by dark door
Have you ever seen your own stomach flying around in the sky—and fighting for you? Have you ever had someone totally take over your body… and still felt that sweet, sweet thrill of winning a match? Welcome to the Tarot Arena—where the “underworld” games get absolutely wild. A slick magician, the Chariot rolling straight to victory, Death himself mastering time… “How’s that galaxy-blowing magic hit you?” “But you still can’t stop the Chariot from rolling right past you.” “Life is death, and death is life again. You can blow up my life all you want—but you’ll never blast through the sword I’m stabbing straight into your heart.”
