Dad is never home, so I have a lot of free time. I started making this shrine to get my mind off Him. He has two sides: dark and light. He’s the evil doppelgänger to the protagonist, who also has a darkness inside him, but his darkness is good. Bakura, I think, just got fucked over in this whole mess. He rather not be involved in some plot because that’d be the only way to salvage what’s left of his innocence. That’s why I like him — circumstances out of his control. When I go to bed, I close my eyes and hug a pillow pretending it’s Him. I know Bakura can’t do that.