Not long after, the artists left the gallery, all quite satisfied.
The eldest among them, Pascal Arta, did not leave.
He watched the many young people depart, then sat alone on a bench in the gallery, lost in thought.
"Why did I lose ten years? I clearly did nothing wrong, and now I have to share a stage with a bunch of kids..." Arta's negative emotions grew increasingly intense.
As his thoughts spiraled, Arta's mindset became more extreme; he even considered eliminating some newcomers to alleviate his own pressure.
This is America, and the one thing it doesn't lack is murder weapons.
Just as he had driven over and killed an arrogant young painter eight years ago, now with his body fully intact, he could surely do it even more flawlessly.
Just as Arta was plotting how to kill, a voice sounded in his ear.
"Do you desire power?"
The speaker seemed to be standing very far away, and the voice was elusive, as if coming from all directions.
Arta subconsciously asked, "Who are you?"
"Who I am isn't important; what's important is, do you desire power?" The voice was not angry, merely patiently asking again.
Hearing this, Arta clenched his fingers, his eyes bloodshot, "As long as you can make me as powerful as an Avenger, I'll do anything!"
More than a decade in the doldrums had long twisted Arta's mind; even with a healthy body, he wouldn't think of doing good deeds.
Upon hearing this answer, the voice seemed to chuckle softly, and the next moment, Arta's vision went black, and he vanished into thin air from the Kavaja Gallery.
When Arta opened his eyes again, he found himself suspended in a pitch-black space.
Before Arta could feel confused, a syringe was injected into his body.
The bio-agent instantly altered Arta's body structure; his muscles became as hard as steel, and some parts even grew purple pustules, looking utterly disgusting.
Black feathers sprouted all over Arta's body, forming a tattered wing behind him.
Thus, Crow Monster · Arta was born.
After the transformation was complete, Arta was sent back to the empty gallery.
He felt an unending surge of power within his body, then caught a glimpse of his horrifying appearance in the reflection of the glass from the corner of his eye.
Arta felt no shame for this appearance; instead, he found it quite wonderful.
This power allowed him to realize his innermost desires.
After gaining power, Arta began to consider who to kill first.
While pondering, a name came to Arta's mind.
Wanda Maximoff, an unknown upstart who must have achieved her current success by relying on the wealthy man beside her.
Since that's the case, I'll start with this woman!
"Let the slaughter begin with those who don't deserve their position!" Arta laughed wildly, his voice as grating as a crow's.
Meanwhile, inside HYDRA's safe house, two people were observing Arta's every move through a magic projection.
"Interesting, is this how you create monsters?" The man whose hair looked as if instant noodles were directly placed on his head praised HYDRA's technology.
"I wonder how it compares to the Great Shocker's technology?" Viper asked the mysterious man she had summoned.
This mysterious man called himself Tsukasa Kadoya; despite appearing to be a photographer, he was actually the leader of the secret organization 'Great Shocker'.
According to Tsukasa Kadoya, Great Shocker was an organization similar to HYDRA, and he himself had once defeated all Kamen Riders.
Tsukasa Kadoya stood with his hands in his pockets, looking nonchalant, and casually offered a couple of remarks.
"Your technology has its merits, but it's still a bit behind Great Shocker's."
"Is that so?" Viper thought to herself, are organizations from other Worlds always this elaborate? While saying aloud:
"The modified human has departed, and your prey is on the way, Mr. Tsukasa Kadoya, or rather, Kamen Rider Decade."
"I truly look forward to meeting the Kamen Rider of this World," Tsukasa Kadoya said thoughtfully, his gaze inadvertently falling upon a book on the table.
"Kamen Rider Kuuga — Ailer Hestia (Author)"
"What an interesting junior; I hope he won't disappoint me."
Tsukasa Kadoya curved his lips into a slight smile, then, an aurora curtain appeared behind him, enveloping his figure.
Watching Tsukasa Kadoya disappear again, Viper was speechless.
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Some time later, the art exhibition opened as scheduled, and thanks to the Kavaja Gallery's promotion, many visitors arrived.
To better convey their creative ideas, the young painters explained their thought processes to visitors on site, and Wanda was among them.
Wanda wore a smile on her face while explaining her creative concepts to tourists, appearing very talkative and not at all introverted.
Time flew by, and it was suddenly five in the afternoon; the gallery bid farewell to its last guest.
A sense of accomplishment welled up in Wanda's heart; her face beamed with a happy smile.
After this wonderful day, she was very eager to share her happiness with Eller.
Wanda pulled out her phone and shared her joy with Eller using a social app.
"Scarlet: Eller, so many people came to see my paintings today!"
"God of Foxes: That's great! I've prepared a surprise for you, as a gift for embarking on your path as a painter."
Then, Eller sent Wanda two addresses, and Wanda, beaming with joy, picked up her bag and walked over.
Wanda didn't take a shortcut through a portal; she thoroughly enjoyed this beautiful day, and she walked through the streets with light steps.
And in a place Wanda couldn't see, a figure quietly followed her.
Just a pretty face played with by a rich man!
Arta harbored such a belief, following closely behind Wanda.
Wanda seemed completely unaware of Arta's presence, and he confidently followed behind.
It wasn't until Wanda walked down a less crowded street that the impatient Arta finally quickened his pace.
At that moment, a figure emerged from behind a marble pillar; he stopped Arta, who could only watch Wanda walk further and further away.
"Do you know, dreams are like glass crafts; they look incredibly beautiful, but they are very fragile and need someone to protect them... So, I will protect her dream."
Eller was dressed in a solemn black suit, even his shirt and tie were pure black, and he wore black-lensed aviator sunglasses, looking as solemn as if attending someone's funeral.
Arta was startled by Eller's strange remark; he crouched slightly and subconsciously asked,
"Who exactly are you?"
"Just a passing Kamen Rider, HenShin."
A Desire Driver appeared at Eller's waist, and he inserted a red buckle with a meter into the Desire Driver.
"Danger Start!"
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