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A Peaceful Sky Shattered
The skies over Japan had been calm for months. Ever since Shirogane sealed the final threat, the Justirisers—Shouta (Riser Glen), Yuka (Riser Kageri), and Shinya (Riser Gant)—had enjoyed a rare peace.
But peace never lasts.
One evening, as the sun dipped low, the sky cracked. A rift opened like a jagged wound, spewing dark energy that blotted out the horizon. Out of it crawled twisted forms—hybrids of flesh and steel, stitched together by Feraloid science and magic. Their eyes glowed sickly green as they shrieked into the air.
The first wave struck a city in an instant. Streets that were bustling seconds before erupted into chaos as cars overturned, buildings cracked, and civilians screamed in terror.
"Another invasion!?" Shouta yelled, already gripping his Riser Crystal. "Yuka, Shinya—let's move!"
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The Justirisers Transform
Three beams of light burst across the sky, and in a flash of heroic brilliance—
Shouta became Riser Glen, burning with courage.
Yuka became Riser Kageri, her twin sabers gleaming.
Shinya became Riser Gant, his mighty strength shaking the ground.
Together, the trio landed amidst the destruction, their visors reflecting the flames of the city.
"These things…" Kageri said, glaring at the snarling Feraloid hybrids. "They're not from this world."
"They're strong too," Gant muttered, tightening his fists. "But we've handled worse!"
"Then let's remind them whose world this is!" Glen roared, charging headfirst.
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The Feraloid Assault
The battle was chaos.
Feraloid hybrids lunged with terrifying ferocity—one beast swinging serrated blades like wings, another spitting corrosive fire that melted asphalt. Their movements were unnatural, a sick mix of precise machine calculation and wild animal frenzy.
Glen slashed with burning energy, his Riser Blade cutting down waves of enemies.
Kageri danced between strikes, her dual sabers flashing as she dismembered cybernetic limbs.
Gant crushed a massive hybrid with his fists, sparks exploding with each devastating blow.
But for every one they destroyed, two more crawled out of the rift.
"These things don't end!" Gant grunted. "They're not just attacking—they're seeding this world!"
Kageri's eyes widened. "You mean they're preparing a base here?"
Before Glen could answer, the ground trembled violently. Out of the rift stepped a towering figure—an armored Feraloid commander, half-machine, half-demon, wielding a jagged scythe pulsing with dark energy.
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The Feraloid Commander
Its voice thundered, shaking the battlefield.
"World after world, all will kneel before the Feraloid Dominion. Your Justiriser powers mean nothing. This planet will be reforged as our staging ground."
Glen gritted his teeth, pointing his blade at the monster. "Over our dead bodies!"
The commander's laughter was cold, metallic, and cruel. "That can be arranged."
He swung his scythe, unleashing a shockwave that blasted the Justirisers backward. Even in their armored forms, they felt the crushing weight of its power.
"Damn it…" Glen coughed, forcing himself up. "This thing's stronger than any we've faced since… Shirogane."
"Then we fight smarter," Kageri snapped, her stance low and ready. "If we fall here, this world falls with us."
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The Giants Stir
The Feraloid hybrids swarmed again, overwhelming the Justirisers. But even as the battle grew desperate, beams of ancient light shimmered from the horizon.
A familiar, booming roar echoed.
The Riseross, Ranga, and Enkyuu—the legendary mecha guardians of the Justirisers—awoke from their dormant slumber. Their forms blazed against the night sky as they moved to defend the city once more.
"The JustiMechs!" Glen shouted, relief and determination flooding his voice.
The mechas surged forward, trampling Feraloid hybrids underfoot, their weapons blazing. The balance of battle began to shift.
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But the Rift Grows…
The commander, unfazed, raised his scythe again. "Summon as many allies as you wish. The Feraloids thrive on endless war. And your world… will be our crucible."
The rift widened, growing larger, darker, more unstable. Through it, more shadows loomed—more commanders, more beasts, more nightmares waiting their turn.
Kageri's voice was tight with dread. "If that rift stays open, they'll pour in forever!"
Glen tightened his grip on his blade, eyes blazing with fiery resolve.
"Then we'll shut it down. No matter what it takes!"
The Justirisers stood shoulder to shoulder, battered but unbroken, as the fate of their world trembled before the storm of Feraloids.
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To be continued…