Kamen Rider Decade: Dark Journey

Planted on a destiny.

A desire.

The realisation of one who longs to get what he believes belongs to him.

The world is what many believe to be theirs, though only a few actually try to dominate it.

And whenever this has happened, who would dare to take the planet as something else to have in his pocket...

That is where revolution is born.

Man's rebellion against that which is more powerful than himself.

Even if it is another of its own kind.

Man does not see equals, he only sees creatures that are trying to break their habitat.

Whether that habitat be peace, war, or his freedom.

For humans what is theirs is sacred, and when someone touches what belongs to all with the intention of keeping it for themselves, problems arise.

Gods, monsters, time travellers, destiny itself, creatures that were once human, men full of greed, machines, and even ourselves.

All these have confronted mankind.

And what has humankind done?

The obvious thing, defend itself.

What is a concept defended with?

Simple, with a warrior, although it is not just any warrior, it can be anyone, only a couple are those who have the strongest wills and who have the right to protect the world in one way or another.

Kamen Riders.

That is the name of those who fight for freedom, for humanity, for war, hate, love, peace and justice, and there are even those Kamen Riders who fight only for themselves.

But, they all agree that this power given to them is for something more than themselves, either for a greater good, or for a greater evil.

Now, there is a flaw in this idea.

For... a foreigner has entered a world that is not theirs.

And while this foreigner would normally be accepted...

Now there are two strangers, of the same appearance and history, but of different personalities.

It seems I will have to intervene for the first time in a long time.

This anomaly, I will see what can be done with it.

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—Haa... it's hopeless.

Says a brown-haired boy as he sits cross-legged on the floor like an Indian, puts his hands on his blue camera and attaches the black lens to it.

—Try as I might, I can't capture anything.

The young man then takes a deep breath and stands up again while wiping his lower back, after which he takes out his lens and checks his surroundings with his camera.

Suddenly...

—¡Hey!—It says a man of great length and a regular size, he wears a light blue suit with a red and blue tie, he takes out of his pocket what appears to be a photo, only it does not look at all like the man—. There's no way I'm going to pay for a photo like this.

And just like that, the boy is surrounded by two men together with an extravagant woman who complains about how the photos he had previously taken of them look, that, by the way, the photos are very horrible to what they have expected in first place.

The boy grabs one of the photos that they throw into the sky and now fall into the sky slowly, he looks at the image in the photo and sighs as he says the following.

—Another failure?

Quickly the men seem to want to take physical action against the young man who moves to the side dodging the first blow to his left, and seconds later crouches and dodges another punch that came from behind, the young man then begins to walk, or so he would do if it were not for a new female voice that bursts into the scene.

—Tsukasa--!

Automatically when the girl was about to drop her name, the young man extended his hand and said the following words.

—Mr. Kadoya, no Tsukasa.

For some reason, Kadoya Tsukasa had always set boundaries where familiarity with the rest was, the girl in little and nothing returned to her normal attitude now saying it correctly.

—¡Mr. Kadoya!

Now, the young man surnamed Kadoya put his eye inside his camera in search of taking a good photograph ignoring everyone, only to see a type of semi-transparent gray wall next to a man that Kadoya was familiar with.

—A Decade faker..

Tsukasa se agarró la cabeza con sus manos soltando su cámara mientras aún era capaz de oír aquella voz.

—Today is the end..

Un millón de imágenes se reprodujeron dentro de la cabeza de Kadoya, y este trataba de detenerlas ya que el dolor que le causaban era imposible de describir.

—¿Mr. Kadoya? ¿What's wrong?

Rápidamente la chica se puso a su lado, preocupada por la actitud extraña y adolorida de la cabeza por parte de Kadoya Tsukasa.

—Of this world..

Pronto, la voz se desaparece y el dolor de cabeza también, Kadoya Tsukasa abre los ojos mientras respira agitadamente, la mano de la chica está sobre su espalda en un intento de poder calmarlo, cosa que desde otro punto de vista podría decirse que fue un éxito.

—I.. nothing, it's nothing.

This is all Kadoya can say, unable to comprehend what has just happened, the girl abandons her attempt to scold him but does grab him by the ear and scolds him for having "swindled" these people.

After having been threatened with the Hikari family's secret technique, Kadoya ends up apologising to the people he had taken such... curious photos of.

Now the girl, named Natsumi, and Kadoya are sitting on a bench in a beautiful park where mothers pass by with their children, sisters with their younger brothers, and fathers and daughters.

—Mr. Kadoya—Takes a moment the girl to breath and then yells to Tsukasa—. Why do you keep taking such weird pictures?!

At this almost commanding question, Kadoya replies after a sigh.

—I've told you before. I only want to capture this world.

Natsumi tilts her head slightly and tries to probe further into that sentence.

—So... Why do you insist on taking such weird pictures?

Tsukasa leans back on the wooden bench, and answers the question.

—How I said befote, I just want to capture this world. Though it seems the world doesn't want what I want—Said Tsukasa, making Natsumi confused for a second, which the boy explained a moment later—. The ground twists, the light, the street, the people, everything is moving away from me.

Tsukasa ends up lying down completely and puts both arms at his sides.

—It seems... Looks like this isn't my world either.

The girl, still a bit confused, asks in an attempt to better understand Kadoya.

—Your world?—At this question, Kadoya taps Natsumi's forehead with his fingers and replies—. A world that is qualified to be photographed by me.

The girl quickly pulls herself together and warns Kadoya fearlessly.

—At the very least, stop using our photo studio as if it were your agency. The price of rolls of film has gone up....

Kadoya rises from his chair while adjusting his camera, as he replies without paying much attention to her.

—Ah, I see.

At that moment, the girl stands up when she sees that Kadoya shows no interest in paying attention to her and exclaims the following:

—I haven't finished yet!

And, perhaps to change the subject, Tsukasa says the next words, revealing something that changes the temperature of the situation.

—Besides... There's a strange wind blowing today.

Natsumi, who had also noticed it, asks the young man the following question:

—Kadoya-kun, did you feel it too?

Shortly after Natsumi's question, Kadoya replies while looking through his camera at the surroundings, trying to find the same subject as before.

—We must return to the studio soon—He said as he finished his sentence, and took a picture of the girl in front of him, this very girl reacted instantly and took his wool hat and pulled that down with strength, hiding his blush. Then, suddenly, the wind starts blowing hard.

Tsukasa turns his head for a few seconds and sees how a building is disintegrated into particles by that grey thing that resembled a huge crystal. The young man, not understanding what is happening, turns around and sees multiple flying creatures of all kinds coming out of the sky.

They quickly approach them and Kadoya rushes to push Natsumi to save her from whatever the attack was, as the birds create a kind of.... A barrier? What matters is that both Kadoya and Natsumi are separated by it.

—Hikari!—Kadoya tries to hit the barrier in an attempt to get closer to the girl, but is unable to. A brief flash of memory shows Natsumi with a white belt in her hands. Kadoya ignores these thoughts and continues to reach for the girl—. Hey, Hikari! Hikari!

—What's this? Mr. Kadoya! Mr. Kadoya! Can you hear me!

On one side, Natsumi is in broad daylight, and on the other, the light is fading and it looks like night. This makes no sense.

And, as if by magic, the almost transparent barrier becomes unclear, with both people unable to see each other.

—Hikari, Hikari!—Kadoya tries to figure out what's going on here, but is suddenly hit by something that breaks through the barrier and sends him flying straight into a fountain that wasn't there before. Wounded, Kadoya tries to figure out what's going on— Agh.

He gets up with speed despite the pain and sees the moon above him, so Tsukasa turns around and looks at his surroundings, noticing a good-looking young man with light brown hair, dressed in white and with a white scarf covering his neck.

—Sojourner, what is the reason for you being here?

Kadoya doesn't understand his words and tries to question him as the young stranger walks over the water and steps down from the fountain normally.

—Hey! Who do you think you are? And what you mean by Sojourner!

The young man then places his index finger on his own chin and speaks a few words before appearing in front of Tsukasa.

—Hmm. It seems your compressed memories are... Let me fix that for you.

Face to face, the stranger places his left index finger on Kadoya's forehead and it is at that moment that the boy's headache intensifies, more than ever before in his life.

Kadoya recoils and clutches his head, falling to his knees on the floor as the images crush him one after another.

—WHAT IS THIS!

The stranger then decides to answer Kadoya's question.

—I simply give you back what is yours, Sojourner. Since, somehow, your mere existence created ten more worlds, counting this one, so the balance is completely broken, now...—A sword appears in the hands of the stranger, who places it under Kadoya's chin, ready to slice him—.  Tell me who you are supposed to be, sojourner. Or thou will be cut in two without any possibility of surviving.

Kadoya, still lying on the ground, feels the pain subside, but his mind is more than broken. Still, defeated, he responds to the stranger's command.

—A mere by-product of the origin of the original Tsukasa Kadoya mixed with my own memories.

The stranger's eyes widen at the fake Kadoya Tsukasa's response, then proceeds to clap one time, the sword in his hands now is gone and the brain of the faker is rearranged. Seconds later, his countenance relaxes and he points at the sky with his forefinger. The moon becomes Earth, and from there, eighteen planets just like Earth descend to this planet. One of them merges with ours and it is a building that nearly kills Tsukasa.

—W-WOAH! Hey, watch that!

Kadoya says, still dazed by everything that happens.

The stranger, walking down the street of another planet that shares the same space as Earth at the time, asks Kadoya the following question.

—So, what do you want to do, Sojourner? You don't even have your cards or your belt, you live in a fake world destined to die. Besides, your destiny is as cloudy as the fog for others under my eyes, so I will let you make the decision this time. Now, speak up.

Tsukasa has a flash that makes him grab his head and remembers the belt again.

—The belt and the cards... I know where they are, or so I think—Kadoya said at first, then tried to figure out what he should do, after all, he wasn't even sure what his real identity was—. W-what... What am I in reality?

The stranger remains silent in front of this question, and after a while, he asks him a question.

—Do you want to be Kadoya Tsukasa, Sojourner?

The Sojourner looks at the stranger  and without saying anything, a message is sent to the stranger, who nods.

—I accept your request. Since the worlds have multiplied, I will allow you to be a forger of... no, rather, I will rename you Dark Decade, and with these memories you have, you must save the world. This is my command.

And so the world itself begins to fragment, as thousands of grey barriers cut through everything around Kadoya, who is now standing next to a building he doesn't know, but recognises the buildings nearby.

—I must... I must look for Hikari.

Pese a la confusión que lo rodea, Kadoya decide concentrarse en encontrar a la chica que estas memorias consideraban como importante, al igual que sus emociones.

Y después de un rato de correr por todos lados, llegó a un distrito lleno de edificios y gente gritando, a su vez que las barreras parecían atravesarlos a todos, cambiando de paisaje y lugar en el que estaban constantemente.

Todo esto fue así hasta que pudo reconocer ese gorro amarillo junto a esas medias naranjas, algo que era incongruente con sus memores en donde los colores eran opuestos, aunque eso poco importó para Kadoya quién empezó a golpear el muro tan extraño que tenía enfrente, ya que por fin había avistado a..

—¡Hikari! ¡Por aquí, Hikari!

La chica rápidamente se acercó al muro y expresó lo que sentía.

—¡Mr. Kadoya, estás bien! ¡Gracias a Dios!—Estas son palabras de Hikari, mientras que Tsukasa trata de soltar un comentario sarcástico para calmarse tanto a sí mismo como a la chica—. ¿Tú crees que esto es "estar bien"?

But suddenly, Tsukasa recognises this right scene, this already happened in his memories, and his instincts and his heart tell him to say just one thing to the young woman in front of him.

—GET AWAY FROM THAT MONSTER, HIKARI!

In an attempt to get to Hikari and try to save her from the thing that appeared to be her (which had now transformed into a monster), Tsukasa began to hit the wall that separated them, although this was useless, nothing could stop the reality from carrying out its task.

Tired of all the pounding, Tsukasa shouted the following in annoyance.

—This is what that guy meant about "a fake world destined to die"? Damn it! Even with these memories, I can't...!

Suddenly, Kadoya notices that Natsumi is holding a belt in her hand, though it's not exactly the same as the one in his memories, as unlike this one, the colour of the "core" is blue, or so it seems.

—Hikari, I need those things, give it to me!

She in a hurry gives that things to Mr. Kadoya before dodging an attack from that monster that takes the appearance of what appear to be its victims.

—I got it... Finally.

Kadoya decides to stop playing games and use the memories in his head to be able to fight, so he puts the object with several symbols on it on his waist, suddenly this object extends all over his waist and he opens the card holder taking out one of them, this seems to be different from the one he remembers, but Tsukasa ignores that.

He prepares by posing with the card on the opposite side of his memory, with the card in his left hand.

—¡Henshin!

Without hesitation, he turns the card over and inserts it into the Driver.

— [KAMEN RIDE]

Kadoya isn't quite sure about this, but he takes courage when he sees that Natsumi is fighting for her own survival, hoping that he will come to her rescue.

The young man places his hands on two types of parts that seem to be able to move to the sides of the white part of the Driver, and brings them closer to the white part, causing it to be moved correctly and a few words come out of this device.

— [D-D-DARK DECADE!]

Thus, Tsukasa's body is covered by a suit that feels light but at the same time resistant, and black bars are embedded in his head without causing him harm or anything, he also observes that his gray suit remains in that color, but the white parts are mixed with a very strong golden color.

—I can't run away, not now!

This is what Kadoya repeats in his head and he advances with force breaking the barrier between him and Hikari, creating a shockwave that makes his enemies fall.

—No matter what happens, I'm not allowed to run away.

A new warrior has been born, a new face to the demon king's acquisitions, as well as a new threat to the worlds, or perhaps a new hope?

This is the one that differs from the original, the perfect remnant, Kamen Rider Dark Decade.