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Sacrifice your heart, your soul, to the worlds and the cycles.
Sacrifice your wish for a story.
Destroy everything.
Become the savior.
Connect everything .
Some people say that things happen for reasons. Some of that is true. A vast tapestry of fate is woven and understood, but the things inside can be changed.
That’s true for most people, but not for two souls.
They bear magenta eyes and violet hair and ripple with the legacy of Decade . Ultimate hero, ultimate monster…
Ultimate Rider, perhaps.
They will not grow up with him - not the ones tied up in fate, for they are not the pictures but the needle and the thread.
This is the destiny of Decade.
Never in photographs but behind the camera.
And may that is why, why Kaitou (she refuses to use Decade’s name after what he left her to) Sumire is a watcher, watching a dark world. She is not from the true Worlds but a dark what if.
She is Kamen Rider Violet, Project Violet Emotion. She is Savior of Worlds and where her father would document, she watched with only her true eyes. She watched her world fall apart, was chewed up and spit into reality.
And she fought. That is part of it too, she fought with everything she had against fate. The daughter of the destroyer is a savior.
But it was never quite enough, so she began to tear herself apart. Piece by piece, the World and fate took from her.
She meets a Decade who did not break and asks why hers did. But she knows, and he sees it in her eyes.
She will give everything for the Worlds.
But it was not she who held the key, it was her new partner. Kamen Rider Día could raze or save the world. Not her.
It makes you wonder what the point is. Of any of it. Why fight against the blood to be a savior when a destroyer, in the end, is still needed?
Azuma Michinaga kept the name his father gave him. Well, okay, he was hatched in a run down safe house, by a man who shook with exhausted, anxious jealousy, and the man called him Kaitou Michinaga , and sent him away in his fear.
And so the son of Decade grew up mocked for his bright magenta eyes and deep violet hair until he learned to cover it, and he grew up normal.
Fate found him anyways, and with brutal darkness that seemed to consume him, he became a destroyer to end the games of these travelers who should not be in this world, this time.
Fate found him not behind the camera but in front of it, a player and a pawn and yet still given a chance.
To end this game he ripped and tore his soul apart until he was undead. Kamen Rider Buffa. Jyamashin.
The one who will crush all Riders.
But in the end it was not what ended the torment. In the end his efforts only brought to light a new god of happiness.
Fate warped and jumped around the god of happiness.
And so, pure destruction must be… questioned.
But what of Decade? Decade who is old and worn and did not raise these two heirs, heirs too old for him to have raised them anyways, through twisted time and space.
What of a man who smiled at final rest but did not stay dead, who now watches his children bite and claw their way to stand, to fight.
To fall and to sacrifice themselves like he once did?
He does not stop them. He does not save them.
Decade is not in the tapestry as pictures. He is the needle and thread. And so are they. Kamen Rider Violet dips in and out like she was born for it, even when her thread snags. Graceful and precise. Kamen Rider Buffa shoves his needle in sharp and rough and imperfect, but he sews until the pictures form around him.
This is the true legacy of the Violet Emotion , though neither have seen it yet. The power to tear yourself apart to fix the Worlds, to stop the fighting and the pain and the death …
The power to tie yourself to others and push and pull and change everything to create the story you want.
This is the story of Decade.
And this is the legacy of Violet Emotion.