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The screen went white. Then black. The buffering icon appeared again. 0%. 1%. 2%.

He saw a city. Not Tokyo from the show. A real city. His city. The cracked sidewalk outside his apartment. And standing in the middle of the street, holding up a camera, was a man in a salmon-pink shirt and khaki pants. His hair was a little too long, his smile a little too sharp. kamen rider decade kissasian

Rohan slammed the lid shut. His reflection stared back from the black plastic. For a split second, he could have sworn it was wearing a magenta belt. The screen went white

Tsukasa: “Every world I visit, I’m the destroyer. But I’ve never seen a world like this. A world made of broken links and comment sections. A world where my story never ends because you keep trying to watch it.” He saw a city