American comics : No more humans - Kuuga rising

Omni's POV

BOOOM

In the aftermath of the cataclysmic explosion, the once state-of-the-art laboratory lay in ruins. Crumbling walls and twisted metal framed the chaotic scene, smoke billowing into the air, obscuring the devastation beneath.

Mutants, their faces etched with fear and determination, sprinted through the wreckage as if their lives depended on each frantic step. Among them, you could discern a myriad of abilities — some with heightened speed, others wielding elemental powers, and a few demonstrating telekinetic prowess. The urgency in their movements reflected the imminent danger that pursued them, propelling them forward with a desperate need to escape the impending threat.

"Hurry up... they are gonna get us."

"HELP!"

"Please don't leave me behind, PLEASE!"

"Mommy, I WANT MY MOMMY!"

As the mutants fled, towering shadows loomed on the horizon. Sentinels, massive and ominous, stalked through the debris with relentless precision. These robotic enforcers, designed to target and eliminate mutants, cast an intimidating silhouette against the backdrop of destruction. Their cold, unyielding gaze swept across the chaos, sensors scanning for any trace of mutant activity.

<Search mutants><Scanning... >

<Scanning complete> <Targets Locked>The Sentinels, with their metallic exoskeletons and advanced weaponry, moved with ruthless efficiency. Gleaming eyes locked onto their targets, and mechanical limbs unleashed devastating attacks, obliterating any obstacles in their path. The mutants, driven by survival instincts, zigzagged through the wreckage, desperately trying to evade the relentless pursuit of these formidable adversaries.

"Hurry up, mate."

"I am coming."

"AGHHHHHH!"

A mutant was electrocuted by one of the sentinels.

"Please, no, no, no, PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME BEHIND!"

That was the last thing the group saw before a red energy beam disintegrated the mutant.

The air crackled with tension as explosions echoed in the distance, punctuating the frantic scene. Mutants, with powers ranging from elemental manipulation to superhuman strength, showcased their abilities in desperate attempts to resist the unrelenting onslaught. The ruins of the laboratory became a battleground, a chaotic dance between those fighting for their freedom and the relentless pursuit of the Sentinels.

Amelia, her breath labored and clothes stained with dirt, huddled behind a pile of debris with her fellow mutant, Marcus. The distant hum of approaching Sentinels reverberated through the shattered laboratory.

"Marcus, we can't keep running like this. The Sentinels are closing in, and we're losing too many."

The tension was palpable in the air...

"I know, Amelia. We need a plan – something to throw them off our scent. Have you seen any weaknesses in their pattern?"

Amelia thought for a moment before answering:

"They're using thermal sensors, but their visual recognition is still based on old models. If we can somehow disrupt their visual tracking, we might have a chance."

"So, camouflage? But how do we pull that off? We're not the chameleon after all."

Scoff

"What? That pervert? No, but we've got something better. Remember Samara? The mutant with the illusion-casting ability?"

Marcus, with a smirk on his face, answered:

"The one who made us all believe the doctors were hot nurses and instead of torture we will be finally dying Snu Snu? Yeah, I remember."

Sigh

"What times they were."

"That one. If we can get her to create illusions around us, the Sentinels won't know where to look."

"Smart, but we don't know if her ability affects machines and how do we coordinate that? We can't risk exposing Samara to the Sentinels."

"We need a diversion. Something big enough to distract them while Samara sets up the illusions. What about the chemical storage facility nearby?"

"The one that is around 20 miles from here? You want to blow it up!?"

"Not blow it up, Marcus, but create a controlled chemical reaction. The smoke and chaos will divert the Sentinels' attention, giving Samara the opening she needs."

"I like it. Let's round up the others. We'll create a diversion, and once Samara has the illusions in place, we make a break for it."

"We can't let the Sentinels control our fate. We fight back, and we fight smart."

As the two mutants finalize their plan amidst the wreckage, a renewed sense of determination sparks in their eyes.

But fate hates mutants since ancient times...

Before they could do something, a sentinel was behind them...

<Target Locked> <Initiating Protocol> <Exterminating mutants>"WHA-"

BOOOM

The sentinel only needed to raise his feet and crush them like the bugs they were...

<Moving on to the next target>And with that command, the sentinel soared to the sky like a mythical bird on a hunt for mutants.

Tonight, nobody leaves...

Alexander Pov

"'Please be alive, please be alive, please.'

I was running like my life depended on it.

'Please be alive, please be alive.'

All the debris and destruction around me...

'Please be alive, please be alive.'

The ashes of the mutants whose lives were extinguished tonight...

'Please be alive, please be alive.'

The preparation for tonight, all those days, months, and years...

All for this moment...

This one chance..."

Flashback

Life as a university student was a constant hustle between lectures, exams, and a part-time job to keep the financial wheels turning. But in the sanctuary of my small apartment, a different world unfolded—one filled with the vibrant tapestry of anime, comics, and manga.

Marvel, DC, and The Boys were more than just stories; they were my escape, my refuge from the mundane routine. Posters of caped crusaders adorned my walls, graphic novels lined my shelves, and action figures stood as silent witnesses to my passionate obsession.

Late into the night, I'd lose myself in the pages of superhero exploits, where ordinary folks defied the laws of nature and confronted their deepest fears. The juxtaposition of moral complexity and superhuman feats painted a canvas of stories that resonated with my soul.

Then there was Kamen Rider, the Japanese gem that held a special place in my heart. The masked warriors, the epic battles, they all fueled my imagination. Kamen Rider Kuuga, with his unwavering commitment to bringing smiles to people's faces, became my beacon of hope. In a world where darkness often prevailed, Kuuga's vibrant fights against monstrous adversaries stood as a testament to resilience and optimism.

I cherished how Kuuga fought not just for victory but to bring joy to those around him. The contrast between his bright spirit and the darker narratives in other series was a breath of fresh air. It wasn't just about saving the world; it was about making it a better place, one smile at a time.

But my tastes weren't confined to the bright and virtuous alone. I had a thing for the darker, more twisted narratives. The anti-heroes, the morally ambiguous characters, they fascinated me. The stark contrast between the light and the shadow added layers of complexity to the stories I cherished.

In the quiet moments of my cluttered apartment, surrounded by the echoes of fictional battles and moral quandaries, I found a sense of peace. These worlds weren't just fantasies; they were a mirror reflecting the complexities of life. And little did I know that my love for these stories would soon become the backdrop for the most challenging adventure of my own life.

"Well, I should sleep as tomorrow I have to wake up early for the job."

"Ugh, how I hate Mondays."

I went to sleep at that time not knowing that a great adventure as well as my great pain awaited for the next day.

Omni Pov

In the quiet realm of dreams, Alexander's earthly struggles melted away, and he descended into the gentle abyss of a peaceful sleep. The ephemeral dance of moonlight cast a serene glow over his slumbering form, cradling him in a tranquil embrace. Unbeknownst to him, fate had laid out a peculiar path, leading him through the veil between realms.

As the night's shadows waned, a new dawn awaited Alexander in a realm far removed from the tangible world he knew. He awoke to the soft radiance of celestial light, surrounded by a loving family that seemed to transcend the boundaries of mere kinship. A motherly figure bestowed affection upon him, and a delightful little sister named Anna clung to his side. The laughter of children echoed, and the air was filled with the blissful melody of familial love.

Alexander Pov

I stood there, beside Emily, and a warmth filled my heart that I thought I'd never know. Memories of my past life as an orphan haunted me, a life where I never had parents or sisters. Now, with Emily, I felt like I was in heaven.

She was more than a sister; she was my anchor, my source of joy. I cherished every moment we spent together, from the shared laughter to the quiet understanding that bound us. Emily's smile was my heaven, a beacon that reassured me I could protect and nurture the happiness we had found.

In my previous life, I had yearned for family, for a sense of belonging that was denied to me. Now, as Emily's brother, I relished in the simple pleasures of siblinghood that I had missed out on. The camaraderie, the unspoken connection, it was all so precious.

But just as I felt like I was on top of the world, a shadow cast its gloom. The heaven I had found in Emily's presence suddenly felt fragile. Life took an unexpected turn, and the joy we shared was overshadowed by the looming clouds of uncertainty. The heaven I had built crumbled, and it seemed like everything went from blissful to hellish in the blink of an eye.

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the suburban landscape as I returned home from my job as an accountant. The day had been uneventful, and a sense of tranquility filled the air. As I approached the front door, a knot of unease formed in my stomach, an inexplicable premonition that something was about to shatter the fragile peace I had come to know.

Upon stepping into the living room, I found my little sister Anna engrossed in a drawing. Her eyes, sparkling with innocence, met mine with a warmth that momentarily eased my apprehension. Yet, the atmosphere shifted when the doorbell rang, an ominous sound that echoed through the otherwise quiet house.

"Who could that be?" Said Anna

I opened the door to find two stern-faced individuals dressed in unmarked black suits. Their demeanor spoke of authority, and a chill ran down my spine as I instinctively knew that their presence heralded something ominous.

"Alexander Corvinus?"

*Gulp*

"Yeah?"

"We are from the Federal governament Boreau"

"What´s going on?" I asked with panic

"Sir, don´t worry , all will be over in a matter of seconds" Said the agent before pushing me away abructly.

"HEY , WHAT´S GOING ON"

"Sir remain calm, is the protocol"

One of the agents had me while the other entered my house, i was in a state of panic.

'What is happening?, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?'

"MUTANT LOCATED"

And that is where my heart sunk...

A couple days after the travelling i have noticed the world wasn´t as it used to...

No...

There were people with spandex...

God of hammers...

Rich people that had armors for almost every situation...

That is when i have realice that i had transmigrated to FUC***** MARVEL.

Fortunably my family was far away from the shit hole of new york.

Back to the topic...

He said mutant...

It couldn´t be me as they had approached me friendly...

My parents were on a vacation in Portugal...

That means....

My eyes went wide...

'Oh no'

The realization hit me like a tidal wave. The government had discovered Anna's mutant abilities, abilities she hadn't even fully understood herself. Panic clawed at my chest as I faced an impossible choice – defy the agents and risk everything, or surrender Anna to an uncertain fate.

I see the agent coming with my sister locked like a ravious animal.

'OOOHH NNONONONO'

"STAY AWAY FROM MY SISTER"

"SIR , I MUST INSIST THAT YOU MUST REMAIN CALM"

"GO TO HELL"

"ANNA"

"ALEX"

"ANNA , EVERYTHING IS GONNA BE OKAY"

"ALEX!!!"

"SHUT UP" Said the agent as he electrocuted the cage.

"AGGGHH"

"ANNAAAA , DON´T TOUCH HER YOU FUCK*** ANIMAL "

"SIR , YOU MUST REMAIN CALM... DON´T MAKE ME DO SOMETHING DRASTIC"

"TO THE HELL WITH YOU "

The agent seeing that i wasn´t being the most helpfull in this situation stab me with a syringe in the neck.

"AGHHHH"

"ALLLEEEXXXXX"

"SHUT UP YOU FILTHY MUTANT" Said the Agent before throwing my sister in the black van that they have arrive.

"Annnaaa" i said as loud as i could as i was struggling with staying councious or not.

"Do we arrest him too?"

"No , our job is done... let him sleep"

And then all went black. 

The weight of that fateful day when they took Anna away still hangs heavy on my soul, a crushing burden that refuses to ease. The pain I felt as they forcibly separated us, tearing my sister from my arms, is etched into the very fibers of my being. It's a phantom ache that lingers, a relentless reminder of my inability to protect her when she needed it the most.

I was left numb, an empty shell drifting through life's motions. The laughter, the warmth, the very essence of our family evaporated like mist, leaving behind a desolate landscape where even the brightest days felt shrouded in darkness. The government agents might have taken Anna physically, but in that moment, they robbed me of my ability to feel alive.

The weeks that followed offered no respite. A cruel twist of fate took my parents away, leaving me a millionaire in the cold shell of an inheritance. The accident that claimed their lives felt like a cosmic mockery, a final blow to a heart already battered and bruised. I inherited the family company, swimming in wealth, but I'd trade it all in a heartbeat to hear Anna's laughter again.

I threw myself into the pursuit of wealth, success, and power – endeavors that, on paper, painted a picture of a triumphant life. But each achievement was hollow, the echoes of joy absent. Fear became my constant companion, fear for Anna's well-being, fear of a world that saw her as a threat rather than the innocent soul she was.

The mansion, now mine, echoed with the eerie silence of emptiness. Anna's absence reverberated through every room, turning the once-happy home into a haunting mausoleum of memories. In my quest for redemption, I delved into the realms of martial arts, mastering every form, every weapon. I devoured knowledge voraciously, studying subjects both realistic and mystical, all in preparation for the day I would break Anna out of the prison that held her captive.

But beneath the veneer of strength and preparation, there exists a heart that beats with a sadness that refuses to dissipate. Each day is a struggle, a battle against the void that took residence within me. The laughter of my sister, the warmth of our family, now reside in the recesses of my mind, tormenting me with what once was.

Yet, in the quiet moments of solitude, as I hone my skills and gather resources for the impending mission, a spark of determination glimmers. The fire within, fueled by the memory of Anna's innocent smile, pushes me forward. I may be a millionaire on the outside, but inside, I'm a man fueled by a singular purpose – to reunite with the sister who was unjustly taken from me, even if it means tearing down the very fabric of the world that dared to tear us apart.

Years had passed, and I continued my relentless training, fueled by the hope of one day reuniting with Anna. The passage of time had not dampened my determination; if anything, it intensified. I had no hints, no clues about her whereabouts, but I couldn't let go of the belief that we would find each other again.

Then, one fateful day, a chilling revelation shattered the fragile peace I had managed to build. A psychopath had posted a video online, a grotesque display of torture and abuse directed at Anna. My heart sank as I watched the horrifying scenes unfold on the screen of my computer.

"Hello to everyone , this is subject 1455274"

"Now we will start the test"

"Start the generator"

"AHHHHHHHHHH"

I watch as that psicopath was electrocuting my sister.

"Mmm..."

The madman grab a recorded and started it.

"Experiment 142182"

"It appears the subject is capable of resisting Electricity , it is speculated that the target has a mutation that let her resist anormal status , but she feels pain"

"No more to add"

"Starting experiment 142183"

After that i watched how they torture my sister by putting her in a big couldron and telling her to swim.

I didn´t know that my hands were bleeding at the moment.

After countless of hours and countless of tortures they called it a day and finish the experiments.

In that moment, any semblance of calm or patience shattered. The renewed intensity of my search for Anna became a burning fire within me. The pain of watching her suffer ignited a determination that eclipsed any obstacle in my path. I couldn't let this psychopaths continue to harm her, and I couldn't rest until I found Anna and brought her back to safety.

The tears on my cheeks were not a sign of weakness but a manifestation of the storm inside me – a dark storm that fueled my determination to track down Anna and put an end to the nightmare she was enduring. The hunt for her resumed with a vengeance, as every fiber of my being became dedicated to finding the one I loved and ending the torment that had befallen her.

After a few months were i begin to search via blogs or streets everything related to mutant prisons i hear a strange rumor of a jail break.

'This is it ... This is my opportunity'

I look up to the glass of my bathroom , i look at myself deeply covered in scars...

"This is the one and only chance i will get to take my sister back"

Flashback ends

The mutant prison echoed with the deafening cacophony of chaos, the metallic clatter of sentinels ripping through cells, and the desperate screams of mutants facing extermination. Each step I took through the crumbling corridors felt like a dance with death, the dread in my gut escalating with each passing moment. The air was thick with the acrid scent of destruction, a bitter reminder of the relentless battle being waged.

I try to look in hopes i find something.

But nothing comes up.

I dread starts building in my stomach ...

It was the same sensation in the day i lost my sister...

But this time the intensity was way worse...

As I rounded a corner, my heart skipped a beat at the sight before me. There she was, Anna, the sister I thought I'd lost forever. Her eyes widened in disbelief as they locked onto mine, a flicker of recognition sparking within. Time seemed to freeze as we stood there, a tableau of joy amidst the mayhem.

*Cough**Cough*

"Alex?"

I look over and here she was.

Older...

More skinny than ever and paler.

But Alive...

"Anna"

"ANNNAAAA"

I was happy , over the heaven.

The dread that had gripped me moments before transformed into a surge of adrenaline, propelling me forward. I reached her, the barriers between us disintegrating as I pulled her into a tight embrace. The years of separation, the fear, the pain—all dissolved in that single moment of reunion.

"I wanted this hug to remain for eternity and to tell her that everything was all right.

To tell her that all the fear, all the pain, all that she has suffered were over.

But fate had other plans...

Before I could say another word, I heard a sound.

BANG

BANG

BANG

BANG

BANG

BANG

I froze at that moment...

I began to feel a red substance coming out of Anna...

I, I, i, I

Why?

I look over, and there was a guard holding a smoking gun.

Huff

"Serves you right, filthy mutant."

In that moment, I hear a sound.

Ding

But I am so shocked I couldn't care any less.

[Rider system initializing...]

[...5%....]

[15%]

[25%]

I look at the body of my sister...

I remember when I had held her in my hands when we were kids...

"Hey, Anna..."

"Wake up, Anna."

"Please."

All those years...

[35%]

All those inhuman training I had done...

[55%]

All the things I had sacrificed just for this chance...

[75%]

All the waiting just for someone to take that chance away...

[95%]

"Heh."

"Hehehhe."

"Hehehhehhah."

"HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA."

"HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHHAHHHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH."

My hair covers my eyes, and I begin to feel the SAME FEELING FROM THOSE YEARS AGO...

RAGE

[ERROR...ERROR]

[HOST MENTAL STATUS IS AFFECTING THE SYSTEM]

"HAHAHAHAHAHHAA, I THOUGHT THAT THIS TIME THE ENDING WILL BE DIFFERENT."

"GUESS I AM JUST A STUPID FOOL TO BELIEVE SOMEONE LIKE DESTINY WILL BE ON MY SIDE."

[RIDER SYSTEM CHANGING ....]

[CHANGE COMPLETE]

[DARK RIDER SYSTEM ONLINE]

I ignore the beeping and the dark and gold screen.

I haven't felt so dead in a very long time...

I got to see my sister, only for a mere HUMAN, take her away from me...

I am really wrong?

Can mutants really have true peace? Not like Magneto or Charles that they have to exist within an island to not get targeted.

NO

I AM NOT WRONG.

THE ONE WHO IS WRONG IS THIS WORLD.

I FEEL HOW MY PREVIOUS THOUGHTS ABOUT SPARING THE CHILD AND THE SICK GET LOST.

I FEEL HOW I AM TRANSFORMING INTO SOMETHING MORE.

MORE DARK AND SINISTER.

BUT MORE BEAUTIFUL AND DIVINE.

[CONGRATULATIONS HOST, YOU HAVE RECEIVED 2 GIFTS]

[1 AS A NEWBIE GIFT AND THE OTHER AS COMPENSATION FOR THE LATE ARRIVAL OF THE SYSTEM]

I couldn't read more as, before I knew it, I was in front of the guard who shot my sister.

And before he could even react, I punch his face, and a pure white armor covers my right arm.

I punch him with my left, and now I have another piece of armor on my left arm.

I punch him.

And I punch him.

And I punch him.

And I keep repeating the cycle for what seems like an eternity.

And then all of a sudden i woke up from my trance of rage.

I see myself in a sea of blood.

My armor instead of the initial white was all red with bits of golden.

(Image)

I turn to see.

And I was baffled...

I recogniced this armor....

I was wearing Kamen Rider Kuuga armor.

Heh.

"How ironic that of all Kamen Riders, I had to get the powers from Kuuga."

"The rider who protects the smile of all the people."

"And I couldn't even protect your smile."

I walk to the body of my sister, and there I make a vow.

"I couldn't protect your smile, sister, so I will destroy theirs."

"I will make sure no one can escape alive from this massacre."

"The world has perished long enough because of humans."

"From here on, there will be no more humans."

"I will make sure to create a planet of only mutants."

I think a little of something and shake my head.

"No, mutants no..."

"Homo Superior," I whisper, and it gives me chills just by saying it.

"But how can I start?"

[HOST, YOU HAVE AN UNOPENED PACKAGE. DO YOU WISH TO OPEN?]

Oh...

I have a system now?

How peculiar...

"System, tell me your functions."

[SURE HOST, I-]

"Can you tone down the letters?"

[Yes, host, of course.]

"Thank you."

[As the name said it, my name is the Dark Rider system, meaning I contain all the dark riders and evil riders from Kamen Rider.]

"Apart from the armors and powers, what do you have?"

[Good question, host. Apart from that, I have equipment like IA and things like equipment and companions.]

"How do I unlock these things?"

[You need to buy them by paying points. The points are earned from 3 ways:

1 - Changing the Destiny of Important Persons.

2 - You can gain points by becoming stronger, and when your subordinates/team gets stronger.

3 - By achievements like changing an event or doing something no one has done before.]

"Okay..."

I was a bit overwhelmed, as today was a rollercoaster of emotions for me.

But strangely, I didn't feel much; I feel like I am dead inside.

Something died alongside my sister.

And apparently, only a monster remains.

I clench my fist and ask one question that has been bothering me for a while.

"Why do I have the Kuuga Armor? Weren't you the Dark Rider System?"

[Yes, I am Host. Well, as I sensed that your life was in danger, I opened one of the 2 gifts that you have gained.]

[But before seeing the rewards, I will explain why you had gained Kuuga. First and foremost, Kuuga was created as a weapon for the defense of the Gurongi. Second, only a person of pure heart can dominate Kuuga, so theoretically, Kuuga can be a Dark Rider as he was created for defending and destroying the Gurongi.]

[Also, host, if you are asking yourself why you had received Kuuga, it is that you have a great affinity towards him.]

"Affinity?"

[Yes, host, people have different affinities towards different Riders. Also, once you have put on armor, you can't change it.]

"So you mean I will get stuck with Kuuga forever?"

[Yes.]

"Good, I hate it when some stories change their armor once they gain more power."

[Also, host, now having said that, I will tell you the rewards. Do you want to receive all rewards?]

"Yes."

[Congratulations, host. You have received:

Kamen Rider Den-O -----------> Singularity.

Kamen Rider Zi-Oh -----------> A free space-time travel.

Kamen Rider Zero-One ---------> Ark artificial intelligence (baby stage).

Kamen Rider Zero-One ----------> $1,000,000,000.

Kamen Rider Kuuga -----------> Kuuga complete powers (Strongest version).

Kamen Rider Zero-One -----------> Ark Satellite.

That was all, host.]

"Well, I would like to ask more, but I think we should get out of here as the sounds of explosions and mutants dying are over."

[Does the host wish to use the Space-Time Travel?]

"Yes."

A blue portal, like the one Loki used in the Battle of New York, opened before me.

Before crossing, I look back and say.

"Goodbye sister and thank you for all that you have done for me. You were the light of my life; your smile made me a better person every day."

"And now that you have gone, only darkness remained. I will accomplish my vow, sister; I will make them pay."

"I couldn't protect your smile; I couldn't help you with your fear or pain; now they will suffer the same thing."

"I won't have mercy ever again."

"I won't stop till the last human on earth will be killed."

"From here on, I DECLARE THE START OF THE HOUSE OF H."

"NO MORE HUMANS."

Having said that, I cross the blue vortex.

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