Kamen Rider Kyoryu: REBOOT

by maxpower02

An old story of mine rebooted. Krishna Sadhana receives a mysterious belt from a young woman claiming to know where his missing parents are. He was then dragged to a war between Kamen Riders and a race of supernatural creatures, the Aroka. Will he convince the warring Riders to unite and fight the Aroka? Or will he fail in defeat?

1. Awakening! The Blazing Warrior

Hey guys, maxpower02 here. Sorry for not being on this site for a very long time, I have my national examinations and thankfully I passed with flying colors. I have been accepted in a Japanese university, and hopefully I could have an excellent 4 years there.

Now, during my time off, I discovered a severe writer's block in Kamen Rider Kyoryu. It is almost impossible for me to develop the characters fully. Then I watched more Kamen Rider Gaim (the series that this fanfic was based on) as well as a few horror and mystery stories and a bit of Kamen Rider 555 and Kamen Rider W mixed into it. And then it hit me. I need to reboot this thing.

So ladies and gentlemen, I give to you, the rebooted Kamen Rider Kyoryu. You can also catch Kyoryu in action in Eternal Storyteller's Kamen Rider: The Next Generation. If ES published is 2nd chapter before I publish the first chapter of the reboot, let's just say we're going to see an early bird cameo from Kyoryu.

Now, on to the story!

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Disclaimer: I don't own Kamen Rider, Toei does.

Kamen Rider Kyoryu

Act 1: Awakening! The Blazing Warrior

December 20th, 2013

Anggy Tamara was just your average 20 year old young woman. Hailing from Surabaya, East Java, she is currently studying Chemistry at one of the top universities in Jakarta, and has gotten herself the perfect boyfriend – Dadang Zulfikri, a 23 year old Sociology student at the University of Indonesia, son of a successful Indonesian businessman. The couple has been dating for around 3 months and things have gone smoothly so far.

In a sunny December 20th 2013, Anggy has just visited Dadang in his mansion at the Ciputat District just outside the Jakarta metropolitan area, bringing her family in tow as she has just introduced Dadang to her family. Much to her delight, her family has agreed that she is dating Dadang. Right now Anggy is driving her old Toyota Corolla sedan towards her family's house at the Kampung Melayu District in East Jakarta, and so far the traffic has been awfully quiet.

"So, what do you think about Dadang?" asked Anggy, her eyes stuck onto the road in front of her. Anggy is a slim yet athletically built young woman, with white skin and chin-length dark brown hair. She is currently wearing a black, long-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of blue denim jeans, black Converses, and a pink hijab on her head.

"You already asked that a million times," replied Anggy's father, a man in his early sixties, "He's a great guy and I have no objections whatsoever in you dating him. He's kind, humorous, and despite his wealth, generous as well. I can't believe he's building a mosque at Karawang as we speak right now!"

"Guess you're excited that we're approving this relationship, huh?" Anggy's mother, a woman in her fifties, flashes out a warm smile.

Anggy nodded, smiling as well as she kept on driving, before pulling to a stop at an intersection. There was a traffic light there, and it's flashing a bright red.

Meanwhile, a few hundred meters away, a large Mercedes Benz LKW 911 truck is seen running down the road, its load of used bottles rattling uncontrollably inside its flatbed. A few minutes ago the truck's driver, a middle-aged and pudgy man named George Sorompua, has found out that his truck's brakes have failed. And right now the Flores-born man is helpless inside the cab of his speeding deathtrap, doing his best to avoid traffic in front of him. Thankfully the traffic is relatively quiet today, with the truck being the only vehicle on the road so far. George is hoping that he could reach a garage as soon as possible, hoping that he could get the brakes on his old truck fixed.

"Steady, George, steady…" George muttered as he nervously held onto his steering wheel, his dark skinned forehead already drenched in sweat.

Back at the intersection, the lights has gone from red to green, enabling Anggy and her family to pass. As Anggy releases the brakes on her car, the Corolla moved slowly into the intersection, not realizing the incoming danger speeding from its right side.

George was shocked to see a Toyota Corolla suddenly coming out from an intersection in front of him. The lights on George's side of the intersection were red, meaning that normally George's truck should stop, but since the brakes were loose, there was no way for George to bring his Merc to a stop.

"Shit!" cursed George as he saw Anggy's car in front of him, immediately honking his horn to warn the vehicle of his broken truck, "Get out of the way!"

Anggy heard the incoming truck's blaring horn and immediately floored the gas, but it was too late. Before her car could get out completely of the intersection, George's truck has collided against the poor Toyota's right side, with the truck dragging the helpless car for several meters. George tried to put his truck in reverse but it was all too late. Anggy's now battered Toyota rolled around the asphalt road for several times, the wreck now barely recognizable, before coming to a screeching halt. George's truck, in the other hand, spun out of control before colliding against a nearby tree, the impact killing George immediately.

For Anggy, as streams of blood came running down her face, everything went dark after that…

xxx

Present day, July 2014

A young woman was seen running away from a futuristic-looking building, in her hands is a medium-sized briefcase, silver in color. As the woman frantically made her way through the tall grass that grew around the building, she tripped herself against a rock. The woman lets out a brief grunt of pain as she collapsed against the ground; the suitcase she was carrying flew out of her hands and landed on the ground with a soft thud. Writhing in pain as she has slightly sprained her ankle, the woman immediately grabbed the suitcase and stood right back up, before making her way through the grassland again. After around half a minute of frantic limping through the grasses, the woman had finally found what she's been looking for.

An asphalt road.

Sighing in relief, the woman slowly pulled herself out of the grassland and into the roadside, immediately hailing the first vehicle that she saw. A red 1998 Honda Civic, the car immediately pulled up beside the woman, its driver being a handsome looking young man in his late twenties, wearing a New York Mets baseball cap and a brown leather jacket.

"Can I help you?" asked the man politely.

"Yeah, sure," the woman replied, still recovering from her frantic run a few minutes prior as she took a quick glance of the futuristic building behind her. She has waited a long time from this day, infiltrating the building a few months ago and after an extensive period of spying and observing; she had managed to steal something valuable from the building, the briefcase that she is holding right now. Now to hitch a ride with someone and take the briefcase to somewhere safe, far away from that organization…

"Miss?" asked the man again, "Can I help you?"

"Ah, yes," the woman replied as reality dawned upon her once again, "Are you going to Jakarta, right?"

"Yeah," the man nodded, "Why?"

"I need to go there for something urgent," said the woman, "Can I come with you?"

"Sure," the man replied flatly, opening the car's passenger door for the woman, "Hop in."

The woman lets out a smile as she enters the car, the briefcase she's carrying safely in her hands. Unknown to the woman, as she was closing the door behind her, a chopper-style motorcycle is seen slowly approaching the car. As the Civic drove away, the chopper's rider, a young, skinny white-skinned man with spiky hair that has been bleached, took out a phone and dialed a number.

"I've got her," the man said to the person across the phone line, "I've got visuals on the System."

xxx

Anggy Tamara is in a coma. That traffic accident from December 2013 has not only killed her parents, it has also rendered her in an unconscious state that lasts until today. Her left arm and right leg was broken, so do most of her ribs. The fragments from Anggy's shattered ribcage have punctured her lungs, causing her to be placed in a ventilator. What's worse, her brain has suffered extensive cerebral hemorrhaging. Her chances of survival were slim.

Outside her hospital room, a male doctor and several female nurses were seen discussing with a well-clad middle-aged man, apparently discussing something, before the middle-aged man signs a paper. The doctor and the man shook hands, before the man left. The doctor and his nurses then enter the room where Anggy has spent her comatose life for the past few months, with a solemn look on the doctor's face.

"The decision of her family is final," the doctor regretfully said to his nurses, "We must pull the plug."

The nurses nodded sadly. It always been hard for them and the doctor to pull the plug on one's life support, but the decision from Anggy's family is final. As much as they wanted Anggy to be alive, they can't go against the orders from the family, especially after the papers were signed. They have done this several times, and none of them felt good. Every time it felt that they must kill someone for the sake of mercy. And the guilt from that is unbearable.

The lead nurse plugs off Anggy's ventilator, while the other nurses took off the other machines that supported her life. Slowly but surely Anggy's heartbeat went slower and slower, before finally, it flat-lined.

Anggy Tamara has died, aged just 20 years old after being months in a coma.

"Time of death…" the doctor declared, "11.25am."

And then, something shocked the doctor and his nurses. Suddenly Anggy's heartbeat monitor began to show that Anggy's heart is restarting…by itself. First it's just a series of slow pulses, but within seconds Anggy's heart is beating as if nothing bad has happened. Her fractured ribs suddenly fixed themselves together, her punctured lungs as good as new. Her broken arm and leg snapped back together as if the accident didn't happened at all. Anggy's eyes shot open, a greenish glow appearing from her irises for a second before they reverted back to black. With a mighty pull Anggy pulled out her IV line and the other life support systems attached to her body, before making a superhuman leap off her bed.

"The Hell?" gasped the doctor as Anggy leaped over his head, before making a mad dash towards the hospital corridor. Quickly the doctor grabbed the intercom, "Someone, stop the patient running away from Anggrek Room! She's gone wild!"

As Anggy ran towards the exit, a pair of security guards barred her path, but with little effort, the security guards were shoved outside the hospital building. As the security guards writhed in pain on the ground, Anggy ran out from the hospital complex, making her way towards the only place she knew right now.

Home.

xxx

"Thanks for the ride," the young woman with the briefcase said as she got off in front of a modest 5-story building at the Kelapa Gading District in North Jakarta.

"Don't mention it," the man driving the Civic nodded, before he drove away, leaving the woman and her briefcase in front of the building.

The woman slowly turned around, and saw the mighty blue and orange building in front of her in awe. The building was a boarding house dedicated for young women studying in the various universities in Jakarta, with the top 3 floors dedicated for that purpose. On the 1st floor, however, was the McLaren's Café, where the residents of the boarding house often hang out with their friends. But the young woman's destination was on the 2nd floor.

As the woman made her way through the hustle and bustle of the café, she saw a slim and athletic looking young woman, around 19 years of age, cleaning a decent-sized bar table in front of her. The white-skinned woman was clad in all blue, her long-sleeved shirt, her jeans, down to her hijab covering her silky long black hair. The woman with the briefcase slowly approaches the bar table, noticing the other woman's name tag that reads out "CINDY APRILYANA."

"Excuse me," the woman with the briefcase said, attracting Cindy's attraction, "Are you the bartender here?"

"Nope, just a regular employee?" Cindy shook her head, "Welcome to McLaren's Café. How may I help you?"

"Yeah, I am looking for the Mahabharat Detective Agency," the woman with the briefcase said, "Is Detective Cokorda Krishna Sadhana here?"

"I'm afraid not," Cindy replied, "Krishna and one of his partners is still doing some grocery shopping, but they are on their way home. I suggest you wait at the agency's office on the 2nd floor. Everyone there is busy, but I can assure that Krishna will be with you in a few minutes."

"Thank you," the woman with the briefcase nodded, before making her way towards the stairs that lead her towards the 2nd floor.

Surprisingly it was a short flight of stairs, as the woman found herself face-to-face with a rather rusted-looking metal door, with the run-down looking sign saying "MAHABHARAT DETECTIVE AGENCY – WE ACCEPT ANY CASE, NATURAL OR SUPERNATURAL" placed right in the middle of the door. Slowly the woman pushed the door open, to find a spacious-looking yet rather dusty lounge in front of her.

"Eh? Is this the place?" wondered the woman as she closed the door behind her, making her way towards the large sofa on the lounge, before sitting on it. The woman's eyes gazed upon the numerous amounts of posters spread unevenly on the lounge's walls and ceilings. Posters depicting players of Chelsea Football Club, posters of movies such as Pacific Rim, 300, The Dictator, and X-Men Origins: Wolverine, and also posters of masked Japanese superheroes, who are working hard to ensure the safety of their country. This caused a whisper to come out from the woman's mouth, "Kamen Riders…"

The woman then notices a portrait of a Japanese man wearing a black fedora on the wall. Slowly she approaches the portrait, which has an autograph and a message below it.

"Dear Krishna, work hard in solving your cases, and in no time you will be just as hardboiled as me. Your idol, Shotaro Hidari," the woman read the words inscribed on the portrait out loud.

Suddenly the door flew open, as two young men, both of them 18 years old, enters the lounge with bags of groceries in their hands. The first man has tan brown skin, short spiky black hair that glistened underneath the sunlight, and a tall and skinny build. He is now wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of blue trousers, accompanied with a pair of black sneakers. The second one has an average build, a bit chubby if you might say, with short yet curly black hair, white skin, and an Oriental-looking face, indicating that he came from a Chinese descent. A pair of glasses is seen on the teenager's face, giving him a rather nerdy yet serious look. He is now wearing a striped jumper, a pair of black denims, and like the first man, black sneakers.

"Phew, that was tiring," the first man commented as he placed the groceries at the kitchen, located just behind the lounge, "Remind me to go shopping when it was not that hot, Handoyo."

"Agreed, Krishna," Handoyo, the second man, gave out a nod, placing his groceries as well before noticing the woman sitting on the lounge sofa, "A client already?"

"Client?" Krishna looked surprised as he poked his head out of the kitchen, before noticing the young woman on the sofa, "Have you been here for a while?"

"Just got here," smiled the woman as Krishna and Handoyo went towards the woman, pulling out two chairs so they can sit facing her.

"My name is Cokorda Krishna Sadhana, and this is my partner, Handoyo Hendrawidjaja. Normally there are more people here but unfortunately they're still busy, so we'll introduce them to you later," Krishna introduced himself, "And you are?"

"Sryanne Siburian," the woman introduces herself, "Call me Anne."

"Okay Anne, how can we help you?" asked Handoyo.

"I want you to protect me," Anne replied, taking out her briefcase and placing it onto the coffee table in front of her and the two young men, "And this."

"What's this?" Krishna asked as he examined the briefcase, which has a symbol of a royal crown and a phoenix engraved to it.

"The key to save humanity," replied Anne, her voice dead serious.

xxx

Meanwhile, inside a dimly lit room within an undisclosed location, two male figures are seen sitting in front of a large conference table, slowly sipping their coffee and enjoying their snack of English muffins. Despite the sunlight outside, for some reason, the two men refused to open the room's blinds, which add a mysterious feel into the conference room.

Suddenly another male figure enters the conference room, his features also hidden by the bare amount of lighting. The figure bows down in front of the two figures sitting on the conference table, a sign of respect for the two of them.

"President, Vice-President," the bowing male spoke, his voice youthful, "I regret to tell you that the Kyoryu System has been stolen."

A brief yet tense moment of silence ensues. The two sitting figures immediately placed their cups and eating utensils on the table, apparently surprised by the news that the younger man had brought to them.

"How?" asked one of the sitting figure, a middle-aged man with an air of authority around him, "How could someone stole a Rider System from this facility?"

"It appears that it was a work of a spy," replied the young man, seemingly shocked by the news that he has told as well, "My apologies for letting our guard down, Sir."

The middle-aged male lifted his right fist, ready to smash the table in anger and frustration over the loss of the Kyoryu System, but the second sitting figure, an elderly man, stopped the middle-aged man from doing anything brash.

"But Mr. President, someone has stolen our Rider System!" the middle-aged man said, a bit confused over the elder man's action; "We must retrieve the System immediately!"

"Patience, Vice-President," said the elderly man calmly, "This could be interesting. A Rider not chosen by our corporation participating in our little Battle Royale. Think of the intrigue, think of the excitement! I say we welcome this newcomer with open hands and see what he or she will do. But if he or she screws up with our Battle Royale…we'll just let Ragnarok finish them off. Right?"

The young man nodded, displaying a gleeful smile on his face.

"Fine," sighed the middle-aged man, "But we'll tell the other Riders to keep an eye on the Kyoryu System, okay?"

"Do whatever suits you, Vice-President," nodded the elderly man, "I'll tell the Riders, while you make some adjustments to the Battle Royale…you know, to welcome our newcomer."

"Will do," replied the middle-aged man as he stood up and left the conference room, the young man following him afterwards.

xxx

Meanwhile, somewhere at East Jakarta, crowds of people fled in terror as several humanoid beings suddenly rose up from the shadows without warning and started to wreck havoc around the area. The humanoid beings were black in color, with white, skull-like masks grafted onto their faces, yellow eyes glowing from the mask's sunken eye sockets. Whilst their dark bodies didn't show any special characteristics, apart from the grayish black loin cloths around their waists, the humanoids' hands are armed with a set of razor-sharp claws, colored bone white. One of the humanoids lets out a growl, the jaw part of its mask opening up to reveal rows of jagged and rotten teeth, ready to tear apart anything unfortunate caught into it.

As the humanoids continued their rampage, one of them managed to grab a man by his left arm before taking a bite on it, causing the man to yell in pain as he collapsed to the ground. His body convulses and shook violently for around twenty seconds before he was reduced into a pile of ash. The same thing happened to the other unfortunate victims that got bitten. The few lucky ones, however, has their skin decaying into black, their eyes sinking into their sockets as their nails became feral in appearance, effectively becoming clones of the humanoid.

Suddenly a modified navy blue Suzuki Satria motorcycle appeared out of nowhere, slamming itself onto one of the humanoids' face, causing it to collapse in pain. Riding the motorcycle was an armored, samurai-like figure, also colored navy blue. The rider uses its motorcycle to run over several of the humanoids, after receiving impact each of the humanoids collapsed to the ground before exploding into a pile of foul-smelling ash. More of the humanoids then ganged up upon the rider, forcing it to stop its motorcycle somewhere safe, before the rider decides to take on the humanoids one by one, stepping down from its ride.

The warrior wore a black body suit and navy blue armor on the torso, shoulders, knees, ankles, wrists, and gauntlets. The torso and shoulder armor are asymmetrical in design, with a diagonal silver line that extends from the warrior's left side towards its right shoulder, crossing over its stomach and chest at the same time. The line itself has a triangular pattern on it, resembling a set of razor sharp teeth. While the warrior's left shoulder armor was rectangular in shape some silver highlighting, its right shoulder was drastically different in terms of design, resembling the head of an Allosaurus, complete with yellow eyes and a jaw filled with white, triangular teeth, the diagonal line ending right at the back of the Allosaurus head. A set of three silver claws are seen sticking out from the warrior's navy blue gauntlets, resembling the claws on a Allosaurus. While three sets of silver claws, two on the front and one on the rear, adorned the warrior's anklets, a slight illusion of a Allosaurus' toe claws.

The warrior's helmet was navy blue in color on the face area and designed like a Japanese samurai, with a silver mouthpiece, while the rest of the helmet was black. Serrated teeth are seen carved into the mouthpiece, giving the warrior a ferocious look. The eyes of the warrior are bug-like in design, glowing a bright yellow, while on the warrior's forehead a yellow crescent-shaped crest was seen, with one end longer than the other, with a purple gem resting right on the middle of the crest.

Around the warrior's waist was a belt, with an elliptical buckle, colored silver on it's rounded edges with black coloration on the object's surface, a purple circle can be seen in the middle of the buckle. A small slot is present on the top of the buckle, while a silver lever switch is seen on the right side of the belt, an illustration of the warrior's helmet can be seen on the right side of the purple circle. Resting on the left side of the belt is a silver katana with a dark blue hilt, which is shaped like an Allosaurus' head. Like the right shoulder armor, the hilt's Allosaurus head also has yellow eyes and a jaw filled with white, triangular teeth, the katana's blade coming out from the top of the Allosaurus head.

The black humanoids slowly backed away from the warrior as it brandishes its katana, who it has affectionately named Raijin Slayer, the slayer of the thunder God. The warrior then pointed its katana at the surrounding humanoids, in an attempt to intimidate them.

"Kamen Rider Raigen," the warrior spoke, its voice surprisingly female, "Time for your judgment, Aroka scum. Return to the sick depths of the Spirit World from where you come from!"

The humanoids, dubbed the Aroka, let out several growls as they charged towards Kamen Rider Raigen, as several men and women who had survived the Aroka horde watched on in awe from the sidelines.

"A Kamen Rider's here!"

"She's going to save us!"

"Kick their asses!"

Raigen complied with the crowd's request, slashing her Raijin Slayer mercilessly at the incoming Aroka. Several of them turned into ash as they fall mercy to the Raijin Slayer's sharp blade, said to be able to cut through titanium with ease. More and more Aroka attacked Raigen, but with relative ease the Rider slashed them all to oblivion, even causing Raigen herself to fell into boredom just seconds into the fight.

"Man, no wonder you're such lousy cannon-fodders," yawned Raigen as she finishes off several more of the Aroka, before beckoning the rest of the horde to come at her at once.

The horde accepted the challenge, each and every single one of the black humanoids brandishing their claws and leaped towards Raigen, ready to hack the Rider into pieces. Raigen had other plans, however, as she quickly held the Raijin Slayer with her left hand as her right hand presses on the lever switch located on the right side of her belt.

"MAXIMUM CHARGE!" exclaimed the belt, its voice mechanical yet well-spoken at the same time.

A surge of electricity bursts out from the belt, spreading themselves around Raigen's body, before the Rider focuses the huge amount of electricity surrounding her towards the blade of the Raijin Slayer. Once the katana is fully charged, Raigen lets out a war cry as she stabbed the Raijin Slayer on the ground, electrifying the ground around the Rider and frying the Aroka horde in the process. The Raiu no Bun'ya (Japanese for Field of Thunderstorms) technique was powerful enough to reduce the entire Aroka horde surrounding Raigen into ash, turning the entire army into nothingness in seconds. Once the last Aroka disintegrated into ash, Raigen pulled out the Raijin Slayer from the ground, finishing the curb-stomp battle with everyone cheering for her.

"Thank you," Raigen replied by waving her right hand into the air, after safely securing the Raijin Slayer to the holster located on her belt's left side, "You're all so kind."

Suddenly a beeping noise was heard from inside Raigen's helmet, with a notification of an incoming call popping up on Raigen's HUD, the caller ID from someone named "Mangayu."

"Damn, must she call at this time?" Raigen sighed as she accepts the call, "Christina speaking."

"The President of Astinapura Corporation has contacted our team a few minutes ago," replied Mangayu, apparently a female as well, "He said that someone has stolen a Rider System a few hours ago."

"You're joking," said Christina, the human identity of Kamen Rider Raigen, "Only people chosen by the Corporation are allowed to fight in the Battle Royale. Are you sure that this thief is going to participate in it as well?"

"I think so," replied Mangayu, "And so does the President. He's tasking Team Raigen to keep an eye on whoever's holding the Kyoryu System. The Astinapura Corporation has installed tracking beacons on each of their Rider Systems, so it won't be hard for us to track the Kyoryu System down with our ATS (Aroka Tracking System). When you see the person holding the Kyoryu System, please don't do anything until we received further instructions."

"Got it," nodded Christina, hanging up the call as she heads towards her motorcycle, the Prehistoric Runner Allosaurus. Revving up the motorcycle, Kamen Rider Raigen left the scene as the crowd cheered for her; several thoughts are now plaguing Christina's mind.

"What kind of amateur wants to risk their lives participating in the Battle Royale?"

xxx

Anggy stood in front of her family home in Kampung Melayu, still clad in her hospital clothes. She shivered from the cold breeze blowing around her, before she slowly reached for the house's door bell. The door bell rang, and within seconds a middle-aged man came towards the house's gates. The middle-aged man was in fact the well-clad man from earlier that day in the hospital, now dressed in a casual white shirt, a pair of red Hawaiian shorts, and white slippers. The man was shocked to see Anggy in hospital clothing in front of her.

"Anggy? You're still alive?"

A few minutes later Anggy and the man are having tea on the house's living room, with Anggy now wearing a turquoise hijab, a blue Chelsea FC jersey, a pair of blue denims and black sneakers. The man could only shook his head in disbelief as he saw Anggy alive and well in front of her.

"I can't believe that my niece could survive such a crash," the man said, "You are in a coma for like…5-6 months right? How did you made it?"

"Guess Allah didn't want me to die just yet, Uncle Hasyim," replied Anggy, "Did anyone besides me survive?"

Uncle Hasyim's face became somber after hearing that. Letting out a solemn sigh, he decided to break the bad news to Anggy.

"Your parents…they were killed instantly in that accident. I'm sorry for your loss," Uncle Hasyim said, his tone sad and solemn.

"My parents…." gasped Anggy, a pair of tears rolling down from her eyes, "They're dead?"

"My condolences, Anggy," Uncle Hasyim said again, "And then there's another thing…you were in a very long and deep coma, I'm afraid that our family's finances can't afford to have you hooked up on life support any longer, so…"

Anggy's eyes widened upon hearing that. She knew where this is going on. A burst of anger had erupted in her heart.

"So what? I thought our family's finances are secure?" asked Anggy.

Uncle Hasyim went silent. He cleared his throat for a moment, before dropping his whole solemn façade and adopting a much more sinister look.

"I know. But your father and mother has not left much money for the rest of the family. So we thought that it would be best for the family's finances if we decided to cut the cost of your treatment so we could use your treatment money for something more useful. Like constructing the family villa at Puncak," Uncle Hasyim explained a sly smile on his face.

"You bastard," growled Anggy, her body starting to glow green, "So the family decided to get rid of me…so you can save up some of my father and my mother's petty cash?!"

"Oh, have I finished yet?" Uncle Hasyim spoke again, "Remember your boyfriend Dadang? He's now going out with your cousin Novi. Not the sweet, charming, and loyal boyfriend that you used to remember, eh? He was crying for three days straight after your accident before Novi came along and consoled him. He practically forgotten you and replaced you in his heart with Novi."

"You sick bastard," Anggy growled again, scales beginning to appear on her now green skin as she grabbed Uncle Hasyim by the throat, "I used to adore you, Uncle. I used to think that you're the best uncle in the world. But you're just like everyone else in this wretched world. A money hungry asshole who thinks nothing other than himself!"

And with that, Anggy's whole body glowed green as she underwent a startling transformation. Uncle Hasyim could only shield his eyes as the light engulfing Anggy's body died out. In Anggy's place no longer stood the sweet and lovable Anggy Tamara. Now she was replaced by a hulking humanoid, green in color with a scaly skin texture, a crocodile humanoid to be exact. A pair of black metallic gauntlets adorned the humanoid's wrsits, while the humanoid's muscular hands and legs are equipped with razor sharp ivory white claws. Chains can be seen sticking out from the humanoid's gauntlets and from the black metallic collar around the humanoid's neck. The humanoid's head was literally shaped like a crocodile, complete with the rows of razor sharp teeth inside her long jaws and a pair of piercing yellow eyes. A black chest plate made out of metal covers the humanoid's breasts, while a black leather skirt, resembling those worn by Roman gladiators and Greek warriors, covers the humanoid's waist. The newly transformed crocodile humanoid still retains Anggy's somewhat voluptuous figure, only with a more fearsome and grotesque look.

As the newly transformed crocodile humanoid tightens her grip around Uncle Hasyim's throat with her left hand, her right hand was raised to the air. Green flames began to form around the crocodile humanoid's right hand, forming into a grey broadsword with serrated edges.

"Time to say goodnight, you bastard," the crocodile humanoid said coldly.

Uncle Hasyim could only scream as the crocodile humanoid jammed her broadsword into his sternum and through his back, killing the middle-aged man. Uncle Hasyim coughed up blood in his last breath; the blood staining the crocodile humanoid's broadsword and chest plate. The crocodile humanoid then let go of her grip on the dead Uncle Hasyim's throat, before pulling out the broadsword from Uncle Hasyim's limp body. Uncle Hasyim dropped to the ground, lying in a massive pool of his own blood as the crocodile humanoid reverted back into Anggy, her broadsword disappearing as well. A cold expression appeared on Anggy's face as she calmly walked out from her family home, but not after packing everything she had into a bag.

"Novi, you ungrateful piece of shit, you are next. And after that, it's your turn, Dadang…"

Unknown to Anggy, a young man in emo clothing stepped out from the shadows of a large tree near Anggy's family home, letting out a smirk as he saw Anggy disappearing around the corner.

"Looks like you are ready to be recruited, Aroka…"

xxx

"The key to save humanity? Are you kidding?"

Anne shook her head, "I'm not kidding at all, Krishna Sadhana."

"But we're just an average detective agency," Handoyo added, "We can handle petty theft around the boarding house and the neighborhood, plus no one believed us that we can handle supernatural cases. Apparently no one wants the services of a detective agency that also hunts ghosts. If you wanted some protection for your precious items, you should go to the police, not us."

"Do you even realize the true story behind paranormal activity?" asked Anne, which Krishna and Handoyo responded by shaking their heads, "Good. Because what I am going to tell you is going to blow you away."

"What is it?" asked Krishna, Handoyo also leaning in interest.

"For ages we believe that the souls of the dead go to either Heaven or Hell, right? Well it's much more complicated than that. When a human dies, his or her spirit doesn't go to any representation of Heaven or Hell, the spirit now resides in a realm called the Spirit World, also known as the Astral Plane," Anne explained.

"Go on," Handoyo said.

"Inside the Spirit World there are two conflicting forces – the good Puritus, represented as the angels and arch-angels in religious texts, and the evil Arokas, basically, demons. Since the dawn of time the Spirit World exists, and only the Puritus are present inside it, basically their task is to oversee the behaviors of spirits from various creatures that goes into the Spirit World," Anne explains again.

"Let me guess – some Puritus decided to go bonkers with power and became evil," Krishna interrupted.

"Bingo. A Puritus named Deus rebelled against his fellow Puritus, fueled by his desire into becoming a God. And his rebellion caused a war that began during the Cretaceous period. The massive war between the good Puritus and the evil ones, now dubbed the Aroka, has spilled from the Sprit World and into our realm. Earth. This causes the extinction of the dinosaurs," Anne said, clearing her throat before continuing, "Realizing the dangers of this war, the Puritus decided to create artifacts designed to protect both the Spirit World and our world from the Aroka threat. They infused special keys with the elements of the Earth and the spirits of the dinosaurs, majestic creatures they are, perished by the crossfire of an accidental war."

"Okay, how does this have to do with us?" asked Krishna.

"For eons the threat of the Aroka didn't rise, until a few months ago. From what I know, your parents disappeared in a plane trip, right?" Anne asked.

"Yeah, why?" Krishna asked back, "And how did you knew that?"

"Your parents are known throughout Indonesia as a pair of private investigators who repeatedly aided the police in solving various crimes, thus leading to the formation of this very agency. But they are also experts in the supernatural and the paranormal, which is why they were secretly recruited by the Astinapura Corporation," answered Anne.

"Astinapura Corporation? The largest company in Indonesia?" gasped Krishna.

"That's right. The corporation, for the past few months, has been researching the existence of the Spirit World, which is why they recruited some of the best minds in Indonesia to aid them in reaching that goal. Hopefully they could finally unite scientific technology and the supernatural for the greater good. Unfortunately, that didn't go well. Because of the repetitive breaches into the Spirit World, the Aroka has been released and now they're wrecking havoc. They wanted to take control of both the Spirit World and our world and cause as much chaos and destruction as possible. Do you know the real cause behind ghosts appearing and haunting people all across Indonesia?"

"I don't know," both Krishna and Handoyo said in unison.

"Those are actually Aroka who had bonded themselves with human spirits. Why did they do that? So they could traverse between the Spirit World and our world. You see, like I said before, when someone dies, their spirit goes to the Spirit World, right? Actually the spirits are left in a state of limbo. If a Puritus finds them first, they will be guided to the afterlife. The same can't be said for those spirits if an Aroka finds them…"

"What happened?" asked Handoyo.

"If the human has some unsolved issues during their lives, some grudge, some desire, or because that human has committed a lot of sin, it will become more likely for an Aroka to bond with them. If an Aroka bond with them, the plus side is that human will be revived. The downside is that human will be completely influenced by that Aroka despite retaining his or her memories, turning the human into an agent of destruction. The same could be said if an Aroka possesses a living human with the right amount of grudge, desire, or sin. Their souls would died out and will be replaced with the Aroka's," Anne finishes her explanation.

A brief yet tense moment of silence ensues. Krishna and Handoyo are still coping with what Anne has explained to them. About the truth behind Krishna's parents' disappearance and the truth behind ghost sightings that has been increasing lately all across Jakarta.

"Why…why my parents didn't tell me the truth?" asked Krishna.

"The project was top secret. If the public knows about the existence of Aroka around them, mass hysteria would break out. Then the Aroka would feed on these negative emotions and can posses people easily," Anne answered, "And this brings me to this. The contents of my briefcase. For the past few months various people around Jakarta has received this briefcase from the Astinapura Corporation. It contains the technology needed to fight these Arokas. It harnesses the Dino Rider Keys, the technology the Puritus has created millions of years ago, a perfect combination of mystical and technological marvel. The Prehistoric Driver and the Dino Rider Keys will transform a person into someone capable of fighting the Aroka and sending the spirits it bonded with back to the Spirit World. In other words…"

"…Kamen Rider," Krishna finished, "I always knew there were Kamen Riders in Indonesia, they fought against strange monsters all across Jakarta. Got so interested in them, I did my own personal research about these guys. Turns out the Kamen Riders in Jakarta are fighting these supernatural forces."

"Unfortunately the Astinapura Corporation has an ulterior motive behind the creation of these Drivers," Anne continued, "I didn't know very much, but they are now pitting Riders using these Prehistoric Drivers against one another, to see who is worthy enough to wipe out the Aroka race, from what I heard." Anne sighed, before looking at Krishna right in his eyes and said, "Krishna, your parents and I…contributed together in making the Prehistoric Driver inside this very briefcase. It is your parents' legacy. That is why I came to you."

"So…if I use this…I could become a Kamen Rider…and end all of this?" asked Krishna.

Anne nodded, "And perhaps, with that, you will find out the truth about your parents."

Suddenly a loud explosion was heard from downstairs, startling the trio.

"They're here," Anne said in an ominous tone.

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At the McLaren Café, several Aroka Soldiers (the same humanoids that Kamen Rider Raigen fought earlier) are seen thrashing the place, causing the café's visitors to flee either behind the counters or upstairs. Cindy is now cowering underneath the bar table, completely taken aback from the sudden attack. She could easily remember how this happened…

Flashback begins

"How can I help you, Sir?" Cindy asked politely as a skinny young man with bleached spiked hair and biker apparel approaches the bar table.

"One Scotch please," the man said in a thick Australian accent.

"I'm sorry, we don't sell alcohol here," Cindy said.

"Soda water then," the man said.

Cindy nodded. As she went towards the kitchen to retrieve the soda water, she could easily see the young man sniffing the air around him, before muttering "it's here" to himself and taking out his phone.

"Master Gluttony, the System is here," the man said, "Permission to search the area for it?"

Cindy didn't catch what the person in the other side of the line said, but she knew it was bad the moment the man nodded and lets out a sick glee. With a snap of his fingers, several Aroka Soldiers popped up from the shadows and started to wreck the café. Immediately Cindy hid underneath the bar table, where she remained until this second.

Flashback ends

Krishna, Handoyo, and Anne immediately ran into the café, and saw that it was being trashed by a group of walking corpses.

"Holy shit!" cursed Krishna.

"The Aroka Soldiers, foot soldiers of the Aroka," Anne gritted her teeth, "Looks like they've found me."

"Indeed I have."

The trio turned around and saw the young biker walking towards them, his hands clapping arrogantly, "Looks like the road is over for you, girl. Hand over the Kyoryu System and all will be safe."

"I will never give up the System for a race of bastards like you. Never!" Anne spat venomously.

"Ah, a little bitch needed to be coerced, I see," the biker said, a sick smile in his face as it glowed blue, his body following suit, "If you don't want to give it voluntarily, so be it!"

The biker then underwent a startling and grotesque transformation right in front of the trio's eyes, the three of them watching the transformation in horror. A flash of blue light ensues and in the man's place stood a muscular humanoid being. The being was blue in color, with four, thin, spider leg-like spikes bursting out from the humanoid's back. A purple orb is seen on the humanoid's head, with another one on the middle of its chest. A set of spikes are seen on the humanoid's shoulders and knees. Purple hair are seen sticking out from the back of the humanoid's head.

"My name is Arachne, the Spider Aroka," the humanoid being introduced himself, "And I am your end!"

Arachne then notices several visitors of the café fleeing in the background. Turning around, Arachne acted quickly by spitting out several globs of bluish web from his mouth, trapping the fleeing customers inside cocoons of blue web. The spikes on Arachne's back then extended themselves and stabbed the cocoons, killing the people inside as the victims were reduced to ash after being stabbed.

"You're next," taunted Arachne, his back spikes aimed at the trio.

"Not as long as I'm alive," Krishna said, stepping forward as he assumes a fighting stance.

"Ah, this young man wanted to defend this wench, I see. Aroka Soldiers," Arachne called, causing the Aroka Soldiers to turn their attention towards their master, "Kill him. If you all die, I'll personally execute him myself."

The Aroka Soldiers complied, letting out a series of haunting screeches before charging their way towards Krishna. Instead of flinching in fear, Krishna instead lets out a smirk on his face, before proceeding to punch the first incoming Aroka Soldier right on its face, the punch was so strong it literally shattered the Aroka Soldier's mask-like face! The other Aroka Soldiers could only watch in disbelief as their fallen comrade hits the ground, its face obliterated by that punch. The creature dissolved into ash seconds later.

"Want some more?" taunted Krishna.

The Aroka Soldiers looked at each other, before nodding in unison. Immediately the fiends went at it again, brandishing their claws as they approached Krishna. The detective/ghost hunter replied calmly with a series of kicks that sent three Aroka Soldiers flying to their deaths, a couple of palm strikes that shattered an Aroka Soldier's ribs, several punches that shattered the masks of several Aroka Soldiers, a pair of chops that broke two Aroka Soldiers' necks, before bashing the skulls of another couple of Aroka Soldiers, killing them instantly. The action was so smooth, so fast, and so intense, Anne was watching in both awe and disbelief at Krishna's array of martial art skills.

"Did I mention that he won several Pencak Silat competitions during his school days?" Handoyo said, answering the questions lingering inside Anne's mind.

Krishna grabbed onto an Aroka Soldier's wrists before using the poor creature's body as a club that bludgeons several Aroka Soldiers. Once he was done, Krishna threw the now-dead Aroka Soldier at its own comrades, crushing them underneath its weight. The final two Aroka Soldiers leaped at Krishna, brandishing their razor-sharp claws, but the young man was ready. Quickly Krishna took out the two Aroka Soldiers with a roundhouse kick. Arachne could only look in shock as his army has been reduced into ash by an unarmed man.

"How dare you!" growled Arachne, brandishing a short sword decorated with an assortment of blue stained glasses, "Let's finish this one on one!"

"Bring it," Krishna smirked much to the awe of Handoyo and Anne, as well as Cindy who has peeked out from her hiding place.

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Meanwhile, at the Casablanca District in South Jakarta, a 19-year old woman with white skin, a rather chubby yet athletic build, and shoulder length chestnut hair is seen driving her Suzuki Baleno on an alley located behind the famous Lotte Shopping Avenue, when suddenly a pair of hands slammed themselves onto the engine hood, causing the car to screech into a halt and the engine hood to be crumpled underneath the hand's pressure. Immediately the young woman stepped out from her car, clearly enraged.

"Hey, you've got to pay for busting my car….Anggy?!" the young woman was surprised to see Anggy lifting her hands from the Suzuki's busted hood, "You're still alive?!"

"Novi Fitriani, you wench. First your father planned to kill me just so he can use my treatment money to build a villa at Puncak. And then you have to come in and steal my boyfriend from me. Some cousin you turn out to be," Anggy said, her tone indicating sheer anger.

"Look Nggy, let's solve this issue like young female adults, shall we?" a scared Novi said as Anggy approaches her, she could easily see the flames of wrath burning in her cousin's eyes, "Maybe I could call Uncle Hasyim and tell him that you're still alive…"

"UNCLE HASYIM'S DEAD!" Anggy shouted, "I killed him with my own hands because he has forsaken me. Since you have forsaken me too…"

Anggy lets out a loud yell, her body glowing green as she transforms into her Crocodile Aroka form, armed with the broadsword, "…you will die too."

"Please, Dadang needed me to console him," Novi whimpered as she began to cry, "It was an accident! I was meant to honor you by not dating him, but things went so fast and eventually, we're a couple! I can't stop this Nggy, I can't break his poor heart! How can I explain to him that his dead girlfriend suddenly came back to life? And I can't be with him again because of her? He has put so much trust in our family Nggy. I can't break it!"

"YOU LYING SON OF A BITCH!" growled Anggy, grabbing Novi by the collar with her left hand, her broadsword ready in her right.

"It was Dadang, okay? Dadang wanted me to be his girlfriend!" cried Novi, "He wants me to replace you in his heart."

"That bastard. After all that we've been through?!" Anggy cursed, before turning his attention towards Novi, "Surely you didn't have anything to do in my family forsaking me?"

"Actually…I do," confessed Novi, "I wanted that villa so badly because I have bragged about it so much to my friends…I wanted to show them that I'm an elite girl too. Please Anggy, we're cousins right? And cousins don't attack each other, right?"

"I have no cousin," Anggy spat coldly as she runs her broadsword through Novi's chest, piercing through her heart as the tip of the broadsword came out from her back.

Novi convulsed violently for a few seconds as Anggy pulls out her sword, before finally going limp for good, blood coming out from her mouth and chest wound. Reverting back to human form, Anggy slowly left the scene, glancing for a moment at her cousin's lifeless body, "Dadang, you're next."

Unknown to Anggy, the emo man from before has watched everything from behind a nearby bush, a pleased smile appearing in his face as he saw Anggy finishing off Novi. And as Anggy walked away, so does the emo man, following the young woman with malicious intent in mind…

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The battle between Krishna and Arachne heats up quite considerably, with Krishna constantly dodging the Aroka's slashes while at the same time managing to land a few good hits on the fiend's chest.

"You dick!" cursed Arachne, "Feel my wrath!"

Arachne lashes out with his sword once again, but Krishna gracefully avoids it before landing a good kick on the Spider Aroka's stomach, forcing Arachne to stumble back. Krishna cracked his neck and assumes fighting stance once again, only for a voice to stop him from dealing more punishment to Arachne.

"Wait!"

Krishna turned around and saw Anne calling his name, before she quickly threw the silver briefcase towards him, "Use this! If you take on an Evolved Aroka unarmed, you'll get killed!"

Krishna catches the briefcase, before examining it in awe with his hands. Krishna's right hand runs across the briefcase's surface, the Astinapura Corporation logo engraved to it.

"The System!" gasped Arachne, before he grits his teeth in anger, "I won't let you use that!"

Arachne went on the offensive, slashing his sword towards Krishna only for the young man to side-steps it easily, causing the Aroka to crash into a nearby table. As Arachne recovers himself Krishna opens up the briefcase, which contains the same elliptical belt buckle that Raigen has, only this time the circle on its centre is transparent and a blank space was seen on the right side of the belt. Along with the buckle was a small metallic key, with a fiery red image of a Tyrannosaurus rex head engraved on it, the code "TF-17" engraved in black underneath it.

"How can I use this?" asked Krishna.

"Put the buckle above your waist," instructed Anne, "The System will do the rest."

Krishna obeyed and placed the belt buckle over his waist and suddenly, much to his amazement, a pair of metallic straps came out from the sides of the buckle, forming the belt, complete with the silver lever switch on the right side.

"DRIVER ON!" exclaimed the belt, while at the same time an illustration of a samurai warrior's helmet appeared on the buckle's blank space.

"Now what?" asked Krishna.

"You see that slot above your buckle? Place your Key in there and twist it," instructed Anne, before realizing that Arachne had recovered himself, "Quickly! The Aroka has recovered!"

Krishna nodded, quickly inserting the key into the buckle's slot before twisting it. A surge of heat energy was felt by Krishna spreading from the buckle all over his body, before suddenly his entire body went up in flames, leaving only his head unscratched by the fire.

"Oh shit!" cursed Krishna as he shook himself, trying to put out the intense flames around him, "I'm on fire!"

"Calm down!" shouted Anne, "It's all part of the System's transformation process."

"Transformation process?" Krishna blinked.

"IGNITION ON! THE BLAZING WARRIOR OF CANDRADIMUKA, TYRANNOSAURUS PHASE!" announced the belt.

"Tyrannosaurus?" gasped Krishna, "Is that me?"

But Krishna has no time to ask more questions as Arachne charged at him, his short sword ready. Suddenly Krishna felt that his body had received a sudden burst of power and instinctively executed a straight jab on Arachne's chest, which sends the Aroka flying towards the tables once again. At the same time the flames enveloping Krishna's body died out, revealing a hi-tech suit of armor replacing Krishna's outfit.

"What in the world…" Krishna gasped as a red holographic image of a T. rex's head appeared from behind him, opening its mouth at the unsuspecting Krishna before swallowing the teenager's head whole. Krishna panicked for a moment before the holographic head biting him materializes itself into the armor's helmet.

"He's done it," smiled Anne, "He's transformed now."

"Awesome…" gasped Handoyo, "So this is what you call a Kamen Rider, right?"

"Yup," Anne gave a nod.

In Krishna's place stood an armored warrior that looked like a futuristic Japanese samurai, his overall appearance resembling Raigen but in a much more symmetrical design. The warrior wore a black bodysuit, with crimson red armor covering the knees, ankles, shoulders, wrists, and torso. Molded muscles are carved into the torso piece of the warrior's armor, giving the warrior a muscular appearance. The shoulder armors of the warrior are curved in shape, colored red with a silver streak in the middle. A pair of silver claws are seen sticking out from the warrior's crimson red gauntlets, resembling the claws on a T. rex. While three sets of silver claws, two on the front and one on the rear, adorned the warrior's anklets, a slight illusion of a T. rex's toe claws.

Like Raigen before him, the helmet of the warrior was designed like a Japanese samurai's colored crimson red on the face while the rest of it was black, a silver mouthpiece adorned with serrated teeth completed the warrior's fearsome look. His bug-like eyes were green in color, while a pair of yellow curved horns resembling that of a stag beetle's are seen sticking out from the warrior's forehead, a red gem is seen resting between them. The circle on the warrior's belt is now crimson red in color, while resting on the holster located on the belt's left side was a katana. The katana's blade was silver in color, with red streaks that resembles flame patterns on it. The hilt of the katana resembles the head of a T. rex, colored red with yellow eyes, the blade of the katana coming out from the head's opened mouth. The katana's handle is located below the hilt, colored red with white stripes that resembled sharp teeth.

"You, me, outside, now," Krishna said, pointing towards Arachne, "We've trashed this place too much already. Let's settle this like men."

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As the newly transformed Kamen Rider Kyoryu prepares to fight Arachne outside the boarding house, from the safety of a group of bushes, Kamen Rider Raigen has watched the whole thing from a distance, having watched the fight inside the café from the café's front windows. During Krishna's fight with the Aroka Soldiers she felt that she wanted to aid him by butting into the battle, but orders from the Astinapura Corporation has been made clear, she's only there to observe the new user of the Kyoryu System. Christina was impressed by Krishna's fighting skills against the Aroka Soldiers and is now eager to see Krishna trying out the Kyoryu System in its first fight.

"This is bound to be interesting," Christina smirked from underneath Raigen's helmet.

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Arachne had recovered himself from Krishna's powerful punch earlier and is now completely pissed off. The Spider Aroka lets out a growl as he brandishes his short sword, ready to hack apart the new Rider into pieces. But Kyoryu was ready for the incoming attack, grabbing tightly onto the handle of his Shakunetsu no Taiyo (Japanese for Blazing Sun) katana. Arachne raised his short sword, ready to slash Kyoryu right on his right shoulder, only for the Rider to suddenly counteract the incoming slash by parrying it with the Shakunetsu no Taiyo, shocking the Aroka.

"What the?" gasped Arachne, before he received a full slash on his chest by Kyoryu.

Kyoryu unleashed the full fury of the Shakunetsu no Taiyo's razor-sharp blade, which is said to be able to cut through the toughest of metals. True to its reputation, Arachne's chest was quickly scarred by numerous slash wounds inflicted by the katana. Enraged and in pain, Arachne tried to respond to the flurry of attacks with his short sword, but before the sword's blade could hit Kyoryu's crimson red armor the Rider was quick to react and parries away the incoming attack with yet another slash from his katana, disarming the Aroka before another slash literally sliced Arachne's right arm off its shoulder, causing the kaijin to let out a deathly yell of pain.

"Alright!" exclaimed Handoyo, "A bit brutal, but still, way to go, Kyoryu!"

Now bleeding profusely from his severed arm, Arachne lets out a hiss before spitting out globs of blue web from his mouth. An unsuspecting Kyoryu was hit by that attack and within seconds the Rider's body was covered from head to toe with blue web, completely immobilizing the hero.

"Looks like I've got you inside my web," mocked the badly injured Arachne, clearly pleased with his handywork as he approaches the immobile Rider.

Suddenly the blue web covering Kyoryu began to glow red, before it started to melt off Kyoryu's body, who, using his pyrokinesis that came with Tyrannosaurus Phase, easily increases his body temperature to break himself free of the web strands. Arachne gave out a shocked gasp as the melted web literally exploded from Kyoryu, freeing the hero from it's grasp.

"How did you do that?!" gasped Arachne.

"I have no idea," replied Krishna in a blunt and honest fashion. True to his words, all of the cool slashing that he did came with instinct and that heat surge that melted Arachne's webs was the armor's automatic function to repel any substances that landed on it. In short, the armor did almost all of the work for Krishna.

"Insolent fool," Arachne grunted, his back spikes extending themselves towards Kyoryu, "Now die!"

Arachne's back spikes immediately struck Kyoryu's armor, sending the warrior to his back in a huge shower of sparks, smoke billowing from where the spikes had hit him on the chest. Krishna groaned in pain as he stood up, Arachne laughing manically at this sight. The Spider Aroka then let loose with his back spikes again, but this time Krishna was ready. He nimbly leaped away from where the spikes had intended to hit him, causing them to stab the ground instead. Arachne was pinned to the ground by his own spikes, which allowed Kyoryu to unleash a mighty slash with his Shakunetsu no Taiyo. The slash severed all four of Arachne's spikes at once, causing the Aroka to yell in pain once more.

"He's weakened enough!" Anne exclaimed, "Now activate your finisher!"

"How?" asked Krishna.

"See that lever switch on the right side of your belt? Press it," replied Anne.

Krishna nodded, pressing the lever switch on his belt almost immediately.

"MAXIMUM CHARGE!" exclaimed the belt.

Krishna could feel that another surge of heat energy has burst out from his belt, spreading itself throughout his body. Slowly Kyoryu's armor glowed red from the heat surge.

"Now use your concentration to focus all of that excess energy into your fists, your legs, or your katana," said Anne, "And finish off that Aroka with either of them!"

"Right," nodded Krishna, concentrating and focusing the heat energy throughout his body into the silver blade of the Shakunetsu no Taiyo, causing it to glow a bright red. Once all of the heat energy has been channeled into the Shakunetsu no Taiyo, Kyoryu slowly draws a fiery circle with it, the circle launching itself towards the weakened Arachne once it was finished. Arachne was rendered immobile by the circle, which has implanted itself onto the Aroka's chest, leaving the kaijin open for attack.

"This power…what is it?" grunted Arachne as the circle began to burn through his flesh.

Letting out a yell Kyoryu went forward, the blade of the Shakunetsu no Taiyo now on fire as he performed a single diagonal slash which cuts through the circle and the flesh on Arachne's chest like a knife through hot butter. Arachne lets out one final yell of pain as he was mortally wounded by Kyoryu's Corona Buster attack, cracks appearing from both the fiery circle and slash wound inflicted on him. Kyoryu turned around and posed heroically as Arachne exploded in a wall of blue flames, the fiery image of a T. rex, the same one depicted on the key, appearing briefly on the foreground of the explosion. When the flames died out seconds afterwards, what was left of Arachne was a mere pile of foul-smelling ash, his existence wiped out for good.

"He did it!" exclaimed Anne as she and Handoyo leapt up and down in jubilation, the two of them high-fiving each other. Meanwhile from inside the café, Cindy lets out a brief smile, knowing that Jakarta has got itself a new hero.

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"Not bad at all," complemented Christina as she saw the battle from a distance, impressed by Krishna's skills in using the Kyoryu System, "Looking forward to have a little showdown with the rookie."

And with that Kamen Rider Raigen vanished from sight, plans of fighting the new Rider has already been cooked up inside Christina's mind.

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Kyoryu slowly pulls out his key from his belt buckle, causing his armor to literally burn away into ash. With the ash remains of his armor blown away by the wind, Krishna lets out a smile as he was approached by both Handoyo, the two of them bro-fisting each other as Anne watched on, pleased that the threat has been dealt with.

Suddenly from the ashes that was Arachne, a yellowish orb rose up. Realizing what is going on, Anne quickly took out a hi-tech looking canister and opens it, forcefully sucking the orb into it, before with a quick slam the canister was closed.

"What was that?" asked Krishna.

"The human spirit that Arachne bonded with," Anne replied, "We must immediately set up a Spirit World portal in your office so we can send this bugger back to the Spirit World."

"Okay then," Handoyo nodded, "But you do have the materials, right?"

"I believe the blueprints of such thing was inherited by Krishna's parents to their son. We'll just search the agency for one," Anne lets out a smile, before her face became serious once again, "Are you sure that you wanted to continue doing this Krishna?"

"What am I about to do from now on will be very dangerous, the lives of my friends and everyone in Jakarta are at stake," Krishna replied, taking off his belt buckle, "Of course I am going to do it, if it means that the world is safe and I can find out what happened to my parents."

"The Prehistoric Driver and the Tyrannosaurus Key are yours, Krishna," said Anne, "I have a lot of faith in you. Hopefully you can unite the now quarreling Riders into fighting the Aroka…and whatever force is controlling them."

"And to thank you for giving me this opportunity – you won't have to pay anything for using our service," Krishna smiled.

"OH NO YOU DON'T!"

Krishna, Handoyo, and Anne turned around to see a fuming Cindy walking towards them.

"Your fight trashed the entire café! The owner's going to be pissed!" Cindy yelled, "I need all three of you to cover for the repair charges!"

"Cindy, in case you forgot, I own the boarding house building, so by an extent, I also own the café," Krishna said, "Of course I'll pay."

"You own this entire building?" asked Anne.

"Yeah, a family inheritance. Kept myself alive by the money from rent, the café, and from detective and ghost hunting work. I can say that I'm Jakarta's very own Bruce Wayne," replied Krishna.

"God, why do I always forget that?" Cindy facepalmed as she returned to the café, much to the enjoyment of the trio.

As Handoyo led Anne back to the agency, Krishna glanced for a moment at his new Prehistoric Driver. Something tells him this is the start of something huge.

I'm a Kamen Rider.

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Next Time on Kamen Rider Kyoryu

Curious with his new Kyoryu System, Krishna began to abuse it as he transforms into Kamen Rider Kyoryu to do even the most mundane of tasks, leading Anne to lecture him about what it means to be a Kamen Rider, as a new intern joins Krishna's supernatural detective agency. Meanwhile the Aroka are displeased with Arachne's death as they dispatch Galatia, the Seahorse Aroka, to forcefully take the Kyoryu System from Krishna and Anne. And Krishna learns that being a Kamen Rider is no joke as he encounters a battle-hardened participant of the Rider Battle, Christina Apriani, better known as Kamen Rider Raigen. Meanwhile, a bullied young woman left for dead was inexplicably revived as an Aroka as Anggy continues her quest of vengeance, with the mysterious emo man tailing her…

Kamen Rider Kyoryu Act 2: The Determination to Fight

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