An anomaly in Kamen rider geats

The confrontation [86]

Aaron's steps were leisurely, a stark contrast to his earlier urgency. With Rui's meticulous exploration of the enemy base, each detail downloaded like a brick removed from their digital fortress, victory felt preordained. Their secrets lay bare, their once impregnable stronghold reduced to mere child's play in her nimble hands. A dry chuckle escaped his lips, tinged with a dark humor. These self-proclaimed gods, oblivious to the invisible spiderweb Rui had spun around them, were about to face their downfall at the hands of an anomaly, an outcast.

Yet, beneath the veneer of amusement, a shadow flickered in his eyes. Was he becoming the monster he fought against? The line between liberator and tyrant blurred, the weight of past trauma and social rejection a heavy burden.

His gaze drifted to a young couple, their laughter painting the air with carefree joy. A pang of envy shot through him, a stark reminder of the normalcy he could never achieve. The "woman repellant" label, a cruel whisper that followed him like a phantom limb, burned deep within.

Suddenly, a mischievous tug on his sleeve brought him back. Rui materialized beside him, eyes sparkling with playful defiance. "Think I found their main power core," she chirped, her voice laced with the promise of chaos and liberation. "Wanna play some fireworks tonight?"

The question hung heavy, charged with the potential to tip the scales. In that moment, Aaron stood at a crossroads, teetering on the edge of a knife's blade. Would he become the hero this world needed, or succumb to the darkness festering within?

Since when did he become a philosopher and since when did he care about murder a bunch of people,he would just snap their neck if it  come down to it,he could just murder them in cold blood,he wouldnt feel anything to be fair.

To him that would just be another body that will be added to enormous pile of body that he taken care of the pass,he wonder what would happen if he filled their lungs with acid,or fill thier lungs with webs fluid killing them slowly.

He could turn them into a vegetable, he had no pity for those people whatsoever.They had no pity on him so why should he, he is a monster and a freak of nature so why should he show pity.

As those thoughts flowed through his mind, unbeknown to Aaron, his eyes started to turn red along with the fact that his shadow seem to change a bit.

Though that apperance vanished as at the corner of his eyes he noticed something.

His eyes, however, were drawn elsewhere. A storefront window displayed a familiar blue square: Minecraft. He'd heard of the game, whispers of endless possibilities and creativity, but life as an anomaly - missions, gambles with fate - had never afforded him the leisure to explore it. Now, with a few days before recruiting Ace, a rare lull in the storm, Aaron found himself drawn in.

He stepped into the store, the cool air a welcome contrast to the afternoon sun. The game nestled comfortably in his palm, a mere ¥2750 – a pittance considering his and Rui's abilities to slip into any bank account, undetected. Stealing felt almost quaint, even amusing, compared to the advanced technology he knew. These people, for all their advancements, hadn't even cracked interstellar travel or teleportation. What they did possess, however, was something the people of the future lacked – genuine compassion, an empathy they couldn't replicate.

The world dissolved into a kaleidoscope of swirling colors, the familiar hum of teleportation filling Aaron's ears. He materialized in his dimly lit base, the silence broken only by the soft hum of his hidden tech. The game case, still warm from the store, felt strangely comforting in his hand, a tangible reminder of the fleeting normalcy he craved.

He stretched, the tension of his mission momentarily forgotten. "Rui," he called out, his voice echoing softly in the vast space. "Fancy a break from infiltration and domination for a bit?"