Yulin was kicked awake.
It wasn't the kind of waking where you slowly regain consciousness. It was like being thrown from a moving car, every one of his internal organs churning. He opened his eyes abruptly. Above him stretched a hazy gray sky, and the air was thick with the smells of burning and rust. He coughed violently, choking on them.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
He braced himself against the ground and rolled over, his throat dry and rough as if packed with sand. Every part of his body hurt, especially his chest. It felt as if something had slammed into it, and more than one rib was probably broken.
His memories lay scattered in countless pieces. It took a while to piece them back together.
The Rider War. He had taken part in that damn Rider War. And then...
Night Rider. King Snake.
Two faces flashed through his mind: Ren Akiyama, always frowning, and Takeshi Asakura, whose smile sent chills down your spine. Two forces had struck at him from opposite directions at once, leaving him no time to react. Under the violent impact, Ryuki's armor had made a shrill cracking sound. Something had flown out of the card deck...
The Survival Card.
He'd been kicked to pieces.
It's okay to support the new author's writing. At present, I personally don't feel that there is any poison. I will wait for the follow-up.