The feeling of waking up was quite peculiar for Yusei; it wasn’t the heart-wrenching pain he expected, nor the icy coldness of death he imagined.
On the contrary, everything was scorching hot, life-threateningly so, accompanied by the suffocating sensation of thick smoke, as if he were trapped in a gigantic furnace, constantly being roasted.
“This…
is this hell?”
Yusei vigorously shook his head, trying to clear his mind.
The next second, he realized that although he was lying in a cramped pile of fiery debris, his body seemed to be completely unharmed.
Years of experience immediately put him on alert.
After an accident, it was often the seemingly unharmed individuals who were in the most dire situation.
He had to seek help as quickly as possible.
Almost instinctively, he swung his arm towards where a car window should be.
But what he hit was not the glass of a racing vehicle, but seemingly a fragile wooden board.
Yusei had no time to be surprised.
He could only struggle with all his might to crawl out of the fiery debris.
But when he breathed in the fresh air, the scene before him completely stunned him.
“Wait a minute!
This isn’t a Duel Track…
Where on earth am I?!”
It was dusk, the fiery red sunset obscured by the thick smoke spewing from distant dilapidated factories.
The entire sky exuded a dirty, sickly, dark yellow hue.
Yusei found himself in what looked like a derelict urban area.
Cold metal scraps were piled high in partially demolished old-style houses.
Not far ahead was a public road covered in dust and littered with vehicles.
In a daze, Yusei turned around, looking at the pile of fiery debris behind him.
On the scorched ground, clear signs of an explosion were visible.
“What exactly happened?”
Before Yusei could process any of this, piercing siren sounds blared from all directions.
Roaring white motorcycles surrounded him.
His back pressed against a wall, Yusei watched in shock as one officer took off his helmet, revealing an incredibly familiar face.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk!
How dare you cause trouble in *my* Trudge’s jurisdiction?
Looks like you brat are tired of living!”
The arrogant, burly middle-aged man looked at Yusei with eyes that treated him like trash.
His gaze swept over, finally landing not far from Yusei.
“Heh!
I didn’t expect such an unexpected harvest!
A bomber like you actually has such a fine D-Wheel?”
“Something like this is a complete waste on trash like you!”
“Just hand it over to us, Sector Security!
Hahahahah!”
Trudge?!
A D-Wheel?!
Sector Security?!
Every single word exploded in Yusei’s memory.
Every scene since he woke up clearly told him one thing: he had transmigrated!
He had arrived in the world of Yu-Gi-Oh!
5Ds!
There was no room for argument.
Officer Trudge waved his hand, signaling the other officers to act directly.
Watching the group of men with electric batons steadily approaching, Yusei’s scalp instantly prickled.
He had no time for excessive thought.
He could only rely on his memories of the original plot to make the best possible decision.
In this world, nine out of ten Security Officers were corrupt thugs who abused their authority.
Once they dragged him into The Facility, the consequences would be unimaginable!
But fortunately, although the world-view of 5Ds had huge differences from its predecessors, one thing had always remained unchanged: the world was led by Duelists!
Any problem could be resolved through a Card Duel!
As long as one possessed extraordinary dueling skill, any crisis could be met head-on and resolved.
Yusei’s gaze flickered to the side.
Although he didn’t know where the D-Wheel leaning against the wall came from, at least it was the only possible means of escape from this place.
In the Yu-Gi-Oh!
5Ds series, D-Wheels were the dueling equipment of the newest generation.
Yusei, who had just transmigrated, had no Duel Disk.
That unfamiliar D-Wheel became his only lifeline.
“Wait!” Yusei raised his hand and shouted, “Trudge, let’s duel!”
“If I win, you’ll pretend today’s events never happened.”
“If I lose, then you can do whatever you want with me!”
“Oh?
You should call me ‘officer,’ trash!” Trudge sneered arrogantly.
“However, since you want to play, then I’ll play along with you.
It’ll be a good chance to see what your D-Wheel can really do~”
“Ah?
But, Lord Trudge, this…” An officer beside him tried to interject, but Trudge cut him off.
“Hmph!
Do you really think I’d lose to this kind of trash?!” Trudge sneered.
“A Satellite scumbag, even if he rides a D-Wheel, can’t change the fact that he’s a despicable lowlife!”
“Brat, I’ll grant your wish and duel you!”
“But if you lose, endless hell and torture await you!”
“Hahahahahahahahah!”
Trudge waved his hand again, signaling his officers to stand down and clear the dilapidated public road.
Yusei’s expression turned serious as he walked step by step towards the D-Wheel leaning against the wall, not knowing who it belonged to.
He checked his injuries, and at the same time, looked at the Deck slot on the D-Wheel.
Fortunately, he seemed to have suffered no serious injuries due to his transmigration.
And that D-Wheel happened to have a Deck already in it.
Yusei had not undergone any training for D-Wheel driving.
However, this mode of transportation, primarily serving as dueling equipment, possessed an automatic driving function.
Once a Turbo Duel was activated, Duelists could fully immerse themselves in the battle.
Sitting in the cockpit of this large motorcycle, Yusei quickly familiarized himself with the control system.
He discovered that although the D-Wheel looked like a large motorcycle from the outside, in reality, whether it was the seated driving posture or the pedal-style accelerator design, it was not much different from a traditional car.
The biggest difference was probably that it only had two wheels, and steering control was via handlebars, not a steering wheel.
The moment he put on the helmet, Yusei smelled a strong, pungent odor of alcohol.
But besides forcing himself to wear it, he had no other choice.
After all, even with the assistance of an automatic driving system, Turbo Duels were still an extremely dangerous activity.
Flipping a D-Wheel during a Duel was an everyday occurrence that almost every Turbo Duelist had experienced deeply.
Relying on his past life’s talent as a race car driver, Yusei, driving a D-Wheel for the first time, successfully brought the vehicle to a stop next to his opponent.
Before the Duel officially began, he didn’t forget to check the Deck.
Its extremely shoddy construction made him frown.
But the Synchro Monster in the Extra Deck gave him a glimmer of hope.
In order to shake off Trudge and his group, Yusei hesitated for a moment, and finally took out two Cards from the necklace around his neck and added them to the Deck.
“Oh?
Hahahahahahahahah!” Trudge laughed loudly, “You trash actually need to adjust your Deck at the last minute?!”
“But no matter what rare Cards you put in there, they’re nothing but absolute junk in front of me!”
“Come on, let this exciting hunt begin!”
“Duel!!!!”
(end of chapter)