Build La Build

Chapter 1: Be The One

Greetings. I don't plan on doing a lot of pre-chapter statements like this, I prefer to keep them in the back to let the story progress without my commentary, but I wanted to say thank you for clicking the link. I intended to write this with a musical theme for each chapter, and each chapter's designated 'theme song' is the title name. It's not something you'll need to listen to throughout the chapter, as there'll be a lot of mood swinging throughout, much like both series I'm crossing, but it's designed for what I call the 'climax moment'. It's the key moment I want the readers to appreciate the most out of each chapter, so I'd like you all to keep that in mind. Without further ado, here we do.

Honnou City. An artificial, towering island sitting in Tokyo Bay. A testament to the power of REVOCS, one of the greatest corporate powers in the world. It sits, illuminated by the light of the moon, tinted by the crimson light of the Skywall, a twisted, eldritch construct that has torn Japan into three.

At the top lies the enormous fortress of a school, Honnouji Academy.

Directly below it, a series of beautiful and lavish apartments, and as one travels further down, the quality of life drops drastically, almost comically so.

At the base, amid the unkempt dirt and gutter trash, lies a single small building crammed into an alleyway, with a distorted, colorful logo atop its door.

Mankanshoku Back-Alley Clinic.

The door swings open, revealing a short girl with light brown hair in a bob cut, "I'll be back soon, guys!"

"Don't forget to swipe some milk!"

"Okay!"

The girl cheerfully trots along, smiling and humming a tune only she could hear, towards a supermarket she's raided many times before to support her family. Normally even the most novice of thieves would know better than to rob the same place repeatedly, but to Mankanshoku Mako, logical fallacies are a lucky find at best. Good luck in general seems to escape her.

As is the case when a strange, white armored beast bursts from the trash near her, roaring. White spikes stick out from its body at all angles. Sharp claws jut out from its fingertips. Strange angled points that look in no way natural. A black carapace that belongs on an insect rather than anything this tall.

"Oh my goodness! This is, like, uber weird! Is this really one of those 'Smash' monsters I heard about? I thought you guys were just rumors from the funky dudes with the shopping carts! Ooh~ Are ya gonna give me super powers? I really wanna turn myself into a super robot!"

The beast ignores her ramblings, instead opting to swing its spiked arm at her, in an attempt to turn her into a pincushion.

"Chotto matte." Before it can, however, a blue glove grabs its arm, interrupting the swing. Before it can turn, it's thrown aside into a pile of sewer sludge.

"Ech, I don't think that's gonna be coming off very easily…"

The Smash stands, growling before charging at the figure, hidden in the shadows. He simply opts to kick it straight in the chest, revealing his left boot's spring-like coil around the shin, which glows red before 'popping' and slamming the creature into the empty street. The figure walks out, into the light of a streetlamp, while raising a large, drill-like sword, "This has been entertaining, but I think I'm just gonna end this now."

The left side of his head, his right arm, and his left leg are all bright red, while the right side of his head, his left arm, and right leg are a bright blue. While Mako can't see his face, she does notice a strange device with a crank on it attached to his waist. He extracts a small, red object from it and plugs it into the cross guard of the weapon.

READY, GO!

The beast leaps onto its feet and charges, roaring as it does, spikes extending out to impale the attacker.

VOLTECH BREAK!

The drill glows red as he ducks underneath its swing, countering with one of his own through its stomach. It collapses, energy exploding from its entire body. The hero turns and levels a small object, which absorbs the explosive energy into itself.

"Got another one." He shrugs and starts shaking it while walking off.

"WHOO~ THAT WAS AWESOME~ HEY, MISTER! WHO ARE YOU?" He stops at Mako's screaming, and turns, allowing her to see his 'face'.

A mask hides his expression, but the glowing eye panels are burned into her memory.

The left eye is the profile of a rabbit, its ear extending out from his face.

The right eye is the profile of a tank, its cannon matching the ear.

"Build. Kamen Rider… Build." He waves her away, "Ciao~" Then he turns, and as his left leg glows red, he hops away, leaving only the imprint of a rabbit's foot.

The young woman has nothing to say for a brief moment, before blinking and gasping "Oh no! I gotta get to the store!"

With that, Mankanshoku Mako heads to the latest in her many, many adventures.

The light of the sun shines down through a ragged old bus as it clanks its way across one of the bridges allowing access to Honnou City. It only had one passenger in the back. A girl with short, dark hair, sporting a single red streak above her left eye.

"The twelfth city in sixth months… This better turn up something." Her hand squeezes the guitar case next to her, as her scowl tightens.

The bus slows, trotting into the stop, as the ageddriver waves his hand, "Your stop, little lady. Be careful here, y'know? Honnou City's a weird place. Truth be told, if I was you, I'd do my business then book it across this bridge, ASAP. With or without a bus." His voice, while intending to be jovial, was laced with panic.

"Thanks, old man, but I can take care of myself." She hoists the case onto her back and passes him a few dollarks.

"If ya insist…" He slams the door before drifting back to the bridge, and throttling across.

"Crazy old hoot…" She shoves her hands into her pockets before taking a step, nearly slipping, "Woah!"

She catches herself, before noticing a hole in the concrete, shaped like a rabbit's foot.

"What the hell kinda graffiti is this?" She looks at the impact zone before rolling her eyes "Well, might as well start asking around."

With that in mind, Matoi Ryuko starts taking a walk towards the start of a new chapter in life.

The sewers of Honnou City aren't usually occupied by anything other than the rats and vagabonds, but in this moment a new set of guests are currently charging through the waste-filled waters.

In front is a single, tattered young man, in torn clothing and coated in bruises. His dark brown hair is tossed about haphazardly, and the only sounds coming from his mouth are heavy gasps of air.

Behind him, machines only bearing the thinnest likeness to men charge after him, stun batons and bladed rifles swinging after him. From the speakers mounted on their cheeks, a single phrase repeats itself.

"UNDER THE ORDERS OF LADY SATSUKI YOU ARE TO HALT IMMEDIATELY AND TURN YOURSELF IN IMMEDIATELY! FURTHER INSUBORDINATION WILL RESULT IN HARSHER PUNISHMENT!"

The young man tries his best to ignore their harsh, inhuman tones, as he finally manages to exit the sewer and get himself into the dump at the base of the islands.

"Shit, shit, shit…"

He hides himself in the low sludge and trash, as the mechanical Guardians of Honnou charge past him, "Oh thank goodness…" He quickly dashes away, trying to find a way into the city at large and hide better.

"THE FUGITIVE HAS ESCAPED! ISSUE AN ALERT ON ALL CHANNELS TO FIND HIM!"

Sitting on a pile of trash above his hiding spot, a single figure, clad in crimson armor, chuckles to himself.

"Interesting… Almost everything is coming into place. Soon, I bet we're gonna have ourselves a wonderful time."

Without noticing the ominous entity above him, Banjou Ryuga heads to his new future.

"Report." From a single, lavish seat, a single young woman sits, a tea cup held in her hand.

In front of her, four men and women of varying sizes and physiques stand. The first to speak is the largest, a tanned man with blonde hair who demonstrates a borderline ridiculous height.

"The Student Opening Exams have gone without any particular incidents, however we're getting two new students to enroll post-exams. The first is one Isurugi Misora. She barely passed entry despite her… limitations. The second entry is… rather peculiar." He showed an unusual expression; genuine confusion.

The woman in the chair didn't even raise an eyebrow, "Explain, Gamagoori."

Gamagoori Ira, Disciplinary Committee Chairman, coughed into his hand, "His name is Kiryu Sento… and his test scores on all academic fields are actually flawless."

A moment of silence reigns in the room.

"Gamagoori, you're not one to throw out such high compliments without just cause."

"My Lady, I wish I were exaggerating. Kiryu's scores exceed anything I've ever seen. Our cameras analyzing his body motions showed that he not only wasn't cheating, but also managed to throw out the answers to some of the most difficult questions in engineering, advanced matter physics, biology, zoology, astrology, and even history, as if they were all on the top of his head. When the administrator spoke to him regarding where he learned all this, all he claimed was that he didn't know, as he had… and I quote, 'amnesia'."

It was only the most subtle twitch of Gamagoori's eye that indicated his stance regarding Kiryu Sento.

"He was scanned before, and after, entering the premises. No Life Fibers were detected on his person, beyond the residual percentage common in all REVOCS clothing, but this doesn't change the chance of him being an agent sent in by an ambitious enemy to analyze us."

The woman in the chair takes a sip of her tea, "Interesting. If they pose themselves as a threat then we shall deal with them accordingly. For now, simply send them their uniforms and allow them entry."

"Understood, my Lady." He bows humbly and steps back as a young man with green hair and a lean, muscular physique steps forward, "My Lady, the Touto Inter-School Sports Festival was an astounding success, as par for Honnouji Academy. We dominated the competition, nothing less would've been acceptable."

"Commendable, Sanageyama. Continue practices and training sessions as scheduled, but be sure that all participating club members are… maintained." A brief frown crosses her face before she composes herself.

Sanageyama Uzu, Athletic Committee Chairman, bows suitably, ignoring her reaction, "Of course, my Lady."

Next, a shorter woman with pink hair trots forward, "My Lady, as of this time, all of my designated clubs are continuing to meet our expectations in practices. Nothing else to report."

"I hope you present something more appealing next time, Jakuzure."

Jakuzure Nonon, Non-Athletic Committee Chairman, merely bows and smiles before stepping back, as a young, thin man with blue hair and glasses steps forward. Before he can even utter a word, the seated woman flashes him a look, "What of the fugitive?"

"… It seems that the Guardians have failed to properly capture Banjou Ryuga, but from what we can observe, he is still somewhere in the city." His eyes constantly shift over his laptop, his fingers tacking away at the keys. "I'll issue an alert to the general public to be on the lookout for him. That should reduce him to having to hide in the No-Star Slums, which will ease up the level of effort needed to find him."

A shudder spreads through his body as she glares, "I apologize but it seems that the Guardians were incapable of acting as they should. For some reason, it seemed he was able to overpower and damage several."

"… Acceptable. Find Banjou Ryuga and bring him back to his cell, Inumuta."

Inumuta Houka, Information and Strategy Committee Chairman, nods quietly before bowing and stepping back.

"Now, I expect all of you to continue preparations for your assigned schedules. No-Late Day is on the horizon, and all of the events after that must be perfectly coordinated to insure Honnouji Academy's absolute success."

"Yes, Lady Satsuki!" The four shout in tandem, before turning and heading off to their tasks.

Kiryuin Satsuki, President of the Honnouji Academy Student Council, takes a deep, long sip of her tea, before lowering the cup and sighing. "How much longer are you to stand there, Himuro?"

From the corner, a young man with swept-back black hair steps out, "Well, I was planning on waiting until the lights went out, so I could try to redecorate without anyone noticing." A chuckle comes form his mouth, "You know that if you take everything too seriously, you're gonna break down one of these days, then who'll pick up the slack? Me."

"My will won't crumble under something as feeble as 'stress'. What of you, Himuro? Anything to report?"

"Besides sorting out the rat's nest of paperwork this place goes through daily?" He shrugs, "Well, I was filling out the final requisitions for our latest shipments of school supplies. You wouldn't believe how many pens we go through here. Of course, that is partly Gamagoori's fault- that man has no finger control. I found twenty broken pens underneath his desk. Twenty, Sats-chan."

A slight narrowing of eyes from Satsuki is all that's needed to display her displeasure "As my Vice President, I expect you to act the part, and refer to me appropriately."

Himuro Gentoku, Student Council Vice-President, chuckles aloud, "Well, nobody's around to record anything. Speaking of recordings, I managed to arrange a showing of Back to the Future with the Movie Club. I was hoping you'd take a break from brooding and scowling all day and maybe come see it? I've almost got the Jock, the Nerd, the Prep, and the Goth to come along. You joining would cement everything."

A slight raise of her eyebrow is all that indicates Kiryuin Satsuki's opinion of her VP's actions, "... I'll consider it."

With that, the Student Council moves towards the unknown.

A dimly lit room…

Gas-mask wearing men, their movements surgical and uncaring…

A breathing tool going over my mouth…

The Bat-Man, sitting with a relaxed, evil expression…

The loud, shrill beeping of an alarm echoes through the small, underground room, as a fist slams onto its, preventing it from disrupting the silence any longer.

A young man rises from underneath the sheets, as a soft yawn escapes his lips. He sits up and crawls from bed, "Yeesh, I better get to bed on time more often… Last night took a lot out of me."

He moves over to look at the vanity mounted on the nightstand, before gasping at the various doodles and comical markings on his face.

DING!

Before he can say any more witty remarks, he turns his head to the other end of the room, where a large machine sits. On one part of the machine, a microwave door swings open, revealing a small object inside.

"Ooh! Bottle! Bottle, bottle, bottle!" Without any regard for his appearance, he dashes across the room, as part of his hair points up.

He reaches in and extracts a small object, it's white with the image of a spiked rodent.

"Harinezumi? KAWAII~" He hugs the bottle close to his chest, "Oh I can't wait to test it with something! Ooh, what inorganic-type Bottle am I gonna need to finish it off? Perhaps Diamond? No, maybe Densha! What about-"

A large door connected to the machine swings open, revealing a young woman barely matching him in age, glaring at him. "Shut up. Cut you. Going to bed."

Without missing a beat, she walks to the bed he occupied and falls flat into it.

The young man looks to her oddly, before remembering the marks on his face. He grabs a marker and smiles deviously at her, marching slowly to her bedside…

"Hehehe…"

A few minutes later, an older gentleman walks down the steps into the room, holding a small radio, "Yo! Check this out! I got a radio for cheap!"

"Cool!"

Contrast to the other two occupants of the room, his age is definitely visible. Light wrinkles dot his face, and a small set of round glasses sit on his nose. All of this is topped off by a dark green apron and a cheery smile befitting a man desperately denying his true age. He brings the radio over to a table, "Yeah, I found it at a pawn shop. It didn't take long for me to whittle down the guy's price to something reasonable. Now we have some nice, relaxing music to draw customers in!"

Isurugi Soichi, owner of Café Nascita, sits down at the table, and sighs, "So, remember anything new, Sento?"

Kiryu Sento, the hero Kamen Rider Build sighs, "Nothing much… Just the same as always. Men in strange masks, weird glass chambers, the Bat-Man…"

The radio crackles to life "We repeat, as of this time, the murderer, Banjou Ryuga, has escaped from Honnou Penitentiary, and is currently hiding in an unknown location on the island. If anyone ahs any knowledge of his whereabouts, contact the authorities immediately. He is exceedingly dangerous, and is not to be confronted without Guardians present."

That catches their attention. Both of the men quickly move over to a computer, "Hey, I think I can pull up some of the local camera feeds…"

At that moment, the screen shows off several broken and busted Guardians, their smoking remains dotting the street.

"How can anyone break Guardians like that?"

"Don't know… But I think I'm picking up a Smash-like energy signature… He might be connected with them somehow…" The screen shows the map of Honnou City, showing him somewhere around the No-Star Shopping District.

"I think I can catch him."

"How? By the time you get there, he could already be across the bridge."

At that, Sento grins, and shows off his smartphone, and a single bottle, "I was hoping you'd ask that!"

"You're gonna call him?"

Sento rolls his eyes, before raising the phone to his face, "Yes, Mr. Murderer? Would you mind coming to the corner of 7th and Okita? OF COURSE NOT!"

He plugs the bottle in and throws the phone into the air.

BUILD CHANGE!

The phone stretches, expands, and shifts until it reveals itself as an entire motorbike. Soichi claps, "Bravo!"

Sento climbs on, and pushes a button, manifesting a helmet for himself. "Now, off we-"

Soichi immediately smacks him, "Not in the basement."

"Oh… Yeah."

With that, Kamen Rider Build heads out to change his life forever.

Ryuga is running, running unlike any time he'd ran before.

He's knocking people over, tossing trash cans and various wares behind him off of street vendors as he tries desperately to avoid the Discipline Squad, the Guardians, and whatever other people wanted him back in prison.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit!"

He tosses a look over his shoulder, and looks forward, only to run headfirst into some delinquent, both of them falling flat on their asses.

Ryuko is lost, lost unlike any time she'd been lost before.

She's ducking through alleyways, climbing trees, asking street vendors as she desperately tries to get a hold of the weird layout of the slums, the sewers, and whatever other pathways would lead her to her goal.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit!"

She looks at the crude drawing some salesman handed her, and looks forward, only to run headfirst into some crazy guy, both of them falling flat on their asses.

As Sento's bike charges through the streets, he goes closer and closer to the location given by Soichi's GPS.

"You're sure he's here?"

"If he isn't, then a Smash is."

"Well either way, I need to be here." Sento almost shrugs, before angling his bike off a broken down truck and uses it as a ramp, flying over some shacks, and landing next to where he needs to be.

He sees two people on the ground, clutching their heads and glaring at each other.

"Watch where you're going asswipe!"

"Hey shut up, bitch! I'm not the one staring at the ground here!"

"You wanna fight, you dirty moron?"

"Hey! I just haven't been able to take a bath today!"

Sento blinks for a moment, before looking to the screen of his bike, to make sure that it actually was Banjou Ryuga he was looking at. 'This is terrible.'

"Oi! You're Banjou Ryuga, aren't you?"

Banjou jumps and turns, "Who- who're you?"

Sento takes off his helmet, "I'm here to turn you in."

Ryuga jumps, "I didn't murder anyone!"

At that moment, Ryuko tilts her head, "Eh? Murder?"

"Doesn't sound very convincing coming from a fugitive, does it?"

Ryuga ignores her, and swings at Sento. Sento, meanwhile, steps aside, and raises a small, red bottle. He shakes it briefly, and his body glows faintly with a red energy, before zooming behind Banjou. Ryuga turns, only to see Sento's bright blue sneaker impacting his face. Next, he sees the concrete as Sento is holding his arms behind his back.

"I can't go back! You can't take me back! Those gas mask guys will get me again!"

Sento's mind shuts down for a very long second.

Gas mask guys… He couldn't be talking about…

"Gas mask guys?"

At that instant, something tears itself from a hobo shack, sending splinters and wood everywhere. A large, muscular behemoth, whose entire body resembles a hefty fist, roars and knocks an entire truck onto its side.

Sento jumps and lets go of Ryuga for a minute, enough time for him to get onto his feet.

"What is that thing?"

"A Smash? Here?" Sento steps back cautiously, as Ryuko cocks her head.

"What the hell's going on here? First this guy comes flying in on a motorcycle, then this one's a murderer, and now there's a monster? Can someone explain to me what's happening?"

Banjou, on the other hand, has a different reaction.

"SHUT UP!" He opts to charge the beast and smack it square in the chest with a right hook. Instantly, pain darts through his hand, as he crumbles back, squealing and groaning, "Why'd it hurt so much? I can even punch… robots…"

The Smash screams and knocks him away, collapsing near Ryuko.

Sento, on the other hand, has a more amused reaction.

"Smash can't be beat with brutish punches. They require a more…" He raises an odd contraption up, "Specialized approach."

He slams it to his waist, and from it a yellow belt extends under his long coat.

He raises the red bottle from before, and a blue one, and smirks.

"Sa, jikken o hajimeyou ka?" He begins shaking the bottles, and behind him, enormous equations appear in the air.

This takes Banjou and Ryuko aback, and a sense of awe fills them both.

"Woah…" "Awesome…"

Sento adjusts his grip to move the tops of both bottles, aligning them with their fronts, before slamming the red, then the blue into slots on his contraption.

RABBIT! TANK! BEST MATCH!

As holograms of each indicated item appear, his smirk grows wider and wider. After the announcement of 'Best Match', a slow beat fills the air. His right hand rises and grips the crank on the side, before turning it. With that, the sound of gears, pistons, and colliders echoes in the air, almost as if they were some sort of music. From the belt, tubes and assembly tools manifest, forming two halves of a complete costume, in front and behind him. Sento raises his left hand out, as if reaching for something.

ARE YOU READY?

The question echoes in the air, before he screams a single word.

A word that would forever change the lives of both Matoi Ryuko and Banjou Ryuga forever.

"Henshin!"

The halves slam together, and steam sprays from the whole assembly, as the two look upon Kamen Rider Build's complete form.

HAGANE NO MOONSAULT! RABBIT-TANK! YAY!

As the announcement plays, Sento proceeds to swing his arm dramatically, ending in him pointing to the two teens next to him, as the Smash monster growls.

"Shori no hosoku wa… kimatta!"

With that being said, Build's left leg glows, and he propels himself towards the Smash monster, slamming his fist into its face before bringing up his knee into its gut. The beast stumbles back, giving Build the time to reach for a white bottle "Let's see what this one does…" He removes the Rabbit bottle and plugs in the white one.

HARINEZUMI!

He cranks the lever briefly, and in front of him, a hologram of a white set of armor forms.

ARE YOU READY?

"Build Up!"

The white armor slams onto him, replacing the red rabbit armor, as a quick jazz number plays over. The white armor is coated in spikes and heavy plating, and the eyepiece is that of a hedgehog, grinning audaciously. The Smash tries to attack Build, but he merely raises his right hand, as needles grow out from the white plating, "Poke, poke, poke!" He sidesteps, hitting the Smash in the rear a few times, before roundhouse kicking it away, "Alright, we're done here."

RABBIT-TANK! YAY!

He steps over to the stumbling creature, and quickly begins cranking the lever.

READY, GO!

"Chotto matte!" He turns and runs a few yards back, both his feet charging up with energy. Each left step leaves a rabbit's foot, and each right leaves the imprint of tank treads. Then he makes a hard turn, and leaps into the air, as a giant chart forms, slamming itself closed around the Smash, with a line stretching from Build's position to the Smash itself.

VOLTECH FINISH! YAY!

He rides along the line, as the tank treads on his right boot begin spinning. His foot slams right into the creature's face, and a flash of energy and light coats the entire scene.

A giant, green explosion hovers in the air, the fireball wafting ominously in the sky above, as Banjou and Ryuko sit in awe. Suddenly, the entire conflagration disappears, drawing itself towards a small bottle in Build's hand.

"Gotcha~" The bottle, now inflated and bulky, shudders in his hand as he shakes it "Wonder what kind of Fullbottle you'll make~" Ryuko, on the other hand, looks to what's left of the Smash, before gasping. "There's a guy!"

Banjou looks at him briefly, before jumping up "Oi!" He runs towards the unconscious man, "I remember you! Wake up! Come on, say something!"

The figure, a college-age man, shakes his head, "Wh-what?"

"Oi! I remember you! You were with me where the gas mask guys were! Tell them!" Banjou shakes the man's body, "Please, I don't want them to get me!"

"Gas mask… What? Where am I right now?"

Banjou's expression darkens "You don't… remember?"

Build, on the other hand, gasps lightly.

'He doesn't remember the gas masks… the human experimentation… Then the place I was in… the place I lost my memories… its purpose was to make Smash? I was a test subject? And… so is Banjou?'

"HALT! BANJOU RYUGA! YOU ARE UNDER ARREST!" Before Build can say anything else, an entire platoon of Guardians appears, aiming at Banjou and himself.

From between them, Himuro Gentoku steps out, "Well, I heard of you, but didn't expect to run into the fabled 'Kamen Rider' so soon…" He looks to Build, before returning his gaze to Banjou, "Come with me and we can get this over with."

Banjou stands up, tears welling in his eyes, "I'm not a good kid… I'm not that smart either… But I'm not a murderer…"

Build pouts and squats, "What to do, what to do, what to do…" He looks at his phone and the bottle in his hand, "This is terrible." He plugs the bottle into the phone and tosses it up.

BUILD CHANGE!

Gentoku jumps back, "How?"

Build, on the other hand, simply climbs onto his bike and throttles over by Banjou's side.

"Well? Get on."

Banjou blinks, "What?" Before he can ask anything else, Build yanks him onto the bike, and accelerates.

Himuro scowls, "GET THEM!"

"OPENING FIRE!" The Guardians take aim and begin firing, causing Ryuko to duck under the hail of bullets.

"Oi, can you ride a bike?" Banjou blinks at that, "Uh… kinda?" "GOOD ENOUGH!" Before he realizes what's going on, Build has already switched with him, using his tank foot to tow himself behind the bike. He holds out his hand, "Drill Crusher!"

A large weapon resembling a hand cannon manifests itself into Build's open palm, as he takes potshots at the Guardians, preventing them from hurting Banjou.

"Why'd you help me?"

"If someone says they're an idiot, it means they're not really all that stupid." Build tilts his head as he hops back it not he driver's seat, "Besides, I have a feeling you might be onto something."

"You really believe me?"

"Yeah, but your fly's open though."

"SERIOUSLY?" YAY!

As they drive off, they fail to notice the black-clad figure watching them both.

"It begins…"

LINE

Thanks for sticking along with this. Kamen Rider Build is just about over, and I noticed the upcoming release for the new Kill la Kill game (FIVE YEARS AFTER THE ANIME, FUCKING FINALLY), and something in me clicked.

Both start off as weird, quirky stories about cool characters with weird-looking outfits (some weirder than others, looking at you Ragyo-Junketsu) that eventually escalates into a cosmic-level horror story, with aliens and funky weapons (Seriously, Sento? Pirate + Train = crossbow? Come on, at least the scissor swords make some sense in context).

Anyways, what I'm going for is the idea that both of these stories are similar enough to warrant a lot of changes to both. It's not like Build is just gonna overpower all the Club Captains or anything, but at the same time you won't expect to see the Elite Four curb-stomping the Hokuto Trio. But it doesn't matter what side it is, everyone will curb stomp the Guardians. Seriously, they're mook-bots who were programmed to shoot like Storm troopers.

Anyways, each song I use for chapter titles isn't going to be what I DEMAND you listen to for its 'climax moment'. In all honesty, if you can find a better song for each 'climax moment' then comment it in the review section, or PM me, and I'll change it, and I'll be sure to credit anyone who makes a good contribution. Also if anyone gets confused, I'm not drawing music from any particular source. Not 'only KLK' or 'only KR' songs. It's all kinds of music. I'm using what song I think is best for each moment. Some video game songs, some from movies, hell, I'll throw in some rap or classical if I think it'll work. It's about fitting in with the theme of each 'climax'. And not all climaxes are the fight scenes, either. They're basically what you most want to take away from a chapter.

And before anyone criticizes me for mostly just copy-pasting Build's first episode, I have one thing to say; you're absolutely right. To be 100% honest, openers are NOT my strong suit as a writer. I went through about seven different openings, but each of them collapsed midway and I just said 'fuck it, we'll do it live' (does anyone use that meme anymore? Just me?). I don't intend to copy-paste certain parts, and if it looks like I do, then I have one thing to say; I'm either being stupid (most likely) or trying to pull you into a gut punch (least likely).

Ciao~