa looked at the unactivated rear guard behind Overlord first, then continued. " Neiman's 3000 base power is too low for that the most likely is—"

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This definitely doesn't scan right - Nemain is misspelled, Miwa has a capital I, and there's missing punctuation in the last sentence, and that's just what I noticed.

Awesome chapter. It really feels like, despite all the changes, despite the appearance that Aichi is still in control, he still fell to the allure of Shadow Paladins and PSYqualia.

…or DID he?

 

[NewName]

Something about this doesn't scan right, I think it needs a second pass.

This definitely doesn't scan right - Nemain is misspelled, Miwa has a capital I, and there's missing punctuation in the last sentence, and that's just what I noticed.

Awesome chapter. It really feels like, despite all the changes, despite the appearance that Aichi is still in control, he still fell to the allure of Shadow Paladins and PSYqualia.

…or DID he?

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FIxed. I think.

Did he? Time to keep it vague.

 

[Lillie Jones]

Aichi gave Kai multiple chances to show him a miracle and Kai 's wall, despite the allure of the shadow guard and PsyQualia .
I like your version better of PsyQualia than anime, noy that wasn't a bad Aichi Sendo centeric season.
Well now, I guess student surpasses the teacher or does have one hail Mary left before the final turn.
Continue on
Cheers!

 

[NewName]

"I call Dark Mage, Badhabh Caar. "

A sinister cloud of pale, spectral smoke materialized on Aichi's front-right rear-guard circle, congealing into the slender, elf-like form of Dark Mage, Badhabh Caar. The mage hovered with a mocking, half-lidded smile, long green-and-black robes fluttering against the shadowy wind as ethereal hands reached out from his aura.

"Badhabh Caar's skill!" Aichi declared, his voice smooth, cold, and entirely devoid of hesitation. "When this unit is placed on a Rear-guard Circle, I reveal the top card of my deck. If the revealed card is a Shadow Paladin, I can call it directly to a Rear-guard Circle!"

"Superior Call! "

A wave of dark, shimmering energy burst across the left front-row rear-guard circle as the revealed card materialized into reality.

From the swirling void, a demonic warrior clad in segmented obsidian armor descended, gripping a long, gleaming halberd. Four jagged, translucent wings tore out from its back, piercing the air with a high-pitched hum as crimson light flared from its visor.

"Silver Spear Demon, Gusion!" Aichi declared, placing the Grade 3 card cleanly onto the field.
The demon spun its silver lance with lethal speed, driving the butt of the shaft into the mat with a sharp, resonant crack that rippled through the shadow-draped shop floor.

"He called a Grade 3 straight from the deck?!" Kamui yelled, his jaw dropping as he watched the new front-liner take its stance. "That's a 10000 power unit out of nowhere!"

"And that's not all. "

A ominous crimson glow erupted from Aichi's damage zone as the two face-up cards clicked over, their dark power funneling straight into the demon's armor.

"Counterblast!" Aichi announced calmly. "By paying two Counterblasts, Gusion gets an additional 4000 power until the end of the turn!"

Silver Spear Demon, Gusion threw its head back as dark energy surged through its limbs. The four translucent wings on its back flared violently, emitting a shrill, deafening hum while the silver halberd began to glow with a sharp, malevolent aura.

"Now... are you ready, Kai?" Aichi asked, his voice smooth and unnervingly soft as he looked across the table. "The image of your absolute defeat is carved into my eyes."

Kai grit his teeth, his jaw aching under the immense pressure. Even with three 10,000-shield triggers sitting tightly in his hand, a cold, heavy knot tightened in his chest. For the first time in his life, holding thirty thousand in shield power didn't feel like enough. It felt paper-thin against the suffocating void creeping over the board.

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Aichi raised his hand, pointing a slender finger directly at Dragonic Overlord as the dark knight behind the mage stepped forward, its obsidian spear crackling with dark energy.

"Boosted by Blaster Javelin, for a total of 15,000 power..." Aichi declared, his blue eyes flashing with a cold, distant light as spectral hands erupted around the rear-guard. "Dark Mage, Badhabh Caar launches his attack!"

The dark mage hovered forward, his slender form cloaked in a swirling vortex of spectral mist. Behind him, Blaster Javelin raised his spear, channeling a stream of dark, crackling energy directly into Badhabh Caar's back.

The mage's mocking smile widened as he unleashed a barrage of ghostly, ethereal hands that streaked across the field straight toward the monarch of flames.

Dragon Knight, Nehalem will intercept that attack!
With a fierce roar, Dragon Knight, Nehalem leapt into the guard circle, raising his heavy shield and broadsword to cross them directly in front of the crimson emperor.

The barrage of ghostly, ethereal hands slammed headfirst into Nehalem's stance, shattering into a cascade of pale, dying sparks as the dragon knight absorbed the entire 15,000 power strike.

"He's using his intercept already?" Emi said as she watched Nehalem fall back from the field in a shower of fading embers.

"In his position, I would've done the exact same thing." Kamui blurted out, leaning far over the spectator rail, his fists trembling. "Against a declaration like that, with every cell in my body screaming, every single card in your hand is precious!"

"That intercept saved him a card from his hand, but it also left his right front row completely wide open," Misaki added, her sharp eyes scanning Kai's dwindling field. "He's putting everything on the line to guard against what's left in Aichi's hand."

"He used Nehalem to save his triggers," Miwa muttered, his usual easygoing grin nowhere to be seen as he leaned over the railing. "Even with only 4 cards in the damage zone. He's bracing for impact."

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"Silver Spear Demon,Gusion attacks. "
At that, Kourin, who helped in putting the shadow Paladin deck in the first place, was the first to react, her slender eyebrows arching sharply as her eyes widened in sudden surprise. "What...?"

"Huh?" Kamui blinked, looking back and forth between Kourin and the board in confusion.

Virtually everyone standing in the observation gallery—with the sole exception of Emi—was a top-tier fighter capable of competing at the national level.

Hearing Kourin's sudden bewilderment shattered the heavy silence in the room, causing them to immediately snap their attention back down to the board, furiously calculating the math to figure out what had just caught her off guard.

But Aichi's move…was one even beginners will see.

"Why…isn't Garurubau supporting?" Emi said in surprise. "Did he forget?"

"That attack... it's only 14,000 power," Miwa muttered, his throat dry as the chilling reality finally crystallized in his mind.

Down on the field, Kai didn't flinch.

He didn't reach for his hand, nor did he pull a single card toward the guard circle.

His face remained a hardened, unreadable mask, though the muscles along his jaw twitched under the suffocating pressure of Aichi's violet aura.

"I don't guard," Kai said, his voice a rumble that cut straight through the silent room. Its best to hope for a trigger instead.

Aichi didn't utter a word.

With a serene, almost hypnotic gesture of his hand, Gusion surged forward alone. The four-winged demon whirled its gleaming silver lance with terrifying velocity, driving the tip straight through the chest of the monarch of flames.

A torrent of dark, spectral shockwaves erupted across Kai's side of the field, blowing his coat violently backward. Dragonic Overlord roared in anger as it was forced back, its crimson scales flaring as the blast consumed it.

Kai reached for the top card of his deck and flipped it over into the damage zone.

It was his fifth damage. No trigger.

Kai stared down at his five damage cards, his fingers tightening until his knuckles turned ghostly white.

He didn't need to look up to know what was coming next.

Across the table, Aichi stood bathed in that pale, shimmering light, his blue eyes distant. Like he was seeing something not there.

But even without their gifts, Kai had already seen it—flashing vividly behind his eyelids. Not from anything else, but from pure, battle-hardened experience.

"You saw it, didn't you?" Kai announced quietly but raw venom quietly dripped from his voice. "A Stand trigger."

Aichi slowly smiled.

The pale violet aura surrounding him flared softly, shimmering like liquid light as he slowly placed his hand on his Vanguard.

"You really are great Kai... you already saw it, the image of your defeat."

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"Wait, Stand trigger? What do they…?" Emi asked, her hands clutching the spectator rail in sheer confusion.

"Stand... stand... Stand...?" Kamui muttered under his breath, his eyes darting frantically across the field as his mind raced. Suddenly, he froze, his jaw dropping in horror. "Aha! I get it now! It's... it's over!"

"Why?"

"If Kai had pulled a Heal trigger right there to stay at four damage, he may have survived," Kamui explained as he stared down at the board. "Or if he pulled a Draw trigger, he'd get an extra card and power to guard with. But with five damage locked in and no trigger to help him... it's over."

"HUH?!" Emi pressed, her eyes wide as she looked between Kamui and Misaki. "But Kai still has thirty thousand in shield power sitting in his hand. Even if Aichi attacks with Dark Metal Dragon next, shouldn't thirty thousand be more than enough to stop it?"

"Normally, yes," Misaki answered quietly, her sharp eyes fixed on the blue-haired boy surrounded by that dark, spectral haze. "With no trigger, Dark Metal Dragon reaches twenty thousand power with its skill and Doranbau's support. If Kai drops two of his ten-thousand shields, Overlord's defense jumps to thirty-one thousand. Even with two triggers, Aichi wouldn't be able to break through it at all."

"Except Aichi doesn't need to break through Overlord's defense with Dark Metal Dragon." Kourin finished.

"He doesn't?" Emi gasped.

"Aichi saw it, and Kai predicted it," Kourin said, her voice dropping into a low, chilling monotone as she stared down at the field. "In his next drive checks, a Stand trigger is already waiting."

"Stand trigger…who is…?" Emi's breath hitched as the picture finally snapped into focus. "Gusion... restands?!"

"Exactly," Kamui said, shaking his head in sheer disbelief. "Gusion stands back up. And because Aichi intentionally held back Garurubau's boost on that first attack, Garurubau is still standing, too! On Gusion's second attack, Aichi can finally use Garurubau to boost him. Gusion's base ten thousand, plus his four-thousand Counterblast skill, plus Garurubau's seven-thousand boost... that's already twenty-one thousand power without needing any extra power from the drive check."

"And Kai will only have one ten-thousand shield left in his hand," Misaki added coldly. "Overlord's eleven-thousand base power plus a single ten-thousand shield is only twenty-one thousand defense. Aichi doesn't even need the powerboost. The moment that Stand trigger flips during the Vanguard's drive check... Gusion's second attack becomes completely unblockable."

"But if that's true, why didn't he just guard against Gusion in the first place?" Emi asked. "If he guarded Gusion, he'd still be at four damage! Then, after defending against Dark Metal Dragon, even if Gusion restands and hits him, that would only bring him to five damage total, right? So why didn't he guard?"

"Because that was a declaration," Kourin said, her voice quiet, heavy, and devoid of any doubt.

"What?" Emi blinked, turning to her in confusion.

"The moment Aichi didn't boost with Garurubau, he already declared it," Kourin explained, her sharp eyes fixed on the blue-haired boy below. "His victory."

"But... how?!"

"A Critical trigger," Kourin answered. "That's the second drive check."

Emi gasped, and Misaki closed her eyes, the horrifying reality of the math finally clicking perfectly into place.

"If Kai had used one of his ten-thousand shields to guard Gusion's first attack," Misaki explained, her voice chillingly precise, "he would have only had two shields left for the Vanguard. When Dark Metal Dragon attacks, Kai is forced to use his last two shields to block it."

"But then comes Aichi's Twin Drive," Miwa took over, staring at Aichi as if looking at a monster. "The first check is the Stand trigger. Gusion stands back up and gets five thousand power. Then... the second check is a Critical trigger. Because Dark Metal Dragon's attack is already blocked, Aichi just dumps the Critical effect and the extra five thousand power straight onto Gusion as well!"

"Oh my god..." Kamui breathed, gripping his hair in absolute horror. "Gusion's base ten thousand, plus his skill, plus Garurubau's boost, plus the Stand trigger, and the Critical trigger! Gusion's second attack would crash in at thirty-one thousand power with two criticals! And Kai would have absolutely zero cards left in his hand to stop it!"

"He'd go from four damage straight to six in a single hit," Kourin finished coldly. "If Toshiki Kai guards Gusion's first attack, he dies to the two-critical restand. If he doesn't guard Gusion, he goes to five damage and dies to the unblockable restand anyway. It didn't matter what Kai chose to do. The moment Aichi left Garurubau standing … he declared it already, the game's final image."

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"Wait, wait! I've been staying quiet, but this is just outrageous!" Miwa shouted, his usual easygoing composure completely shattering as he slammed both hands down onto the spectator rail. "You guys are talking like Aichi is guaranteed to pull two triggers! Not just triggers, but hell—you make it seem like he can literally read the top of his deck!"

His voice echoed loudly off the walls of the card shop. He looked between Misaki and Kourin, waiting for someone to laugh or tell him he was losing his mind.

Instead, Kourin slowly turned her head toward him, her emerald green eyes cold and unblinking.

"You really haven't realized it yet, have you?" Kourin said softly, her voice carrying an eerie weight that cut straight through. "You didn't think the flames, the roaring wind, and the suffocating darkness we're all feeling right now are just special effects, did you?"

Miwa froze, his throat going dry as the atmospheric pressure in the room seemed to drop by ten degrees.

"The wind... the phantom heat..." Rekka chimed in, stepping up beside Kourin, her arms crossed tight against her chest as she stared down at the pale violet aura surging around Aichi's feet. "It's not an illusion. Cray is bleeding directly into this room. Aichi isn't calculating odds or guessing probabilities anymore."

"He's seeing it," Suiko finished, her voice dropping into a chilling register. "PSYqualia connects the fighter directly to the planet. To Aichi, the deck isn't a pile of face-down cards anymore. He sees the exact sequence of what's coming next as clearly as if it were written in light right in front of him."

"No... no way..." Emi breathed, "You're saying... he built that entire unblockable trap because he already saw the Stand and Critical triggers sitting right on top of his deck?!"

"Precisely," Koruin said coldly, her sharp eyes fixed on the blue-haired boy below. "He didn't hope for those triggers. He knew they were there. "

Down on the field, Aichi didn't look up at the gallery. He didn't even acknowledge Miwa's outburst. The dark, spectral miasma swirling around him pulsed like a slow heartbeat, bathing the entire room in a faint, eerie light.

Slowly, fluidly, Aichi reached out, resting his slender fingers lightly atop his Vanguard.

"The voice of the planet is absolute, Kai," Aichi said softly, his voice devoid of any warmth as he prepared for the Twin Drive. "Every single card has already aligned for your absolute defeat."

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"Boosted by Doranbau, Dark Metal Dragon," Aichi declared, his voice echoing with an unnatural, chilling resonance that seemed to cause the very air in the shop to vibrate. As if responding directly to his call, the two units behind him on the field sprang into action in perfect tandem.

Behind the Vanguard, Doranbau let out a low, guttural shriek, channeling a thick torrent of obsidian flames straight into the back of the massive dragon standing before it.

"Bury our enemy in unforgiving iron!" Aichi commanded, pointing a single, slender finger straight at the monarch of flames.

Dark Metal Dragon threw its colossal head back, a roar tearing from its throat that shook the entire card shop.

The serrated black blade held in its massive claw flared with dark, crackling electricity as it lunged across the playmat, bringing the great dark sword down in a sweeping, apocalyptic arc toward Dragonic Overlord.

"I guard! Dragon Monk, Genjo, and Embodiment of Spear Tahr!" Kai growled, his face set in stone as he slammed two ten-thousand-shield triggers onto the guard circle. "Overlord reaches thirty-one thousand defense!"

As the figures of the spearman and the monk appeared on Kai's field, the dark metal dragon actually stopped its advance.

Thirty-one thousand defense. Under any normal circumstances, the attack was completely, dead.

Yet Aichi didn't even blink. His rainbow blue eyes remained fixed on Kai as his hand hovered smoothly, effortlessly above his deck.

"First check."

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Kourin spoke without turning from the table. "Some part of you still doesn't believe it," she told Miwa. "This is where that ends. Watch."
Miwa held his breath, his hands gripping the metal railing so tightly his knuckles turned white. He wanted to scream that it was impossible, that no one could predict two specific triggers back-to-back out of a shuffled deck. But as Aichi's fingers made contact with the deck, the air around the table fractured.

As Aichi lifted the card, a brilliant, blinding pulse of gold light burst from beneath his fingertips, illuminating his, unblinking face in a terrifying radiance.

"Death Feather Eagle," Aichi declared smoothly, turning the card face-up. "A Critical trigger."

Kamui gasped, his eyes nearly popping out of his head. "Wait—a Critical trigger first?!"

"It's not a Stand trigger..." Miwa blurted out, a sudden flare of hope surging through his chest. "If it's a Critical, then Gusion doesn't restand! He didn't get the Stand trigger!"

"Don't be a fool,," Kourin cut in, as she pointed down at the board. "Look at where the power and critical are going."

"All effects to Silver Spear Demon, Gusion," Aichi commanded softly.

"He... he missed the Stand trigger?" Emi stuttered, looking between Kourin and Misaki in sheer confusion.

"He didn't miss anything," Kourin said, her tone heavy with absolute, unquestionable certainty. "That was just the first half. There's still one card left."

"There's no way..." Miwa whispered, his throat completely dry as he watched Aichi's hand hover over the deck for the final time. "You're telling me..."

"Aichi saw both," Kourin finished coldly. "He didn't care which order they came in. Because as long as the second check is what it is... Kai is still trapped."

Down on the field, Kai's jaw clenched so hard a muscle twitched violently in his cheek.

His heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped beast. He knew. The appearance of the critical trigger first didn't save him—it had only delayed the blade by a fraction of a second.

"Second check."

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Up in the gallery, Miwa leaned heavy over the railing, his knuckles turning bone-white against the cold metal. Come on, Aichi... you aren't a machine. Even with whatever this PSYqualia, you can't control the order of the deck. That's just impossible!

Down on the mat, Kai's eyes burned into Aichi's face like molten steel.

He didn't flinch, nor did his posture break, but his sharp gaze searched every line of the younger boy's expression. Hunting for even a fraction of a second of hesitation, a subtle twitch of doubt, or a momentary crack in that tranquil, detached facade. Anything that would prove the blue-haired boy had misjudged the exact sequence of the future.

Beside Miwa, the Ultra Rare girls didn't move an inch. A quiet, knowing smirk touched their lips. Suiko let out a low, soft sigh of amused confidence, while Kourin merely tilted her head, her emerald eyes fixed on the execution about to take place. T

Aichi's hand moved without a single tremor. He lifted the card smoothly from the top of his deck and turned it face-up onto the mat.

As Aichi flipped the second card, it glowed blue.

"Stand trigger. Darkside Trumpeter."

The cool, sapphire radiance swept across the playmat, casting sharp shadows across the floorboards.

"All effects to Silver Spear Demon, Gusion."

The cool, sapphire radiance of the Stand trigger fused instantly with the blinding golden light of the earlier Critical trigger. The double surge of power roared down the left column like a localized hurricane, wrapping the four-winged demon in a suffocating shroud of black, sapphire, and gold energy.

Gusion threw its head back with a shrill, deafening shriek as its wings flared to their absolute limit. The silver halberd in its claws began to vibrate violently, crackling with raw, unstable dark magic.

Base ten thousand. Four thousand from its Counterblast skill. Five thousand from the Stand trigger. Five thousand and an extra critical from the Critical trigger.

Gusion now stood at an monstrous twenty-four thousand power—holding two criticals.

And behind it, Garurubau remained fully standing, ready to add its seven thousand power boost.

Up in the gallery, Kamui grabbed his head in sheer horror. "Twenty-four thousand power... plus Garurubau's seven thousand... that's thirty-one thousand power with two criticals!"

"And Kai only has a single ten-thousand shield left in his hand," Misaki said, her voice dropping. "Overlord's eleven-thousand base power plus that shield is only twenty-one thousand defense. It's not just unblockable... it's a completely overkill."

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Aichi lowered his hand, both triggers already spent, already counted.

"You know, Kai — Psyqualia's vision isn't fixed."

Kai's eyes narrowed through the violet haze. "What do you mean?"

"Last turn, when I let your attack through," Aichi said, calm and quiet, "I saw something different. It wasn't Gusion that ended this. It was Dark Metal Dragon."

Miwa's breath caught. Kamui and Misaki went still, the implication settling over them like something heavy.

"So don't take it too hard," Aichi went on, a small, cold smile finding his mouth. "Being crushed like this is also proof that the future can change. Isn't that right, Gusion?
"
The demon threw its head back, wings flaring into a blaze bright enough to rattle glass across the shop.

"Now—" Aichi's arm came up, finger leveled at the monarch of flames with total certainty. "End it."

Gusion tore forward like a falling star. Garurubau roared behind it, pouring its seven thousand into the demon's charge to complete the full thirty-one thousand.
The halberd spun once, carrying every point of that attack — two triggers, a Counterblast, a rear-guard boost — straight into Dragonic Overlord's chest.

Kai didn't move. He didn't reach for his last card. He only watched as the crimson emperor vanished into a burst of pale violet light, the shockwave rolling through the shop hard enough to whip his coat around him, and Dragonic Overlord's flame guttered out into absolute dark.

The counter in Kai's damage zone clicked over to six.

The game was over.

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"What — WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!" Kyou's knees buckled under the crushing weight of it before he even understood what was happening. He threw his arms over his face, gasping, heart slamming against his ribs.

"Master Ren, is this—" Asuka's hands clutched at her own shoulders as she curled low to the floor, cards forgotten. She stared up at the rainbow-eyed silhouette laughing at the center of the storm, horror and something dangerously close to reverence tangled together on her face. "Is this the depths of your power?!"

Through the roaring gale, only Tetsu Shinjou stayed on his feet. His boots held him anchored to the floor as the phantom wind tore at his coat and hair, and though his face didn't break into panic, something in it went very still and very cold — the look of a man recognizing a shape he'd hoped never to see again. His eyes found Ren's through the blinding light, searching past the laughter for whatever had put it there.

"Kai...?" The name came out low and heavy, already carrying the weight of what it meant.

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It came all at once, the way it always did — not sound, not sight, but a door somewhere in the back of his skull swinging open without his permission. And through it: Aichi.

Standing over a board soaked in violet light, his hand resting on a card that wasn't Blaster Blade or Royal anymore. A silver halberd. A boy so familiar across from him buried under six damage and a look on his face like the world had just ended. It wasnt obvious, but he could see through the facade.

And underneath all of it, threaded through every card on that field like a signature — Ren's own deck. His shadows. His clan. Sitting in someone else's hands, doing exactly what he'd always wanted them to do.

His eyes snapped wide — not in shock, but in a sudden, sickening surge of raw ecstasy. A phantom blow struck his chest hard enough to click his teeth together, and something hot and electric came flooding up through him from somewhere below conscious thought.

Kai lost. The thought landed first, pure and giddy, filling him up like helium.

Then, right behind it, something uglier climbed up through the joy and curdled it: Why him. Why wasn't it me standing over that board.

Years of waiting for exactly this — for Kai to finally break — and here it was happening on a field he couldn't even see, in someone else's hands, with someone else's face wearing the win. His own shadows, out there doing what he'd never gotten to do himself.

Both feelings tangled together until neither one had room to be just itself, and what came out of his throat wasn't quite a laugh and wasn't quite a scream.

"Ha—"

It started small. A single broken syllable, like his body hadn't caught up to what his mind already knew.

"—ha... haha..."

Then it built, each laugh coming out louder and uglier than the last, jubilation and fury braided so tightly together there was no telling which one was driving it anymore.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

 

[GigaVanguard]

The "it's not x it's y" is still coming through too strong this chapter, but otherwise, PEAK.

 

[frozone]

Tftc pity I wanted to see the absolute shock of them reacting to a mixture of dark and royal paladins

 

[Lillie Jones]

Absolute Cinema
Ren has a mental breakdown from Kai defeat from Aichi sensxing the final cardfight Vanguard battle st thr shop, which Aichi gets to see unfortunate Ren parallels of what Aichi could have been if he hadn't been corrupted by the PsyQualia powers .
Looking forward to more of reactions to light and dark paladins.
I think?
Continue on
Cheers!