Real Masked Rider Prologue Manhua

In the bustling streets of Neo-Tokyo, where the neon signs flickered ominously and the night air held a hint of danger, Kazamatsuri Shin lived a double life. By day, he sped through the city on his sleek motorcycle, winning races and earning the admiration of his peers. By night, he delved into the mysteries of his father's research, determined to uncover the truth behind the experiments that had changed his life forever. The day Shin stumbled upon a hidden laboratory in his father's basement, he knew that his world would never be the same. Rows of glass vials containing swirling, iridescent liquids lined the walls, their contents shrouded in mystery. As he sifted through his father's notes, a sinking feeling crept over him - something dark and otherworldly lurked within the depths of the research. But before he could make sense of it all, a chilling voice echoed through the room. Onizuka Giichi materialized from the shadows, his eyes glinting with malice. "So, you've discovered our little secret," he hissed, a malevolent smile twisting his lips. "But you're too late, Kazamatsuri. The power we've unleashed is beyond your comprehension." Shin's heart raced as he realized the true extent of his father's work - a power that could tip the balance between light and darkness, between salvation and destruction. With a deep breath, he steeled himself for the battle ahead. In a flash of light, he donned the mask of the Shin Kamen Rider, a symbol of hope in a city besieged by shadows. As the night descended upon Neo-Tokyo, a new legend was born - one of courage, sacrifice, and the unrelenting will to uncover the truth no matter the cost. And as Shin Kamen Rider sped into the darkness, ready to face whatever horrors awaited him, the echoes of his resolve reverberated through the city, a beacon of light in a world on the brink of chaos.