Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

"Weapon in hand: Signal Axe {no vehicle required} x1"

"Kamen Rider, Mage, and Old Tan, right..." Zhuo picked up the three gray watch faces in front of him. All three watch faces looked as if they were sealed by something.

“Then---” Zhuo looked at the Gaim watch in front of him, “Let’s start with you.”

Before Zhuo could finish speaking, the Gaim watch suddenly emitted a light. An orange-yellow wind sucked Zhuo into the mirror world.

"Hey------!"

Before he could react, when Zhuo opened his eyes again, it was a completely different world.

A warrior destined to become a god and a subject who transcends time.

When Zhuo opened his eyes again, everything in front of him had changed.

A sky of strange colors, countless vines, and purplish-black flowers and fruits.

This is a place that can be seen through at a glance—the Helheim of Kamen Rider Gaim.

"Hey, hello there, Nianzhuo." A male voice came from behind Zhuo.

Turning my head, I saw a figure in white robes and silver armor—it was none other than Kamen Rider Kazuha Kouta, the user of Gaim.

Now, he has become a god.

“Hmm, hello, Mr. Kuzuha Kouta.” Takumi extended his hand. “Or is he the ‘Man of the Beginning’ who is in charge of managing Helheim? I’ve never seen him do this before.”

"Oh dear." Kouta Kazuha scratched his head sheepishly. "After all, I sensed your presence too, but you don't need to worry. This isn't the Mirror World, but rather Helheim, which is separate from your world. I won't go into details; you probably already know, right?" He then grasped the outstretched hand of the man before him, a man who could be called a god, still looked like a child.

"Since you're here, I suppose your target is this one that's on me, right?" Kouta shook the orange-yellow watch face in his hand, looking at it with interest. "This is the watch face that houses Gaim's power..."

"Yes." Zhuo also became serious for once, preparing to face Kota's test.

"Well then—" Kota put the Gaim watch in his pocket and waved for Ura to follow.

Sweeping aside the layers of vines, a white table came into view.

With a wave of his hand, two steaming glasses of orange juice appeared out of thin air on the table.

Zhuo raised an eyebrow, realizing that what was about to happen might be troublesome.

"Please have a seat." Hirotaka pulled out a chair and invited Uchiha to sit down.

Then, the test officially began.

"What the hell!" Zhuo's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably. The moment Kota sat down in front of him, he seemed like a different person. He was slumped over the table, looking nothing like a "god" and more like an ordinary office worker.

"Ah~ Finally, someone can chat with me!" After taking a big gulp of orange juice, Kota slumped down. "You have no idea how difficult it is to manage this Helheim! I have to control the weeding, watering, humidity, and temperature every day..." Complaining about the exhaustion of managing this world, Kota completely opened up.

"And another thing, Takashi Mai, she never lets me rest all day long qwq" As she spoke, strange emoticons floated out.

“I can relate to that…” Zhuo relaxed without realizing it. “It’s the same on my end. Several girls are always bothering me with this and that, not letting me rest. Life is really tough…” Zhuo took a sip of the orange juice in front of him and suddenly looked up, only to find that Kota was in the same boat. The two of them exchanged a subtle glance.

"But it was a very fulfilling and satisfying life," they both said in unison.

"Ah, you're all right. Let me reintroduce myself." This time, Kouta Kazunari extended his hand first, his expression serious. "My name is Kouta Kazunari, the Man of Origin of Helheim. I am also the user of Gaim."

“My name is Nianzhuo, and I aspire to become a subject who transcends time. I am also the one who transforms into the Time King.” He grasped Kota’s hand in return, and their eyes met in mid-air.

"I imagine your journey ahead will be long," Kota said slowly, gently patting Cho's shoulder.

"But that's the path we're all destined to take." Without a hint of panic or unease on his face, Zhuo smiled helplessly. "I've long had that awareness, so there's no need to say anything more."

"I see..." Kota's face also broke into a smile. "Then I can entrust it to you with peace of mind." He took out the Gaim Watch that he had put in his pocket, felt for the familiar face on it, and resolutely handed it to Nencho.

"Here's your payment for keeping me company while I chat. Take it."

“Then I shall respectfully accept your offer.” Zhuo grasped the Gaim watch in Kota’s hand, when suddenly, Kota’s other hand tightened its grip on Zhuo’s hand.

Zhuo looked up in confusion, only to meet Hirota's serious and authoritative gaze.

"Please remember, Nencho, you must, absolutely trust your comrades." For some reason, Kota's hands clenched tighter and tighter. "No matter who you want to become, your strength alone is always limited."

"Ah, I understand." Having already learned about the future in another world, Zhuo nodded.

"Also, what follows is my personal request." Releasing his hand, Kota watched as Jo put the Gaim Watch into his pocket. "I hope you can use this power well to protect others."

"..." Zhuo Gang was about to respond when a sudden flood of memories rushed into his mind.

That was Chaldea, which had just been bombed not long ago.

Firelight, wails, blood.

These things all appeared in Zhuo's eyes at that time.

However, none of that matters. What is etched deep in Zhuo's heart is his gaze.

It was the bewildered and desperate look in the eyes of the Chaldea employees.

Zhuo felt a little short of breath, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he felt as if someone had tugged at his trouser leg.

Looking down, one sees the bloodied face of a Chaldean employee.

Zhuo's heart was deeply touched, and more and more people appeared in Zhuo's eyes from around his feet.

Blood, countless drops of blood, faces, countless blood-soaked faces.

They were employees whose names were unknown, but who had indeed died.

Zhuo still remembers that many of them were present at the first banquet that welcomed him.

However, they all died. Because of the inaction of the corrupt.

"..." He wanted to say something, but his gritty teeth couldn't help but tremble.

"Why...why didn't you save me?" A female employee suddenly turned her face toward Nianzhuo. Nianzhuo remembered her; she was an ordinary medical employee in her twenties, and even someone who had a good relationship with Nianzhuo at the time.

However, she died in that explosion because Zhuo did not take action, and Zhuo did not appear.

I vaguely remember that this girl once jokingly asked Zhuo if he had a crush on her, since he had been to the medical room twice in such a short time. This left Zhuo feeling quite helpless at the time.

But this girl will never speak again.

"Ah------" Zhuo felt his heart being twisted violently. "I...I didn't,"

"You have it." Before Zhuo could finish speaking, the girl roared, and the people around her joined in.

“You have it.” An ordinary man, an energy worker at Chaldea.

“You do.” A mature woman, the vice-commander of the Chaldea control room.

"You have it, you have it, you have it, you have it, you have it, you have it." More and more voices came from the employees who died in the explosion.

They questioned, resented, cursed, and did nothing.

Why...why didn't you save us?

The questions posed were enough to scorch the soul of those who were clouded by greed.

Bear this sin, you villain.

People often say that words are like knives, capable of easily killing a person.

It is the most terrifying weapon, more vicious than any poison, more intense than any flame, and sharper than any blade.

"Why...why didn't you save us? You clearly had the ability!" The girl stood up, her body now missing half of her body, and staggered towards Zhuo. "You...murderer."

"No! I'm not! I'm not! I just—!" Zhuo raised his head, wanting to argue, but when he saw the girl's tear-filled face, he couldn't say a word.

"Just what? Just so the story can move forward completely? So we all deserve to die?" The girl spoke cruelly in a kind tone. "Then you are truly great, guardian of the heroic spirits. Thank you for sacrificing us, who are not even worthy of remembering, so that the story can proceed according to your memory."

"..." Unable to argue, Zhuo just lowered his head, veins bulging on his fists.

"I'm sorry..." Zhuo said softly.

"Sorry? Ah, I'm sorry, I sacrificed you all for my own selfish desires, so I apologize and ask for your forgiveness. Do you really think such a good thing is possible, Mr. Nianzhuo~" The girl's eyes widened, and her angry tone reached Nianzhuo's ears. "Or do you think that an apology can wash away this sin?"

"No, I know it won't happen. I can't and will never change the fact that I stood by and watched you die." Zhuo's tone was calm, but powerful. "Back then, I underestimated you. I didn't realize my responsibility, so I'm sorry..."

"What can that change, Guardian?" The girl raised an eyebrow, her tone flat. "Realize your responsibilities, and then what? Oh, I remember all your blood debts, so please forgive me?"

“That doesn’t change anything,” Zhuo continued. “But—that’s also a sign that everything can be changed.”

Zhuo quietly looked at the girl in front of him, and the many employees behind her.

-----Toshita seat.

"What do you mean by this?" The girl looked down at Nianzhuo.

“I know, I understand. At that time, I thought I couldn’t bear the weight of all your lives.” Zhuo remained in the dogeza posture. “It was I who indirectly killed you, and I will remember this sin.”

He raised his head and placed his right fist on his chest.

“But no matter what, I will keep going! I will settle this score for you and Rafe.” Zhuo said through gritted teeth, using an extremely sincere tone, “So please believe me! I will not beg you to forgive me! I will engrave the sins of all of you, the loss of all your lives, in my heart.”

“But even if you avenge us, we still die.” This time, not only the girl, but all the employees spoke up, looking at Nian Zhuo in front of them.

“Yes, so when all is quiet, I will personally go to atone for my sins to you.” Opening his eyes, Zhuo felt that the figures in front of him suddenly became somewhat blurry. “At that time, no matter how you deal with me, I will accept it.”

"That's really irresponsible of me to say." The girl shook her head helplessly, but then squatted down.

Following her movement, many of the employees behind her also squatted down.

“Raise your head, Guardian.” The girl cupped her turbid face and examined it closely. “Since you’ve said so, then we, who are already dead, can’t say anything. So—” In unison, the numerous staff members behind her uttered the same words.

“Bear the sins that took our lives, you villains.”

"Yes!" he replied, his cloudy eyes fixed on the employees in front of him, as if trying to etch their faces into his soul.

Then, pure white particles of light appeared on the soles of their feet, gradually dissipating.

"Really—" The girl cupped her turbid face and finally pouted helplessly.

"Don't give us hope from the very beginning..."

It transformed into pure white particles of light and dissipated here.

------------Zhuo finally came to his senses------------

"Hello? Hello?" A familiar male voice came from inside. Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes and saw Kota's familiar face.

Seeing that Zhuo had woken up, Kota looked helpless.

"Seriously, you just suddenly passed out while we were talking. It was really worrying." Looking at Tsuru's trembling hands, Kota asked with concern, "What happened?"