"Tsukasa—!"
Seeing Tsukasa Kadoya disappear into the curtain, Natsumi Hikari hurried after him. Her intuition told her that if she did not stop Tsukasa, something bad would happen.
But before she got far, her ankle caught on an invisible line, and she fell forward miserably.
The rough asphalt scraped open her palms, sending a burning pain through them.
By the time she raised her head again, the dazzling aurora that had announced the curtain's end had already vanished.
That magenta figure had vanished with it.
Everything around her returned to normal.
"What exactly... is going on?"
Natsumi murmured, turning to Zhang Qi beside her with a question.
"You've already noticed it, haven't you?"
"That man called Tsukasa Kadoya's destiny."
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Zhang Qi answered. The moment his voice fell—
The air twisted before him, and a new Aurora Curtain unfolded out of thin air.
Countless images flickered and overlapped within it.
Natsumi Hikari saw them.
Among those bizarre, kaleidoscopic images, she saw that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
Kamen Rider Decade.
The destroyer who kept appearing in her nightmares, burying every Rider.
He no longer traveled. He no longer searched. He simply destroyed.
He stretched out a hand, and space folded before him, forming translucent walls one after another.
Those walls crashed into different worlds, forcibly stitching together cities, skies, and lands that had nothing to do with one another.
The top of Tokyo Tower pierced an Ancient Egyptian pyramid, while New York's Statue of Liberty faced a castle from the Warring States era from afar.
The worlds wailed.
Then the battle began.
Countless Kamen Riders emerged from the forcibly connected worlds and charged at him.
Flames, thunder, flashing blades, and sword shadows—every attack was aimed at that purple Demon.
Yet he merely stood there, not even changing forms.
Facing Kamen Rider