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Kenjiro did not have a good day. At first it was a regular day, he had settled his affairs with Zodiac Solutions and was ready to take on a new patrol...but he was ambushed, and the array of Dogma beasts facing him was enough to send him to his knees, the world blacking out after a struggle against the monstrosities..He floated in a void, when a strange voice spoke..
The introduction was simple and to the point. He was here, now, and had to make his way through this strange world...Kenjiro arose in front of the fountain, appearing to him as if it were a monument to the figure he had spoken to earlier..He balled his fists and slammed them against his thigh as he sat on the ground, cross-legged. He already felt the 'power' of this place, his god totems spirited away...leaving only Mars, Mercury and Jupiter in his grasp. The young man felt the familiar weight of the Pantheon belt on his waist, so that was good. With only bluster and frustration to look forward too, he rose and looked around at the area, this place surrounding the fountain, listless..
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"There's nothing that can be done. I can't even fight anymore, at least like I could...Well. That doesn't mean I can't find injustice. If I know anything.." Kenjiro trailed off as he mentally completed that thought. Of course there's something that can be done. He can find injustice, and fight it to his best ability. As he felt his resolve surge, even now he was aware that a strange feeling of warmth and power. Yes, he wouldn't think about it anymore. "If action and purpose will get me closer to my goal...le's get moving." Kenjiro took out the god totems from a side-holster on his thigh and placed them into the Pantheon Belt's slots. Jupiter, a small statue of a powerful 'king' of gods...Mars, a warrior clad in heavy armor...and Mercury, a lithe man with wings on his back. The slots shut, and he slammed three buttons, on on top of each statue. The young man struck a pose, taking a small step forward and his fists raised as if to challenge the world. The belt bellowed with a dramatic voice: "JUPITER, MARS, MERCURY! Juuuu Ma Mer, Ju Ma Mer!" His armor formed out of pure light and surrounded him, forming the armor right on top of his body. Kenjiro completed his transformation sequence with a phrase etched into his brain, Yoshida's words..."Heaven is Watching!"
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Kenjiro, now as his alter ego Olympus, stretched his arms out above his head. His red large eyes glinted in the bronze of his base armor's helmet, and he got on one foot, stretching the other out wholly as if he was warming up for a sprint. "Aaaah, that's what I needed! JuMaMer, you never fail me!...Huh, looks like I don't have much on me. What did that strange monster tell me before I got here? The power of desire?" An edge in the young man's voice..."Sounds too familiar..At least for comfort. Still, if I'm going to get around, I need something to do so. Perhaps..." Olympus clenched his fist and looked down at it, feeling his mind afire with possibilities...He could make so much with this energy inside him, if he just..no. Every branch of possibility was cut aside, he needed a singular branch. This was the art of using Omnilium, wasn't it? After 10 minutes of intently slicing off every could've-been and should-be from his mind, it took shape. A steel steed, it's facade resembling a horse's head. It's eyes blared red with fire, and it whinneyed in response to his summoning. Standing before him was an old friend, Pegaso. A touching reunion, for sure. The young Rider mounted the motorcycle, which thrummed to life before his touch. "You ready to ride, old pal?" The engine's roar echoed through the nearby pillars and benches, the fountain's immediate surroundings taking the form of a greco-roman garden.
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Kenjiro took the moment to look out onto the horizon, looking at the various gates. Many of them looked too wild and wooly for his taste. He wasn't a survivor or adventurer. He was a defender of the people...That steel gate seemed to be what he was looking for. Steel didn't just grow like trees or wood, and it meant a city. A city meant somewhere he could patrol and feel alive again...A nod. "I'm not going to think about it anymore. Let's go, Pegaso." The motorcycle gave a whinny as it's response, the engine giving a roar as he headed towards the Gate in the distance. Wherever he went, he knew his mission. To protect the people of the world...even if that world had changed itself.
