Kamen Rider Geats: Back in Time

Design VI: Illusion (P2)

She came to find herself lying in a grassy field, looking up at a bright blue sky. Sitting up slowly, Ayoko realized with dismay that she was back in her old village - or what seemed to be an illusion of it.
Everything was exactly as she remembered from her childhood. In the distance stood the tiny thatched-roof home where she was raised, surrounded by rolling hills as far as the eye could see.
Ayoko approached cautiously, half expecting the house to vanish like a dream once touched. But the wooden walls and paper screens felt real enough when her hand made contact. Sliding back the screen, she peered inside.

At first, Ayoko kept her distance, hesitant to accept this place was real. But her parents greeted her with nothing but warmth and affection.

"Welcome home dear, come, sit and have some soup," her mother said gently. The taste was exactly as she remembered from childhood.
Her father smiled. "It's good to see you smile again. We've missed you so much."
Slowly, Ayoko allowed the memories of their true cruelty to fade. Here in this moment, she was simply a daughter, surrounded by love. Days passed in a blissful haze, helping in the fields, playing music by the firelight.
The nightmares of her past felt so distant now. Had this illusion always been her reality somehow? She shook her head to disregard the doubtful thoughts.

Slowly, Ayoko would become slowly more immersed with her illusionary life.

Each morning, Ayoko would wake to the smell of miso soup simmering. Her mother would greet her with a warm smile and gently brush Ayoko's hair.
Over breakfast, her father would regale her with tales from his work in the fields, making Ayoko laugh with his exaggerated stories. The rice was fluffy and delicate on her tongue.
During the days, Ayoko helped tend to the garden, pulling weeds as birds sang overhead. Her mother sang too, a lullaby Ayoko remembered from girlhood. The notes soothed any worries from her mind.
At night, the family sat together by firelight. Her father carved wood figurines while Ayoko played her shamisen. Her mother listened happily, eyes crinkling at the corners. Ayoko forgot all else in these moments of simple joy.
When she slept, no nightmares visited her. Only dreams of sunshine, cuddling as a child in her mother's arms. Waking was painless, for each new day was a gift.

Time ceased to hold meaning. In this home, she knew only perfect, infinite peace. The love showered upon her convinced Ayoko this fantasy was reality made manifest. She never wished to leave.

Meanwhile, Michinaga appeared in the salon when Chirami was excitedly rewatching the footage of that game.
"Chirami, what's so exciting about this?" Michinaga asked.
"Why you ask? Because it's ENTERTAINING! Audiences love seeing her like this, obviously" Chirami stood up laughing.
"What sick entertainment is there watching a human being mentally shattered?" Michinaga scowled at the screen, disgusted with the scene.
"Suffering means views! This is the Desire Grand Prix," Chirami walked closer to Michinaga, then walked away continuing, "Lives are nothing, you all 21th century humans are but pawns. Your job is to fight, entertain the masses and potentially get your desires granted. It's a win/win situation!"
Michinaga clenched his fist tightly, "That doesn't mean she should get tortured for your entertainment!"
"Who's getting tortured? If it's not you then don't complain." Chirami shrugged.
Michinaga glared at the screen, "How did she mess with the entire Jyamar Area like that?"
"Because I allow it, obviously" Chirami smirked.

Right after he said that, footsteps echoed throughout the place.
"What? You helped them?" Keiwa walked in, his eyes bloodshot.
"Yep. What are you gonna do? Give up?" Chirami chuckled mockingly.

"Enough of your games, Chirami," Michinaga growled. "This has gone too far."
Keiwa strode forward, hands clenching the Desire Driver, "Stop this, right now."
"Ooooh, scary. Producer Niram gave me back this thing so if you want to pick a fight, you've got it." Chirami equipped his Vision Driver.
[Vision Driver]
"It's time to teach you all what defiance means."
[Glare2, Log in]
The standby music started playing as Chirami spun around being extra flashy and dramatic as usual. He titled his head upwards.
"Hen... Shin!"
Then he sluggishly swiped his card through Driver. Countless Hypnorays circled around forming his armor.

(an: the laser shooting balls are officially called Hypnoray, i just learned that today)

[I have full control over]
[Glare2]

"Let me remind you, Buffa, that your powers don't work against us staff." Glare2 warned them.
"As if that will stop us from beating you up." Keiwa and Michinaga set their Buckles in.
[Set!] [Set! Set Fever!]
"Henshin!"
[Ninja!] [Hit! Fever Zombie!]

The three of them were teleported outside of the salon and into a forest.
[Ready?]
Buffa slided his chainsaw's trigger back with his shoulder and Koatycoon spun the shuriken disc 3 times
[Tactical Break!]
[Round 1,2,3! Tactical Finish!]
"It's on!" Glare2 shouted.
The two riders charged towards him.
[Fight!]

DDGP Rules: Anything and everything will be done for entertainment.