[Marik glances away as he recalls the sensation of the dark powers sealed inside the Millennium Items.]

... That's what the Shadow Realm does. It consumes you. Coils itself around your soul... Sucks the light from you.

[He shudders. Despite it sounding bad, he missed the darkness.

The tomb keeper wraps an arm around Usagi's waist and pulls her closer to him, doing his best to suppress his own aura.

She doesn't need to know. She never needs to know.]

You didn't fail. I'm still here. I promise it's just me.