The Story of Kamen Rider Starting from the Remake of Joke

Tianyu remembers the day he died. It is not a vigorous heroic sacrifice, nor is it a poignant and touching parting of life and death. It was an ordinary Wednesday evening. He worked overtime until 7:30 and walked out of the office building. It was drizzling in the sky. He didn't bring an umbrella, so he stood on the roadside and waited for the rain to lighten up. Then an out-of-control truck careened onto the sidewalk. The final image was blurry—shattered glass, screeching brakes, and a strange silence, as if the whole world had suddenly pressed the mute button. When he opened his eyes again, he was lying on a strange street, with the night wind blowing, carrying the salty smell of sea water. Tokyo - No, this is a city that is very similar to Tokyo but different. The style of the buildings, the signs on the streets, and even the smell in the air are all subtly different from the Tokyo in his memory. "Ding. The host binding is completed. The ability replica system is activated." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.