please call me the magenta devil

Chapter 878. The New Power of Kindness
Foundation X Branch Laboratory.

The cool, white light shone evenly on the gleaming alloy floor and the complex experimental equipment, the air thick with the icy scent of disinfectant and metal. Ebert set down the heavy Outsider Project document in his hand, the paper clinking softly against the metal table. He slowly straightened up from the workbench, his emerald green compound eyes glancing at the other two people in the laboratory.

“The Outsider Project…” His voice, tinged with a playful skepticism, echoed in the empty laboratory, “Shouldn’t your goal be to defeat goodwill?”

The red-haired, obese Joseph Randou stood to the side with his hands on his hips, letting out a sneer, his face full of undisguised contempt: "Hmph, defeat goodwill? Mr. Ebert, it seems your understanding of Foundation X is too superficial. We are not some charitable organization full of a sense of justice." He held up a short, thick finger. "In return, collect the power of Kamen Riders and use it as a source of income."

"Oh?"

Ebert slowly drew out the last syllable of his name, his gaze not lingering on Joseph, but turning with interest to Echo, who had been almost silent since entering the lab. Echo had one hand in the pocket of his pristine white corporate X uniform, his face displaying an almost inorganic calm, revealing no emotional fluctuation.

“If you’re only in it for the money,” Ebert’s voice held a hint of barely perceptible mockery, “it seems there’s no need to sacrifice humans. Don’t you agree?”

This pointed question was like a pebble thrown into calm water.

Joseph's contempt froze, and he turned sharply to look at Echo with deep surprise:

"What do you mean?"

He then realized that Ebert's question was not a general statement, but was specifically directed at another person present.

Ecol's gaze finally returned to the void. He turned his head slightly and responded in a casual, as calm tone as if discussing the weather: "Ah, the increase in the world's population, the depletion of Earth's resources, and the economic inflation in various countries." He paused briefly, his cold tone revealing a chillingly cruel rationality, "If we are to solve the mountain of problems piling up on this planet, it is necessary to recalculate the total population."

"A...a population reorganization?!" Joseph Randon seemed to be seeing Ecol for the first time. His fat face was filled with disbelief and a great sense of unfamiliarity, and his voice rose several decibels. "This is the first time I've ever heard of this, Ecol!"

A sense of being deceived and the possibility of being drawn into a larger conspiracy began to permeate his eyes.

Ecol's lips seemed to twitch slightly, forming an extremely cold curve.

“Joseph, the organization’s goal is to control the future. To achieve this goal, the means and paths naturally need to evolve and…adjust.” He elegantly straightened the stand-up collar of his white uniform, the snow-white collar making his words seem even colder. “To achieve this goal, I will use the power of goodwill.”

"This was not the original intention of Foundation X!"

Joseph was utterly shocked and enraged, his face flushed red. He felt a profound sense of betrayal. Eklar's words completely overturned his understanding of Corporation X; they sounded more like the pronouncements of a dictator operating under the guise of Corporation X.

“Hmph…” Ekol let out a cold snort, his gaze finally focusing entirely on Joseph’s face. His eyes were devoid of warmth, clearly conveying his final judgment: “Mr. Joseph Rando…”

He paused slightly, then declared clearly:
"You are no longer of any use."

"Huh huh huh~"

The moment Ecol finished speaking, a low, chilling chuckle came from Ebert's direction. Joseph whirled around to see Ebert approaching him unhurriedly, that signature, dangerous smile on his face. His emerald green compound eyes locked onto him like a snake eyeing its prey.

"Clang... Clang..."

The heels of the combat boots struck the metal floor with a rhythmic, crisp sound. To Joseph, this sound was nothing short of a death knell. He knew all too well the terrifying power of the inhuman being before him! As a veteran employee of Corporation X, he had vivid memories of the horrific records of vampires.

"Eh...Eh!?! Wait—"

Joseph's pupils constricted to slits in terror, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back. Before he could even utter a plea for mercy, a cold hand shot out with lightning speed!
"Crack——!"

The cracking sound of bones breaking was particularly jarring in the silent laboratory. The last glimmer of light in Joseph's wide-open eyes quickly faded, and his obese body slumped limply to the ground. Ebert didn't even glance at the corpse at his feet; his body instantly transformed into a dark red, flowing, strange energy—the Vampire Factor Stream—which rapidly covered, permeated, and completely merged into Joseph Rando's still-warm body.

Eklar observed the efficient execution with utter indifference. Watching Joseph's body being possessed and mutated, his face remained expressionless, as if he were merely disposing of a discarded experimental component. Soon, his attention shifted to the massive, continuously operating computer cluster beside him, the eerie blue light illuminating his face, which was gradually revealing its true, insane nature.

Data streamed down the screen like a waterfall. Ekol's lips curled uncontrollably upwards, a twisted smile of ambition and scheming blooming on his face, completely shattering his previous cold facade and revealing the sinister face of a power-hungry schemer beneath.

“Sakurai Yuto’s experiment is about to end.” He whispered with an almost cruel anticipation, his gaze seemingly piercing through the screen to see the other side of the ocean of data. “According to his will, goodwill has gained new power.”

He watched with pleasure as the data on the screen and the synchronously transmitted battlefield images were displayed, his smile growing increasingly twisted and ferocious.

……

With the Goodwill Driver on his waist, Yuto Sakurai stood on the rooftop, looking at the city skyline. The setting sun cast its dim light on the world. Overhead, a passenger plane flew by, its engine noise adding a touch of noise to the peaceful atmosphere.

"What are you doing? You should punish the evil that is eroding the future."

The voice of goodwill itself emanated from the Goodwill Driver at Yuto Sakurai's waist, carrying an unwavering, obsessive quality.

"Can doing this really change the future?"

Sakurai Yuto's voice carried a hint of confusion; he had begun to doubt his own actions.

Originally, he stubbornly expressed his understanding of Kamen Rider, but Sakurai Yuto wasn't a bad person after all. He was someone who was willing to sacrifice himself to save the future and make everyone forget him, despite suffering setbacks from Lu Xingzhou and Zero-Three. Why should we stop you? Shouldn't you reflect on your actions?

"What can be changed is to create a world full of kindness."

The kind voice was calm and even, yet it carried a strange, seductive quality.

"The path I pursue is... to change the course of time."

Yuto Sakurai looked at the blank goodwill card in his hand, his tone gradually becoming firm.

Thanks to Yuto Sakurai's conviction and his Den-O-type abilities, this blank card of goodwill was finally completed.

Dimension, that is, dimension.

"Ah, that's right, the verdict is the best scale."

Just then, 03 came knocking on the door.

"The Kamen Rider Chronicles has ended, but do you still intend to punish evil, or show any kindness?"

Zero Three turned to face Yuuto Sakurai and asked.

"03?"

Yuto Sakurai turned to the side, glancing at Zero-Three as if facing a formidable enemy.

"The future you hoped for will not come."

Wang Jian printed out the document box at 03.

"It's hard to say."

Yuto Sakurai activates the benevolent advancement key.

"Zein (goodwill)!"

"Henshin!"

"Zein Rise! Justice! Judgment! Jail! Zein! Salvation of humankind!"

Yuto Sakurai transforms into kindness and then pulls out a kindness card, which is printed with Kamen Rider Geats IX.

"Geats IX (MK9)!"

"Execute! Justice Order!"

As a sacred bell rang, Goodwill flicked his right hand, and the Kamen Rider Fox Destroyer QB9, the exclusive weapon of Kamen Rider Fox MK9, appeared in Goodwill's hand.

"here we go."

Wearing a camel-colored wide-brimmed felt hat, Yuto Sakurai looked at Zero-Three and Goodwill, who had resumed their battle, with a complicated expression.

"Father...are you alright?"

Ye Nai's face was also full of complicated emotions, but seeing her father's worried expression, she couldn't help but ask.

"It's alright. Even though it's me from a different timeline, I still believe in myself. Lu Jun, don't interfere later. Me, Ye Nai, and that Zero Three are enough."

Yuuto Sakurai turned to look at Yuuki Lu, who was holding Yena's waist, and said.

"No problem, I'll give you a buff."

Lu Xingzhou gave an OK sign.

Originally, Yuto Sakurai planned to do it himself, but the observant Yena happened to discover his thoughts. After some questioning, he had no choice but to tell her everything. Yena was naturally not happy about it. She rolled up her sleeves, pinched Lu Xingzhou's ear, and then decisively decided to help her father.

Brothers fight tigers together, fathers and daughters go to war together.

Zero Three was a pleasant surprise as an extra helper.