Kamen Rider is playing the villain in Pretty Cure

Is he happy?

There is no doubt that it is a happy thing to have a birthday party that you never imagined with your friends, your favorite and beloved heroes.

Meeting someone you haven't seen for a long time, or even someone you thought you would never see again, naturally makes you feel infinitely touched, not to mention your parents who have never been very friendly to you because of your personality. They proudly say that they are proud of you.

Such happiness is something Ash, who hasn't dreamed for a long time, has never experienced before.

Because it is so beautiful, people can't help but think they are dreaming.

That's right.

This is a dream!

"I've never had it. A happy ending is for good people, not for me!"

The signal axe cut deep cracks in the tiles on the ground, and hot steam rose from the place where it hit the ground. There was no scene of blood gushing out. The headless body lying on the ground and the head rolling down directly turned back into the abandoned doll plaster model.

"Yes, although I have forgotten a lot, I am sure that I have never experienced such a good thing."

"So all of this is just a stage play performed for me, with the character in my memory covered in a layer of skin."

Ash put down his weapons and walked around. Everyone turned a blind eye to everything he did, still clapping their hands and offering him their most sincere blessings.

"Happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday, Ash!"

"Happy birthday!"

......

"Thank you."

But this unfamiliar feeling of happiness in his heart made Ash feel sick.

A stick with deep blue flashes at both ends appeared in Ash's hand. He spun the ultimate fighting device that he had been coveting for several times in his hand rapidly. Ash shouted and swept it with one point, crushing all the people who approached him. In a moment, he cleared the area around him.

This is a false "past" world, which means it is completely derived from Ash's imagination. In other words, whatever he thinks now is what it is.

No normal person would feel good about "killing" a former friend.

"Ha, no way!"

In his left hand was the X Head Dart, and in his right hand was the Orb Slasher. Wielding two indestructible short blades, wherever the rainbow light of Ash's dance passed, even space and time were cut in half!

But it's not enough!

"Destroy everything!"

With the cannon in his hand at full power, the power contained in each shot was enough to blow away the direction he was facing. After firing a few shots, Ash threw it aside and then pulled out the Fangshoo Battering Staff from his side. Ash held the pool cue-like weapon tightly at his waist as if it were a spear, roared and launched a charge, stringing together several people in the direction he was facing and nailing them to the wall.

"Pah, pah~"

What rang in my ears was the sound of plaster and plastic breaking. There were mannequins like those in clothing stores, plaster models in art academies, life-size dolls made of wood, and even scarecrows, but no real people.

After crushing a piece of plaster that rolled to his feet, Ash could no longer maintain the self-deprecating smile on his face, and his anger began to show.

Ash looked up and turned left and right. Everyone was still congratulating him and clapping, as if they were spectators sitting in the arena "cheering" for the atrocities of the gladiators on the field.

"Ash, congratulations."

"Why are you unhappy? Everyone is here to congratulate you."

"Yes, Simailu, Simailu—"

"Shut up!"

The vein on Ash's forehead bulged, and the hijacking glove in his right hand, with traces of ink splattered on it, struck him directly, shattering his head.

"What are you doing? Aren't you heroes? Then why are you still standing there? Stop me, stop this villain!"

Pin the opponent to the ground in front of everyone, punch him again and again, until not even the smallest particle of powder can be found.

Ash also wielded the longsword made of soul steel, and with an expression that was gradually beginning to break down, he let out an inhuman roar. He ran, cutting anyone who approached him in half.

"You guys, people are dead, a lot of people are dead!"

The knife that cuts at them is like cutting at oneself. Denying that they are heroes is also denying one's own past and what one's heart desires.

Even if you say nice things and recognize the truth, you still have illusions in your heart.

But he was destined to be disappointed. The hero that Ash was expecting did not appear, no one stopped him, and no one responded to him.

"Don't you have any feelings? Why don't you understand?!"

“Fake!”

Cut off the head of the person in front of you.

"Puppet!"

Chop off the body of the person in front of you.

"If you can't do that, don't wear their face!"

The hand that had transformed into a dragon claw grabbed a very familiar person, stabbed both hands into the other person's abdomen, and tore him in half alive.

But still no bright red color came out.

"How long do you want to insult me...?"

The extreme anger actually brought him calmness. Purple light floated in his eyes again, and darkness could be vaguely seen surging under his body. Ash raised the long sword tied to his arm and inserted it into the Gatling gun in his left hand to combine them, allowing the energy of the two to be linked.

"Extreme Holy Sword! Super Powerful Reamer Combination! MAXIMUM MODE!"

He pulled the trigger, a deafening gunshot rang out, and the enhanced light bullets ejected from the muzzle of the Gatling gun smashed all the remaining people to pieces.

Everyone was speechless when they saw the scene on the screen where a Rambo cosplay was yelling “Ahhhhhhhhh!!” while firing a machine gun with one hand.

"He gave up his beautiful dream and woke up from it..."

However, it was a way that no one wanted to see.

Or, looking at Ash on the screen, who was completely blinded by malice, it was hard to be sure whether he was really awake.

So someone took action.

"I'm going!"

“Mana——!”

Rika pulled at Ai's sleeve to stop her from leaving, and her hands were also shaking.

She wanted Ai to save Ash, but she was afraid that Ai would be hurt. She was scared and not sure whether she should do it.

"Looking like Ash right now, he probably won't even recognize you! Mana, if you go there too, you'll be killed like that too!"

"In that case, I'll go even more!"

Ai resolutely shook off Rika's hand. Her face no longer had the expression of someone about to die. Instead, the confident smile of student council president Ai Aida was once again on her face.

"Rikka, remember? Ash now has the Selfish Progenitor inside him! But I am different. I believe in love, and I believe that the power of love can melt the walls of the self."

And I have said so much before. If I back down here, won’t everything be in vain?

"I'm sorry, but this time I'm not doing this for my own gratification. I promise everyone, Cure Heart will definitely bring him back!"

The words of love are full of power, firmness and without a trace of confusion.

"Otherwise, he will really forget about us. I won't let Ash become a memory of ours!"

Believe me!

Ai, who was covering her shoulders, looked a little pale, but her energy was several times greater than before. At this moment, the words of Cure Heart were filled with inexplicable power.

She jumped up and jumped into the screen.

As a result of the joint bombardment of countless enhanced weapons, his former home could no longer remain the same. He just stood in the ruins, and the memories in his mind exploded and squeezed together like bubbles, and finally flashed by, becoming even more fragmented.

"I'm going to kill the guy who played a trick on me. I'm going to kill..."

Who am I going to kill?

Ash threw his weapon aside and sat on the ground helplessly.

Chapter 147 The truth behind the darkening is...

Ash leaned against the ruins, holding his forehead in a daze.

He was so angry that he lost his mind. He originally wanted to find the guy who played a trick on him, kill him in the most cruel way, kill everyone here, and even burn the city to ashes.

But when I thought about this, I was controlled by anger and lost my bottom line. I was thinking about killing the ones I loved as well. In my mind, their faces were automatically replaced with the faces of the dolls that I had torn into pieces.

Ash suddenly "woke up".

The calmness brought about by extreme anger was like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, making him really start to think seriously, and the huge malice towards the "happiness" in his memories also quickly subsided.

It was obviously a simple matter, I just needed to wake up, but in the end I lost control again.

"I messed up again..."

"System, are you here?"

[I am here.]

A virtual screen that was more familiar than my parents' faces popped up.

"I...I don't seem to be myself anymore. If I had to do this now, I would just let myself be defeated by the heroes of this world, just like always. But I...but I!"

Thinking back to what he had done, Ash felt a dull pain between his eyebrows and in his stomach.

It's true that he pursues the feeling of living freely, but that should be what Ash really intended.

It should not be the result of being influenced by the runaway self and desires.

Suddenly realizing it, Ash covered his chest with his hands, his hands constantly grasping at the air, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only grab his collar.

He thought of the things that had been forgotten in the past and the things in the world that he had subconsciously ignored.

"There's something inside me."

He didn't believe that anything would happen to him. He thought that with all the storms and waves he had experienced in countless worlds, it was impossible for a selfish king like Cricket to do anything to him.

But in fact he was wrong. Whether he was affected or not, he was harmed by his own "arrogance", and the Pretty Cure also suffered because of him.

"I didn't kill it. My judgment is that if it died within you, the evil thoughts it unleashed in its final counterattack would have unimaginably devastating consequences for your very being and the world."

"I originally thought he wouldn't be able to cause any trouble in the Dark Echoes either, but I didn't expect that without being able to affect your mind, he would be able to escape by hiding inside the dial."

[Later, when it transformed, it secretly awakened the core coin in your body to work with you indirectly. Even if it can't directly control you, as long as it continues to stir up the dark echoes in your body, you will also...]

"why?"

Ash completely collapsed on the ground, as if he had lost all his strength.

I told you, but you wouldn't listen.

The words on the virtual panel were constantly distorting. If the system had a mouth, it would be sighing now.

"Ash!"

After looking up, Ash lowered his head again listlessly.

"cure heart, are you here to kill me?"

"Ash..."

Ash, who had been killing like a madman, now became quiet, as if he had exhausted all his energy in the previous "massacre", but the difference was that this was the first time she saw Ash so decadent.

"No, I'm here to save you."

Ai took advantage of the victory and continued.

"You have within you the dark Progenitor of Selfishness! The one who turned Regina's father, the Poker King, into the Selfish King!"

"I know."

Xun Yaxiu showed little interest in matters concerning him, and neither nodded nor shook his head.

"Ash, you've always said that you pursued the brilliance and fighting of a hero with your own will, but it's all been twisted and changed!"

"..."

"You're betting on that dial, on my friends, Rikka, Arisu, Makoto, and the others' so-called game! But, this isn't your game at all!"