Domino City.
The small hill shrouded in night was suddenly torn apart. A pitch-black vortex twisted into shape in midair, like asphalt churned by an invisible hand, with dark purple lightning bursting from its edges. Dead grass thrashed wildly in the sudden gale, and the ground trembled as spiderweb cracks split across it. When the vortex expanded to its limit, a burning figure fell from within. The instant his boots struck the ground, rubble across the entire hill leaped half a meter into the air.
As the red-haired man straightened his burly frame, dying sparks still clung to the tips of his hair. His explosive hairstyle resembled a blazing flame, flaunting itself motionlessly in the night wind. The Duel Disk on his arm had been forged into the wavelike outline of solidified fire, making it look from afar as though he wore a ball of flame on his hand.
His name was Gosh, the Left Arm, and he came from the Xyz Dimension. He was one of Heartland City's top duelists.
The man strode to the edge of the cliff and looked down. The entire city called Domino City stretched before him like a galaxy sealed beneath an inverted glass dome. Neon veins spread along the streets, golden rivers of headlights surged through canyons of skyscrapers, and the evening wind carried distant police sirens.
"So this is that Fusion Dimension?"
Gosh patted the Duel Disk on his arm and let out a quiet snort.
"Sorry, Mr. Heart City, but I can't keep standing by and waiting any longer. Just wait for me, Druwa. I'm coming to rescue you right now."
Gosh clenched his fist, the confidence in his eyes nearly igniting into tangible flames.
"Anyone who dares stand in my way will be burned to ashes by the fire of