Chapter 2

Izuku looks down, twiddling his fingers. "It might have been because I don't have a Quirk, but I'm always made fun of… Maybe that's why…I don't know…But I think saving people is super cool. Saving people with a fearless smile. I want to be the greatest hero, like you…!"

Izuku looks up to All Might, but instead of his muscular figure, he saw a frail and emaciated man with steam coming out of his body. Izuku screams, wondering who he is.

The man before him appears weak and gaunt, a stark contrast to the towering, heroic figure Izuku had idolized. Steam rises from his body, and Izuku's eyes widen in shock and confusion. "W-Who are you?" he stammers, his voice trembling.

The man lets out a heavy sigh and meets Izuku's gaze. "I am... All Might," he says, his voice raspy and strained, and he was bleeding from his mouth. Izuku's mouth falls open, his mind reeling as he tries to reconcile this frail man with the Symbol of Peace he had admired from afar.

Izuku's eyes go wide, his mouth agape in disbelief. "No way!" he screams, his voice cracking with shock.

All Might sighs heavily, his emaciated frame a far cry from the muscular hero Izuku had idolized. "You know the guys at the pool are constantly flexing and posturing? It's like that," he says, a wry smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Izuku shakes his head vehemently, his mind racing to reconcile this frail man with the Symbol of Peace. "No way…!" he screams again, his hands trembling as he tries to make sense of this startling revelation.

Izuku stares in disbelief, his eyes transfixed on the ghastly scar that mars All Might's muscular frame. The realization that the Symbol of Peace, the hero he has idolized for so long, is standing before him in a weakened state, shakes Izuku to his core.

"I-It can't be…" Izuku stammers, his voice barely above a whisper. "All Might is fearless...He saves everyone with a smile...He's the greatest..."

All Might lets out a heavy sigh, his once-vibrant demeanor now tinged with weariness. "A fearless smile, huh?" he says, a tinge of melancholy in his raspy voice.

The mighty hero takes a seat on the rooftop floor, his movements labored. "Now that you've seen me like this, young man," he says, fixing Izuku with a stern gaze, "make sure you don't write about it online, even accidentally."

Izuku stared in stunned silence as All Might lifted his shirt, revealing the grotesque scar that marred his once-powerful physique. The shock of seeing his hero's weakened state left Izuku speechless, his admiration for the Symbol of Peace suddenly tinged with a profound sense of vulnerability.

"It's an injury I got from an enemy's attack five years ago," All Might said, his raspy voice laced with a tinge of weariness. "Half of my respiratory organs were destroyed… and I lost my whole stomach. I've become emaciated from multiple repeated surgeries and the aftereffects."

Izuku's eyes widened as he took in the severity of All Might's condition, the reality of the hero's mortality sinking in. The image of the towering, fearless figure he had idolized was now shattered, replaced by a frail and battered man who had sacrificed so much in the line of duty.

"Right now, I can only work as a hero…for about three hours a day," All Might continued, his words cutting through the stunned silence that had fallen between them.

Izuku's eyes widened in disbelief as the gravity of All Might's words sank in. "That can't be…" he breathed, his voice trembling. "Five years ago... Was that when you fought Toxic Chainsaw?"

All Might let out a weary chuckle, a shadow of his former boisterous self. "You're well informed," he rasped, a hint of pride in his tone. "But a punk like that couldn't defeat me." He fixed Izuku with a stern gaze, the weight of his injuries evident in every word.

"This fight was not made public to the world," All Might continued, his raspy voice cutting through the stillness. "I asked that it not be made public. I will save people with a smile! The Symbol of Peace cannot be daunted by evil. I smile to show the pressure of heroes...and to trick the fear inside me."

Izuku kept listening, his heart pounding in his chest. All Might's admission of his own vulnerabilities, the cracks in the facade of the invincible hero, only served to deepen Izuku's respect and understanding. He had always seen All Might as a beacon of unwavering strength, but now, he glimpsed the true cost of that heroism.

Izuku stared at All Might, his eyes wide with a mix of awe and disbelief. The man he had idolized as the pinnacle of heroism was now revealing the fragility beneath the surface. Izuku's heart raced as he processed the gravity of All Might's words.

"Pro's are always risking their lives. I cannot simply say, 'You can become a hero even without power,'" All Might continued, his raspy voice laced with a weight Izuku had never imagined.

Hearing those words, Izuku felt something inside him crack. The dream he had held onto for so long, the belief that he could still become a hero despite being Quirkless, seemed to shatter before his eyes. Izuku's gaze dropped to the ground, his hands trembling as he grappled with the implications of All Might's revelation.

"I see…"

Izuku stared at the retreating figure of All Might, his heart sinking with each step the hero took. The words he had just heard echoed in his mind, shattering the dream he had clung to for so long.

"If you want to help others, then you could also become a police officer," All Might had said, his raspy voice laced with a hint of regret. Izuku knew the hero was right – being a police officer was a noble profession, but it wasn't the same as his lifelong aspiration of becoming a hero.

Izuku's fingers trembled as he replayed All Might's words in his head. "It's not bad to dream. But you also have to consider what's realistic, young man." The finality in those words cut deep, leaving Izuku to confront the harsh reality that his dream of becoming a hero might not be within his reach after all.

As the door closed behind All Might, Izuku felt a heaviness settle in his chest. The world he had once seen through the lens of boundless hope now seemed to narrow, forcing him to reevaluate his aspirations and find a path that was truly realistic for a Quirkless individual.

Izuku Midoriya felt his heart sink as All Might's words echoed in his mind. The man he had idolized, the Symbol of Peace, had just dashed his lifelong dream of becoming a hero. Quirkless, Izuku now faced the harsh reality that his aspirations may not be achievable after all.

"I can't be a hero..." Izuku murmured, his voice tinged with despair. The weight of All Might's pronouncement bore down on him, threatening to crack his resolve.

But just as Izuku was about to succumb to the overwhelming sense of defeat, a voice called out to him from behind.

"Even if that was All Might, that was quite rude of him to dismiss your dream like that."

Izuku whirled around to see a young man, perhaps in his twenties, approaching him. The stranger's words struck a chord, and Izuku felt a flicker of hope reignite within him.

Izuku whirled around, his eyes meeting those of the young man who had spoken up. The stranger had a slender, athletic build, with short, black hair styled in a slightly messy, windblown fashion. His bright red eyes held a glint of quiet determination, hinting at the depth of his resolve.

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"W-Who are you?" Izuku asked, his voice trembling slightly.

The young man offered a reassuring smile. "Ah, sorry. My name is Yuto Souma. I was just nearby and heard your conversation with All Might."

Izuku studied the stranger, his eyes widening as he realized this person had overheard the devastating exchange. But instead of judgment or pity, Yuto's expression conveyed understanding and a hint of empathy.

"Could we talk for a bit?" Yuto asked, his tone gentle and understanding.

Izuku hesitated, still reeling from All Might's words, but something about Yuto's demeanor compelled him to nod. "Y-Yes, I...I'd like that," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

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All Might descended the stairs, and when he thinks about the young man. He could not help but feel bad for demoralizing him. He after all was also Quirkless before.

"Did I say too much to him?" All Might mutters to himself, his booming voice reduced to a soft rumble.

He recalls the look of utter devastation on Izuku's face when he told him the harsh truth - that being Quirkless meant he could never become a hero. All Might sighs heavily, knowing the weight of those words. As the Symbol of Peace, he must choose his words carefully, for they can either inspire or crush a person's dreams.

All Might checked his pocket, a sense of unease settling in his gut. He patted down the fabric, but the small bottle containing the Sludge Villain was nowhere to be found. Panic rose in his chest as he frantically scanned the area.

There, on top of the staircase, the bottle sat innocuously. All Might rushed over and scooped it up, letting out a sigh of relief as he saw the villain still contained within. "I thought I lost you for a minute," he murmured, tucking the bottle safely back into his pocket.

As the Symbol of Peace descended the stairs, his thoughts turned back to the young Quirkless boy he had just crushed the dreams of. Izuku's devastated expression haunted him, and All Might couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. He knew all too well the sting of being told one's dreams were impossible.

Suddenly, a glint of movement in the corner of his eye caught All Might's attention. He paused, scanning the area, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Shrugging it off, he continued on his way, unaware of the small, yellow Plamonster that watched him from the shadows, its glowing eyes fixed on the Symbol of Peace.

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Yuto brings Izuku to the Donut Shop Hungry. The quaint storefront stands out among the surrounding buildings, its cheerful signage beckoning passersby. Yuto turns to Izuku, a small smile playing on his lips.

"You want to eat some donuts?" he asks, gesturing towards the inviting entrance.

Izuku's eyes light up at the prospect, a welcome distraction from the crushing disappointment he had just experienced. "Ah, yes!" he replies eagerly, the hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Yuto leads Izuku into the cozy Donut Shop Hungry, the scent of freshly baked pastries filling the air. At the counter, the lively manager, Yu Kamimura, greets them warmly.

"Yuto-kun~ Welcome!" Yu exclaims, her eyes sparkling with delight. "I have something good today. How about you try my new seven-colored doughnut?"

Ryo, the shop's quieter employee, chimes in, "Seven-colored!"

Yuto flashes a small smile. "Chocolate glazed."

Yu pouts playfully. "Mou! You always get the same kind." Yuto simply responds with another gentle smile.

Turning her attention to Izuku, Yu's face lights up. "Ara~ You brought a new friend. What would you like? How about you try the seven-colored doughnut?"

Ryo pipes up again, "Rainbow!"

Izuku's eyes widen at the vibrant description. "Then, I would take that..."

"Thank you~" Yu says cheerfully, already preparing the colorful treat.

Yuto and Izuku take their seat, and Ryo serves them their doughnuts. Izuku takes a look at the seven-colored doughnut, which was really colored in rainbows. The vibrant pastry glistens under the shop's warm lighting, and Izuku can't help but admire its artistry.

Izuku sees Yuto taking a bite out of his Chocolate glazed. "Yum~" Yuto murmurs, his eyes closing momentarily as he savors the rich flavor.

Gathering his courage, Izuku takes a bite of his own doughnut. The flavors explode on his tongue - a burst of sweetness, followed by a tangy fruit flavor, and then a hint of spice. Izuku's eyes widen in surprise as he experiences the symphony of tastes.

"It's amazing!" Izuku exclaims, unable to contain his delight. The seven distinct flavors dance across his palate, each one complementing the others in a delightful harmony.

Yuto chuckles softly, watching Izuku's enthusiastic reaction. "I'm glad you're enjoying it," he says, taking another bite of his own doughnut.

The two young men sit in comfortable silence for a moment, savoring their treats. Izuku can feel the tension from earlier slowly dissipating, replaced by a sense of calm and contentment.

Yuto takes a sip of his coffee, his gaze fixed on Izuku. "So, I heard you want to be a hero."

Izuku nods, his eyes shining with determination. "Yes...it has always been my dream to become one since I was a kid."

Yu's eyes light up as Izuku mentions his dream to become a hero. "Dream?! Mine was always—" she begins enthusiastically, only to be interrupted as Ryo quickly stuffs a doughnut into her mouth, muffling her exclamation.

Izuku blinks in surprise at the sudden action, but Ryo's calm demeanor seems to indicate this is a common occurrence. Turning his attention back to Yuto, Izuku continues, "Yes, it's been my lifelong dream to become a hero, ever since I was a kid." His voice is tinged with a mixture of determination and uncertainty. "But I was told that it's not realistic for someone like me, who's Quirkless."

Yuto listens intently, his expression thoughtful. "I see," he says, taking another sip of his coffee. "That must have been difficult to hear."

Izuku clenches his fist, his knuckles turning white. "Yes...Deep down, I knew all along. I would not be able to become a hero with a Quirk. I have been trying to avoid reality to prove them wrong."

Yuto studies Izuku's determined expression, his own gaze calm and understanding. "Do you still want to become a hero?"

Izuku's eyes widen at the question, and he nods firmly. "Yes, even though All Might said I couldn't. I still don't want to give up." His voice is laced with a mixture of resolve and lingering self-doubt.

Ryo glances up from wiping the counter, his eyes flicking between Yuto and Izuku. Yu, her mouth now free of the doughnut, leans forward eagerly, her expression filled with curiosity and empathy.

Yuto nods slowly, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I see. That's admirable." He takes another sip of his coffee, his gaze never leaving Izuku's face.

Yuto is impressed by Izuku's resolve not to lose hope. Yuto says, "I believe you can be a hero."

Izuku is surprised. It was the first time someone said to him he could become a hero. Tears well up in his eyes, and he felt like crying. Yuto's words were like a lifeline, offering Izuku hope when he had been on the verge of giving up.

Yuto continues, "Even if you don't have a Quirk. I believe a hero is someone who does not lose hope, even in the face of despair." His gaze is steady, conveying unwavering belief in Izuku's potential.

"Do you really mean that..." Izuku says, his voice trembling with a mixture of hope and disbelief as tears well up in his eyes.

Yuto nods, his expression serious yet reassuring. "Yes, so don't give up hope." He pauses, his gaze momentarily darkening. "But...if you really do give in to despair..."

Yuto raises his hand, the wizard ring glinting on his finger. "Then I'll be your hope."

The weight of Yuto's words hangs in the air, and Izuku finds himself captivated by the power and conviction behind them. In that moment, a glimmer of hope begins to flicker within him, threatening to reignite the dream he had nearly extinguished.

Ryo and Yu watch the exchange in silence, their expressions conveying a sense of understanding and anticipation. The air in Donut Shop Hungry grows thick with the unspoken promise of what is to come.

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Izuku walks home, Yuto's words echoing in his mind. The glimmer of hope that had been ignited within him now burns brighter, filling him with a renewed sense of determination.

As he strides down the familiar streets, Izuku can't help but replay the conversation at the Donut Shop Hungry. Yuto's unwavering belief in his ability to become a hero, despite his Quirklessness, has left a profound impact.

Izuku smiles to himself, muttering, "I can't give up. Not after what Yuto-san said."

Suddenly, a man steps in front of Izuku, blocking his path. "Excuse me, young man," the man says, his voice urgent. "I saw someone kidnap a woman just down the street. We need to hurry and save her!"

Izuku's eyes widen, his heart racing. His first instinct is to look for a pro hero, but the man shakes his head. "There's no time for that. Will you help me?"

Izuku hesitates for a moment, his mind whirling. He knows he's Quirkless, but the thought of someone in danger spurs him into action. "Okay, I'll help," he says, determination etched on his face.

The man nods gratefully and leads Izuku down the street, towards a dilapidated warehouse. As they approach, Izuku can see a woman tied up inside, her muffled cries barely audible through the gag in her mouth.

Izuku rushes to the woman's side, working quickly to undo the chains binding her. But as he does, the woman's muffled cries grow more frantic, as if she's trying to warn him about something. Izuku pauses, his brow furrowing with concern.

Izuku was suddenly flung to the side. The contents of his bag spilled out, papers and notebooks scattering across the floor. Izuku looks at the man who called for his help, confusion and alarm etching his features.

The man laughs, and to Izuku's horror, his whole body takes on the silhouette of a monstrous figure. Limbs elongate, muscles bulge, and a massive head with curling horns emerges. The transformation is complete, and standing before Izuku is the towering, beastly form of Minotauros.

Izuku's eyes widen as he scrambles to his feet, heart pounding. "You...you're that monster!"

Minotauros looms over Izuku, his hulking form casting a menacing shadow. "We meet again, young man," the Phantom rumbles, his deep voice reverberating through the dilapidated warehouse.

Izuku's eyes narrow, his fists clenched at his sides. "Why did you kidnap that woman?" he demands, his voice wavering slightly despite his best efforts to sound resolute.

The Minotauros Phantom lets out a booming laugh that sends a chill down Izuku's spine. "It was to draw you out and to put you in despair," the creature declares, its glowing red eyes fixed on Izuku.

Izuku stared up at the towering Minotauros Phantom, his eyes widening in alarm. "What?!" he exclaimed.

The Phantom loomed over him, its glowing eyes narrowing. "I did my research on you, Izuku Midoriya!" it rumbled. "You want to be a hero, even though you don't have a Quirk."

Izuku gritted his teeth in frustration. The Phantom's words stung, reminding him of the doubts he had faced his entire life.

"I'll give you a chance to prove yourself," the Minotauros rumbled, its deep voice echoing through the dilapidated warehouse. "If you want to save this woman, you have to defeat me. I will even give you a handicap. I won't attack you."

Izuku's brow furrowed as he processed the Phantom's words. "Is what you say true?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly.

"Yes, I am a man of my word," the Minotauros replied, its glowing red eyes fixed on Izuku.

Izuku's mind raced, trying to make sense of this bizarre situation. The Phantom was offering him a chance to save the kidnapped woman, but the conditions were almost too good to be true. Could he really defeat this towering, powerful creature without being attacked?

Glancing at the woman, Izuku knew he couldn't simply walk away. Even if it was a trap, he had to try. Taking a deep breath, he steeled his resolve and faced the Minotauros Phantom.

"Alright, I'll do it," Izuku said, his voice filled with determination. "I'll defeat you and save that woman."

The Minotauros let out a rumbling chuckle. "Then come at me, Quirkless hero."

Izuku ran toward Minotauros, fists clenched, and tried to punch the towering Phantom. But no matter how hard he swung, his blows had little effect. It was like punching a mountain - his hands ached with the impact, but the Minotauros remained unmoved.

"What's wrong?" the Phantom rumbled, its deep voice taunting. "Didn't you want to become a hero?" It turned its glowing red eyes toward the captive woman, who let out a panicked scream. "If you don't hurry, I will kill her myself."

Izuku's heart raced as he heard the woman's cries. He couldn't give up, not when someone's life was on the line. Gritting his teeth, he redoubled his efforts, pummeling the Minotauros with all his might. But the Phantom still stood, unfazed by the barrage of blows.

Izuku's hands started to bleed, the skin scraped raw from his futile attempts to harm the towering Minotauros Phantom. Doubt crept into his mind as he realized the futility of his efforts.

Minotauros saw the shift in Izuku's expression and let out a rumbling chuckle. "Yes, fall into despair," the Phantom taunted. "Knowing you can't save the woman because of your powerlessness."

With a sudden movement, Minotauros grabbed the front of Izuku's shirt and lifted him off the ground. Izuku let out a startled cry as the Phantom hurled him away, sending him tumbling across the dusty floor of the dilapidated warehouse.

Izuku landed in a heap, his body aching from the impact. He looked up at the Minotauros, his eyes wide with fear and frustration. The Phantom loomed over him, its glowing red eyes filled with malicious glee.

"What's the matter, boy?" Minotauros rumbled, taking a step closer. "Giving up already?"

Izuku's fingers curled into the dirt, his nails scraping against the concrete. He couldn't give up, not when the woman's life was at stake. But the Phantom's sheer power was overwhelming, and Izuku couldn't see a way to defeat it.

Minotauros sees Izuku's Hero Analysis notebook and opens it. "Ho~ You put in a lot of effort into this, but…In the end, it is useless. You who have no Quirk want to be a hero? That is funny! You can't even save the woman in front of you! You are just the society's garbage. How many people would care if you disappear right now?"

Minotauros sneers as he flips through the pages, mocking Izuku's meticulous notes and sketches. "Look at all this—you actually think this will help you become a hero? Don't make me laugh." With a contemptuous gesture, the Phantom crushes the notebook in its massive hand, the pages crumpling under the sheer force.

Izuku watches in horror as his precious work is destroyed before his eyes. His heart sinks as the Minotauros' words cut deep, chipping away at his already fragile self-confidence. The realization that he is truly powerless to save the captive woman overwhelms him, and he feels despair creeping in.

The Phantom leans closer, its hot breath on Izuku's face. "You're nothing but a worthless Quirkless nobody. No one will mourn your passing."

Minotauros looms over the captive woman, his massive hand closing around her throat. Izuku's eyes widen in horror as he watches, powerless to stop the Phantom. Time seems to slow as the woman's muffled cries grow weaker, her struggles becoming more desperate.

"Now for the final touch," the Minotauros rumbles, his grip tightening. "Watch closely, Izuku Midoriya! Watch how this woman will die because of your incompetence!"

Minotauros creates a fiery orb in his massive hand, the flames dancing menacingly. With a casual flick of his wrist, the Phantom hurls the blazing projectile towards the captive woman.

The woman's muffled screams pierce the air as the fireball slams into her, engulfing her in an inferno. Izuku watches in horror, his heart pounding as the flames consume her. He opens his mouth, a desperate cry escaping his lips.

"No! Stop!" Izuku screams, his voice cracking with anguish.

The Minotauros Phantom let out a guttural chuckle that echoed through the dilapidated warehouse. Izuku watched in horror as the flames consumed the captive woman, and a sense of utter hopelessness overcame him. He sank to his knees, his fingers clawing at the ground as he succumbed to despair.

Glowing cracks begin to form on Izuku's body, a physical manifestation of the darkness consuming his heart. The Minotauros Phantom looms over him, its malevolent gaze fixed on the quivering boy.

"Yes, give in to despair and give birth to a new Phantom!" the Minotauros Phantom roars, its voice dripping with malicious glee.

The flames engulfing the woman suddenly recede. The flames are gathering to one point, and Yuto is standing with the woman in his arms, unconscious but alive. The flames all went toward Yuto's Flame Ring.

Yuto's eyes narrowed as he surveyed the scene, the Flame Ring on his hand glowing with power. He had arrived just in time, using his magic to extinguish the flames and rescue the captive woman. Turning his gaze to the towering Minotauros Phantom, Yuto's expression hardened with determination.

Izuku lay on the floor, his body covered in glowing cracks as the Minotauros Phantom towered over him. Suddenly, the Phantom's eyes widened as it spotted Yuto Souma.

"Mage?!" the Minotauros growled, its deep voice rumbling through the dilapidated warehouse.

Izuku looked up, relief washing over him as he recognized the familiar figure. "Yuto-san..." he murmured, his voice laced with gratitude.

Yuto's voice cut through the despair enveloping Izuku. The young mage's words were like a beacon in the darkness, stirring a flicker of hope within the despairing boy.

"Izuku, the woman is safe. Don't give up! You're a hero, aren't you?! Don't give up hope!"

Hearing Yuto's unwavering belief, Izuku's eyes widened. The glowing cracks that had been spreading across his body slowed, as if the mage's words were stemming the tide of despair.

Yuto's gaze hardened as he stared down the Minotauros Phantom, the woman still cradled in his arms. "Do you think you can hold on for a bit longer?" he asked Izuku, his voice calm and steady.

Izuku gave a small nod, his body still weak from the onslaught of despair. He watched as Yuto gently laid the woman down, ensuring she was safe, before turning his full attention to the towering Minotauros.

"Damn you, mage!" the Phantom roared, its deep voice shaking the dilapidated warehouse. "You are getting in the way again! I won't be killed by you again!"

Yuto stepped forward, his eyes narrowed with determination. "You won't be able to run away this time, Phantom," he declared, scanning the Driver On Ring over his belt. The Wizardriver responded with a mechanical voice,

[Driver On, Please!]

Gripping the belt, Yuto rotated the hand-shaped buckle, chanting,

[Shabadoobi, Touch Henshin!]

A flash of light enveloped him as he transformed into Kamen Rider Wizard, ready to confront the Phantom. "I'm going to finish this quickly," he said, his voice resolute.

"Henshin."

Yuto scans the flame ring on the driver and spreads his left arm to his left.

[Flame, Please!] [Hii, Hii, Hii-Hii-Hii!]

A magic circle appears and engulfs Yuto, who transforms into Kamen Rider Wizard. Flames erupt around Yuto, swirling and coalescing into a sleek, armored form. The fiery magic condenses, shaping the iconic Wizard suit - a striking combination of black and red, with a large, ring-shaped visor that glows a brilliant crimson. Yuto's body is now encased in the powerful Kamen Rider armor, the transformation complete.

Izuku watches in awe as Yuto transforms into the formidable Kamen Rider Wizard. His eyes widen in recognition, the pieces of the puzzle finally falling into place.

"Yuto-san...is Wizard!" Izuku exclaims, his voice laced with surprise and wonder. The young man he had met earlier, the one who had offered him hope, is now the very hero he had witnessed battling the Minotauros Phantom.

Wizard strikes a confident pose, his armored form radiating power and determination. "Now...it's showtime," he declares, his voice amplified by the Rider suit.

Gripping the WizarSwordGun in his hand, Wizard turns his attention back to the Minotauros Phantom, who lets out a bellowing roar in response. The Phantom charges forward, its massive frame barreling towards the Kamen Rider.

Wizard takes out the Connect Ring and scans it over the Wizardriver.

[Connect, Please!]

A magic circle appears, and Wizard reaches through it, grabbing the WizarSwordGun. With a fluid motion, he sets the weapon in Sword Mode, the blade extending and glowing with an ember-like hue.

Wizard shifts into a combat stance, the WizarSwordGun gripped tightly in his hand. The Minotauros Phantom charges forward, its massive form barreling towards the Kamen Rider. Wizard waits, his body coiled like a spring, ready to unleash a devastating counterattack.

As the Minotauros Phantom lunges forward, Wizard grips the WizarSwordGun tightly and waits for the perfect moment to strike. When the Phantom is within reach, Wizard swings his blade in a powerful arc, the glowing edge slicing through the air. The sword connects with the Phantom's thick hide, sparks flying as the impact forces it back.

Not content to let the Phantom recover, Wizard surges forward, his legs coiling with magical energy. He leaps into the air, twisting his body, and delivers a fierce, spinning kick directly to the Phantom's chest. The force of the blow sends the massive creature staggering backwards, roaring in pain and surprise.

Wizard lands gracefully, his armored form poised and ready. "You won't escape this time," he declares, his voice resonant through the Rider suit's speakers.

Minotauros Phantom growls, its glowing red eyes fixed on Wizard. The battle has only just begun, and the Kamen Rider knows he must remain vigilant and prepared for the Phantom's next move.

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