@ZEINDRIVER - him.
Heโd leave them to their own devices, unless he was provoked or attacked.
For now, he would just silently wallow in his own ๐บ๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฒ.
@ZEINDRIVER - didnโt mean that he was the only person here.
He could sense that there was one more person here. He didnโt know if they were merely a survivor of this worldโs catastrophe, or another person who could travel through dimensions.
Nevertheless, that didnโt matter to-
- โWhatโฆ.Iโฆ..โ
Those grotesque beings whom mimicked the forms of Kamen Riders were the last thing Kaguya saw, before passing out.
As if drawn to their own worlds, the Malgams reverted to card form, still cloaked in the blood-red energy of malice - and disappeared.
- the explosion was deafening silence.
The memories of him returning to his mansion via the Aurora Curtain in utter defeat and despair.
The fact that only he was the only survivor.
Of course, he hadnโt forgotten these memories.
He just forced them to the back of his-
- in the same blood-red aura that surrounded him.
The ๐๐๐ข๐ฆ๐ง, ๐ช๐๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐, and ๐ช cards.
All three of them, influenced by Kaguyaโs despair, began to change-
- into dark, twisted versions of the visages they depicted.
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.
-
- mind anyway.
As Hotaroโs world was razed to the ground by the Dooms Clock, all he could bear witness to was nothing but fire.
Charred bodies on the ground.
The populace that wouldโve made their voices heard in a cry for help were no more, as all that echoed after-
- long time ago. All of themโฆbrought back memories.
Some good ones, like when he had first met him.
His most shining treasure.
But what he remembered most, were the bad ones.
Very bad ones.
He couldnโt bring himself to recall them, but the memories had flooded into his-
- he had set foot in this place. Of course, that wasnโt for no reason.
He ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฑ coming here.
โโฆ.It seems like not much has changed. Itโs as gorgeous as always.โ
Walking into the various rooms - one of which contained the tub of jewels he used to bathe in a-