Stardust Road

Selective Semi-Canon Divergent 18+ Yusei Fudo From Yu-Gi-Oh! 5DS

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"Clustering hopes will become a new shining star! Become the path its light shines upon! Synchro Summon! Take flight, Stardust Dragon!"

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border check

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Thought you'd seen the last of this muse?

He's getting an overhaul soon

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Something isn't right...

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Do not start a battle with a hacker. You will be hearing colors and seeing sound.

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Happy Early Birthday

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The next time I see Godwin {angrily shakes fist}

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[  flower  ]  sender  places  a  flower  behind  receiver’s  ear

The central park is peaceful despite all the chaos that lay beneath the surface, there was evil lurking at every corner and he'd been exposed to it time and time again, escaping it's grasp and guiding others away from its sapping jaws. Yet it feels like every step he takes away from the legacy his father left behind, unintentionally his mind screams at him, a small voice within the recess of it's spinning calculations. Until it all comes to a halt as something presses near his ear, a quiet note is the only reason he's able to settle the near immediate reflective punch. A hand coming up to gently grasp at the item and look at it.

He recognized the bright yellow petals immediately, a Daffodil. Often times they would grow by the orphanage during the time he was growing up and each time the atmosphere around the place would become just a little more bright. Even when everything seemed hopeless, there was something to still keep guiding them. Though sometimes it also took a good ol 'if the flowers can keep rebuilding themselves despite everything so can we' type talk at times. How Martha had managed with all of them? He'd never claim to understand or even have half that strength, she carried something unique to her that he'd always be eternally grateful to his adoptive mother. Yet even still, his gaze flickers to the culprit as he gives an amused huff of air, the edges of his lips slightly curving upright. "And where did you get this? I haven't seen any around for a while."

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Looking at Yusei, Kiryu felt another sharp pang of guilt. Yusei had come here in an attempt to save him from himself, and through it all, Kiryu had resisted. He didn't feel he deserved to be saved, much less by the man he had nearly killed before. What right did he have, to take Yusei's hand now, and stand with his help?

Still, Kiryu took his hand anyway, fighting against gravity to push himself to his feet. The force of the fall made itself known in the sharp, stabbing pain in his legs, and his clothes, already roughshod and tattered, were even more torn than before, and stained now with blood from deep cuts and scrapes from the rocks. He staggered forward ever so slightly, feeling like a child learning to walk for the first time, and he willed himself to stay standing, to call on some deep reservoir of strength.

" You're right. But we have to get out of here, first. " His eyes turned to the walls of stone surrounding them. Without a D-Wheel, this was certainly going to be a difficult endeavour.

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"D-Wheel should be around somewhere." That or it was still at the top of the ravine they'd found themselves at the bottom of. Another breathe despite the way his ribs ache and protest, his body all but screaming at him but he pushes on, as he always had to. There was hardly ever time to rest, to take it slow, from Satellite to Neo Domino City and now Crash Town? It was always the feeling that if you didn't put the pedal to the metal, you'd be too slow for whatever was coming next. Then again, enemies had a habit of pushing those tasked with fighting against them with impossible odds. When the hell had his life become a superhero cartoon? Another step forward before his gaze flickers upwards for a moment, then he does a double take at the rock ledge above where the unmistakable view of the Yusei Go is, somehow having slipped right into the ledge and even more miraculously in one piece and somehow upright. The engine still quietly humming as the wheels have long since stopped spinning. Albeit given the situation (even if Martha surely hadn't taught him this) he lets a curse drift from his lips. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me."

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Something just happened...

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Oh hells...

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"It's not far from the truth. The public would call us that."

"They have a lot of opinions. Doesn't make all of them true."

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"Over my dead body."

"Uhh..."

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sits yuusei down.

He squints at the cards, tapping a single finger against the table as he scans over them. Shimmering royal blue hues scan every minute detail down to even the foil on the card, his first thought isn't even checking their effects, he checks how well the cards are cared for. A slow nod before his hand rests at his chin, brows furrowing as he continues to read. "....That's not hard to understand at all. So if I have this in my extra deck and I have 3 or more monsters on the field with effects then I can bring these out. The effects have devastating power but if the enemy has an effect canceling card.." Thanks. Now we've entirely lost him to the fact he's getting his notebook and writing this all down for later when he has more time.

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Professor Fudo in the house. Sit down young man. Your learning Synchro Summoning now.

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"I'm not explaining it again." PULLING THE DUELING BOOK FROM THE SHELF RN. CLASS IS IN SESSION OSIRIS BOY.