My youth story cannot be a knight war

"Mr. Kousaka!???"

Zaimokuza Yoshiteru and Kousaka Kyosuke were suspended in the air, looking at each other through the black fog and strong wind. The astonishment and disbelief in their eyes seemed a little funny in this situation.

hum-

The next moment, golden light pierced through the heavy black clouds and lit up below the two of them. The grand golden light illuminated the expressions of Kousaka and Zaimokuza in golden colors.

"——!?"

The light was so bright, yet not piercing. Zaimokuza subconsciously narrowed his eyes and looked at the clouds below that were completely illuminated.

Even through the dense mist, the shape of the radiant light was still so clear that Zaimokuza's eyes widened as he looked at it. He felt that the light looked like—

An open book.

62. Start the hero's story! (6k)

When the ring of fire that obscured the planet appeared at the end of the light stream, endless black lightning struck down from the sky, as dense as a spider web, and each one struck precisely on the totem blooming on the earth.

Under the strike of lightning filled with strange energy, the scarlet light of the totem was assimilated into a pitch-black color by the patrol area. The pitch-black totem echoed with the ring of fire at the end of the sky. A violent hurricane hovered over this area. Under the horrified gaze of the people in the nearby Nagano City, it was as if a black wind column had been rolled up here, and its radius could easily cover several mountaintops.

Then a terrifying sound shook the whole world, and the earth was split apart.

Not an adjective, but literally separated.

boom--!!!!!!

Amidst the thunder in the sky and the shaking of the earth, the ground in that area, centered on the shining totem, cracked into a high and low bulge with a radius of at least one kilometer. Then, with the falling sand and dust, this piece of ground and the stratum below it rose rapidly, like an earth-yellow pillar in the sky.

As the huge pillar of earth and stone rose rapidly towards the sky, all the sand attached to the pillar fell down, revealing the pitch-black stone body. It was indeed a giant pillar, or a super tower with a terrifying height that surpassed all human architectural achievements so far.

This is the true appearance of the altar, just like the Tower of Babylon built by the New Babylonian Kingdom in the legend to challenge the majesty of the gods. The top of the tower is the closest to the sky, even level with it. Like this dark tower, both towers are so tall and majestic that they can reach the sky.

But unlike the legendary "Tower of Man" that angered the gods and collapsed after being struck by spears of thunder and fire, this dark tower's journey to the sky will not be hindered at all, because its builder is the true "God".

The Tower of Babylon was destroyed because it challenged the majesty of God. However, when God built a throne leading to the extreme and darkness for himself, even the whole world had to make way for it. The figures of people on earth who collapsed in fear were actually paying homage to this dark tower and to the God of Destruction who was about to come to the world.

"Come on, the ultimate battlefield is complete~!"

The six-winged angel of destruction reappeared in the dissipated light at the top of the Tower of Babel, and Daguba's excited shouts resounded throughout the sky and the world that he had already trampled under his feet.

He opened his hands, and the two completely opposite forces of light and darkness gathered between his palms, and then burst out towards the corpse on the altar that had already dissipated half of its body, using his own power to accelerate the process.

Under the infusion of this power, the corpse began to decompose at a speed at least twice as fast as before, and at the same time, a light far greater than before burst out, as if a small supernova was lit up in the atmosphere of the Asian region of the Earth. The brightness of the light even overshadowed the blazing flaming star in the center of the solar system.

Endlessly huge, pitch-black fangs that are far taller than mountains and wider than rivers break out from the ground around the Tower of Babel, winding their way towards the phantom of the fire ring suspended in the sky. Looking from below, the sharp tips of the fangs fix the edge of the fire ring, creating an extremely realistic sense of visual dislocation.

The pitch-black fangs intertwined with each other, guarding the pitch-black tower that reached the sky, like a huge pure black bud blooming on the earth, but each "petal" of this "flower" was comparable to several mountains stacked together, and the "stamen" in the center was so huge that it reached the sky and was beyond words.

Moreover, the materials that make up these magnificent scenes are so tough that they are beyond imagination. The ultimate power formed by the fusion and sublimation of the five elements is infused into every inch of these fangs and towers. Even the most destructive nuclear bombs of mankind cannot break the surface of these towers and fangs. Just as Daguba said, this is the ultimate battlefield.

As the name suggests, only those who have reached the "ultimate" realm can set foot on this battlefield. There has never been an arena of such scale in the history of civilization on the planet. It was built only for a handful of people among countless lives.

This is the battlefield that embodies the final stage of "Kikiru" - the "ultimate game", and also the altar that invites the "ultimate darkness".

At the moment when the battlefield was fully formed, the center of the ring of fire in the sky was filled with a dark color far richer than the night. The vibration of the world suddenly intensified at this moment, and the circular superimposed shock waves like blades cut through the entire world.

That is the tremor caused by something about to come into the world. The world itself feels "fear" of that thing. It is the darkness from a higher dimension that is above this world.

Spanning the distant past and history, from the dusty old days to the present, the "Ultimate Darkness" is finally about to be born in this world that was destined to come.

And what will become of the world after the arrival of the "Ultimate Darkness"? Daguba, the instigator of all this, doesn't care about this.

He had lived his entire life for battle, and was born for battle. Daguba only knew that by inducing the "Ultimate Darkness", he could become stronger, and his favorite enemy would also become stronger. That alone was enough for him.

As long as he can satisfy his desire to fight, Daguba's heart will not waver even if the world is completely swallowed by darkness.

And now, He was certain that He was about to have the most grand and glorious battle in His life, a battle that surpassed the past and would never happen again even in the endlessly distant future. Just thinking of this, His simple heart felt a supreme joy.

"Come over here~KUUGA~?"

"..."

A pitch-black light flowed over the giant tower. The corpse floating on the altar finally melted away under Daguba's joyful murmur and Baruba's slightly dazed gaze, turning into a black stream of light that rushed towards the sky.

The glow of the ring of fire suspended in the sky suddenly became grand and endless. Energy fluctuations far exceeded the reserves of the entire planet. They gathered in the darkness and rolled on the verge of exploding.

And below the ring of fire is the home of mankind, the most dazzling star in the solar system besides the sun, the Earth.

This is pure "darkness". When it descends, everything in the world will come to an end and be buried in black. A new history will begin to be written from this moment on.

——And at this moment, light appeared.

It was a golden light, blooming in the darkness and above the sky, lighting a holy candle.

This is the color of "living beings".

……

"Ahhhhh~ It's finally my turn."

Sitting in his own seat, looking up at the classroom ceiling which was gradually shrouded in black, Xu Guoliang let out a long breath.

He reached out and took off his glasses, gently placed them on his old friend's desk, picked up the book "Controlling All Living Things" on the other side of the desk with his right hand, and slowly stood up from his chair.

Xu Guoliang is actually very handsome. In fact, he was often teased by his roommates in college that he looked like the real-life version of Kiritani Kazuto, that is, the kind of talented cross-dressing contestant who only needs to put on a skirt, a wig, and light makeup to compete for the "Best Long Black Straight Cosplay" at comic conventions.

In fact, he had such low moral standards that he actually did this. He cosplayed as Homura Akemi and went to a comic convention. His appearance was absolutely androgynous. When he came back afterwards, someone stuffed a bunch of small cards with addresses in his backpack. He even did a shocking thing by auctioning his own photo album in women's clothing on the Unspeakable website to earn a living (I was like: Tsk tsk~ when I heard it).

That's why Xu Guoliang has never bought contact lenses or anything like that. Not only because he's afraid of the trouble and side effects, but also because he's worried that one day he'll be recognized without makeup at a comic convention, and then face social death on the spot.

But all this has a premise, that is, his appearance will only have a feminine color when he takes off his glasses.

But now that he has taken off his glasses, although the curve of his profile is still soft, he no longer gives people the feeling of being as gentle as a girl, but as hard as steel forged in molten fire. The depths of his eyes flash with the iron-bloodedness and determination that only a tough guy possesses.

Those countless world line observations ultimately had an indelible impact on Xu Guoliang. Although most of the memories were sealed by him using the Book of Control, the iron and blood of those experiences engraved on his soul could not disappear with the memory, just like disabled people who have lost a limb can often feel the phantom pain from the missing limb.

He is no longer just an ordinary person, but an observer of world lines and stories, a warrior who has walked through countless Shuras, and a genuine "Kamen Rider".

"I've endured it for so long, been pent up in it for so long, I almost forgot that when I was a kid... no, when I was in high school, I was also well-known throughout the school for having a bad temper."

"Old Du, what did we do to those bastards in class who wanted to bully us?"

『THOUSANDS SENTIENT BEINGS!』

Xu Guoliang said to himself, he picked up the driving book that belonged to him and placed his left hand on the cover.

"Oh, now I remember... Even though I was beaten badly by those lackeys, I still tried my best to beat the bastard who led the group until he was covered in blood. I felt so good at that time."

"Just like now, so..."

As the pages of the book were turned, a solemn and clear male voice resounded throughout this classroom forgotten in time, and the withered seal of the World Tree shone with a holy glow.

"—Whether you are a power from a higher dimension or an evil god sleeping in the darkness, I have endured it long enough!"

"Even ordinary people can write their own heroes."

『The world will open a brand new story! 』

hum-

As the pages of the book turned, white light illuminated Xu Guoliang's waist and quickly condensed into a "narration driver" interwoven with black and white colors, emerging and fitting perfectly with his waistline.

"What the hell is this 'Ultimate Darkness'? I'm going to show you, even honest people can get angry!!!"

With a roar from his soul, Xu Guoliang slammed the Book of Controlling All Living Things onto the driver. Platinum-colored ripples spread out from under his feet, and then a huge white book emerged from the ripples out of thin air. The cover of the book was exactly the same as the surface of the sealed book of control on the driver on his waist.

Xu Guoliang struck the same transformation pose as the director of the Time Management Bureau, suddenly raising his right hand upwards, then turning his wrist and slowly lowering his right hand to cover his face.

This is the most handsome transformation pose he thinks after following Kamen Rider for so many years. The movements are simple and capable, and at the same time reveal a tough guy's handsomeness. No wonder that "Showa tough guy" hates Kamen Rider after Heisei so much. It is estimated that the various fancy transformation poses and sound effects in the future account for a large part of the factors.

Xu Guoliang has always thought that if one day he could become an actor of Kamen Rider, he would definitely ask the director to use this pose as his transformation pose. Even if that Min Gui would arrange a heaven-defying plot afterwards, he would accept it. After all, no matter how cruel they were, they could not be as cruel as the Armor and Manta who suffered from the "Fusion Advent".

And now this wish has come true, but even he himself has become a real Kamen Rider, not an actor.

Similarly, he now finally understood the responsibilities and burdens that those Kamen Riders had.

After a long journey, Xu Guoliang finally found his original self... and only himself.

"...To be honest, I really want you to see me now."

The giant white book made this fictional world shake. Standing in the old classroom in his memory, with his back to the proof of his dream, Xu Guoliang turned his head and looked at the old seat next to him, and his lips could not help but pursed.

His eyes dimmed for a moment, but then a more tenacious fire ignited. Without hesitation, Xu Guoliang said softly:

"Transformation."

His right hand pressed the button of the driver at his waist, and the white pages of the book turned over, revealing the second page that had not been seen before.

It was a cover page made up of two interwoven pages. On the right was a white knight's helmet and breastplate, and on the left was a raised hand with a blue planet floating above it, representing the concepts of "story" and "world".

The pages of the book behind Xu Guoliang suddenly opened, and the blooming white waves wiped out the old classroom, turning it back to its original pure white world. This meant that Xu Guoliang buried his past and memories with his own hands and would never be bound by them again.

『OPEN THE SENTIENT BEINGS! THE NEW OF THE STORY! KAMEN RIDER TELLER! 』

Amid the chanting of the driving book, white light emanated from the book behind him and engulfed Xu Guoliang, transforming him into a human figure emitting white light.

Above the white human figure, white armor of the same color gradually appeared on various parts of the body, with a Western style. Finally, the head was covered by a closed helmet like that of a noble knight, and blue light lit up at the eye position of the helmet.

The remaining white energy gathered at his back, stretching and thinning, and a white cloak with a blue background took shape in the light, and finally fell to his ankles as the light dimmed.

This is a Kamen Rider transformed from a torn page of the Book of Omniscience and Omnipotence, combined with the characteristics of Xu Guoliang, created by the power of faith of all living beings in the world.

He is a Kamen Rider who is not transformed by any of the Ten Holy Swords. Regardless of strength, his existence is at the same level as Kamen Rider Solomon transformed by the Lord of Truth, and Kamen Rider Storious transformed by Stellus. It is also a form unique to Xu Guoliang.

Kamen Rider Teller, the knight who tells heroic stories.

"Whoo~"

Standing in this endless white world, Xu Guoliang silently raised his right hand, feeling the powerful force flowing in his body, and he took a deep breath.

Looking up, in contrast to the white earth, the originally pure white sky was still covered with darkness. Behind the endless black clouds, the color of the fire ring had changed from the original red to an evil red-purple.

Feeling the astonishing power of the fire ring and the horror of the darkness, at this moment there was no longer a trace of fear in Xu Guoliang's heart, only awe and determination.

"This is the story that you and I started, so..."

"The ending of the story is decided by us!"

hum - hum - hum -

Xu Guoliang waved his left hand to close the driving book on the driver, and pressed the right thumb covered by the white fingernail on the button of the driver, repeating it three times in a row. The closed pages of the book also opened three pages in succession, revealing the last page.

It was a colorful world. A thin boy stood on a cliff covered with green grass, looking at the endless land and blue sky below, like a print on the blackboard at the back of the classroom.

『Open The Story of The hero! 』

Amid the passionate chanting in Xu Guoliang's voice, platinum-colored spiritual energy burst out from Xu Guoliang's body. This power was so strong that it seemed as if countless voices were echoing in the spiritual energy, chanting the same glorious ballad.

The dark sky was illuminated by the golden light of Shenglie, and the pure white earth was replaced by gold at this moment. It was an extremely huge golden book.

Standing on this book of light, golden light gathered in front of Xu Guoliang. He stretched out his hand without hesitation to grasp the light, and a white sword emerged from the scattered light.

That is Kamen Rider Teller's exclusive weapon, the Sword of Legend, Grutidhead.

Gerüchte Held Messer is the combination of the German words "narrate" and "hero", and is transliterated as Gerüchte Held Messer.

Holding the white hilt of the heroic sword in his right hand, Xu Guoliang pointed the sword at the dyed sky, and his angry roar resounded throughout the world.

"I'm betting all the power of faith I've gathered so far—you can't even dream of descending into this world!!!"

63. All Things Are One (6K)

"That is……!?"

"Uh!"

The golden light shone deep in Zaimokuza Yoshiki's pupils behind his glasses, and also illuminated Kousaka Kyousuke's stunned expression.

Beneath the heavy black clouds below, a grand golden light shone forth, illuminating everything. Even the boundless darkness could not block it. It passed through all the fog and rose against the tide, illuminating Zaimokuza and the others with golden light. In an instant, the color of the world changed from gray to dazzling gold.

Even through the long distance and black fog, Zaimokuza could clearly see the shape of the light. It was an open book, and every page was condensed by light, and even the edges of the pages swayed slightly in the wind.

But there will probably never be such an astonishing book in the world, its size comparable to an entire city. When the pages are spread out, they completely block the view above the city, but there is no shadow below because light has filled everything.

The moment a book is created, it is meant to be read. And when the creator is a human, it is destined that the book must be suitable for the human body shape, and it cannot be any bigger.