The how-to-theory guide of merging one Yu-boy to another Yu-boy
Locate and be present in the vicinity of another dragon boy.
Engaging them in a duel is absolutely necessary in order to get the desired result of becoming one.
If you no do not wish to duel, or find you don’t want to beat your opponent into complete submission, then don’t worry because your murder beacons will activate amplifying any hostilities that may or may not be present in you.
Once the duel has reached a headway and a clear victor has been decided, be sure to deal critical damage directly to the vassal in order for the merging process to take effect. Preferably the killing blow be made using a dimension dragon.
A dragon boy must be in close vicinity of the critically injured vassal in order for the merging process to take effect, with their own dragon card on hand as well.
If there are no other dragon boys present once a dragon boy has taken damage, then recovery will take effect shortly afterward.
Collect the dragon card of the absorbing member to complete the merging process. This is an important step in order to complete the revival of lord Zarc due to the dimension dragon cards being an extension of his soul.
Thank you for reading this step-by-step guide of merging, may our lord and destroyer Zarc find revival in the coming year.
Michele: The stars are so beautiful tonight. Sara: Yeah, they are. Michele: You know who else is beautiful? Sara: *in her mind* Please, don’t say me… Who? Michele: Emil Nekola. Sara: What Michele: What
He’s leaning against the wall and she notes the way his voice slightly trembles and she can tell he’s trying to be strong for her. And God, this wasn’t at all what she was expecting when she thought he was hiding something from her. She glances down at the ground, away from him; she doesn’t want to see the guilt and pain in his eyes because all she can hear is the word murder.
Murder. Murder. Murder.
I saw Savitar murder you.
The words go round and round in her head and she still can’t quite make sense of them. Why - how? It’s impossible. They got rid of Savitar, they defeated the bad guy, she had said so to Barry during their small Christmas party. And she thinks of the way he had seemed out of it and she realizes he knew then, he knew and that’s why he was acting the way he was.
She wants to tell him that he’s crazy, that there’s no way in hell what he saw was real. That they are safe. That’s she’s safe. But one look at his face tells her that he’s telling the truth, that he’s absolutely serious. Of course he is. Barry wouldn’t lie to her about something like this. There’s helplessness and heartbreak in his eyes and she knows this is real.
I’m going to die.
And that’s when the tears fill her eyes and she tries desperately not to let them escape. At her sides she can feel her hands shaking and she clasps them together tightly in front of her in attempt to hide it from Barry. She doesn’t know why she’s trying to hold it together right now, she knows she doesn’t have to be strong she knows Barry won’t mind. And it’s not that, really, it’s that she’s afraid to fall apart. She’s afraid that if she does, if she lets the first tear go she won’t be able to stop, that she won’t recover. And she has to. She has to get past this and think about the future. And that’s fucking difficult when all she can think about is the fact that she dies she doesn’t even know-
“Iris,” his voice breaks through her thoughts and she raises her eyes to his. He steps forward towards her away from the wall. And she realizes that she’s been silent for a while and he’s waiting for her to say something, anything.
His green eyes are begging her not to ask any more questions, begging her not to make him say it. But she needs to know. Needs to know how long she has before she- no, not going there yet. She doesn’t even want to think it.
“Iris,” he tries again, this time pleading with her.
“Barry, please,” her voice cracks in desperation. “How long until it happens?” she can’t keep the tears out of her voice, but she at least manages not to stutter, to sound a little stronger than she’s feeling. She doesn’t want to be affected by this, but she is. She’s fucking terrified. And the words are out before she can stop them, because he never told her when. Just that Savitar murders her. Maybe not knowing would be better that way she wouldn’t have an expiration date looming over her.
His eyes cut to hers again in one last attempt to see if she’ll take it back. But she won’t.