Levi leaned back against the sofa, his attention fixed entirely on the chaotic, brutal world unfolding in his mind. He had been reviewing the narrative and biological system of the Kamen Rider Amazons universe, absorbing every detail with increasing fascination. The plot was harsh, violent, and unfiltered—far removed from typical hero stories. The more he studied it, the more deeply its twisted logic settled into his thoughts.
The story began in an island nation where a pharmaceutical giant, Nozama Pharmaceutical, created a strange and dangerous biological breakthrough: Amazons Cells. These cells possessed an extraordinary hunger for protein, almost animalistic in their cravings. Their regenerative capabilities far surpassed anything found in human biology. For military and biomedical exploitation, Nozama secretly began cultivating the cells.
The result?
Thousands of experimental artificial lifeforms, humanoid monsters with staggering vitality and terrifying instincts.
But then catastrophe struck—a mysterious explosion tore through the lab, releasing all four thousand experimental Amazons into the city. Chaos followed. People were attacked, streets ran with blood, and Nozama Pharmaceutical scrambled to hide the disaster.
To contain the outbreak, they formed a professional extermination unit known as the Destroyer Team, tasked with hunting down every escaped creature.
Yet, the Destroyer Team wasn't the only force roaming the night.
There was another hunter.
A man driven by guilt and responsibility: Ying Shan Ren, whom Levi now adapted as Ren Eaglehill for clarity and English flow.
Ren had once been a researcher at Nozama Pharmaceutical. He was part of the team that discovered the mysterious Amazons Cells. Drawn to their potential, he helped develop them into artificial life. But when those creations escaped and turned against humanity, Ren was consumed by remorse.
So he injected the dangerous cells into himself—
—and became Kamen Rider Alpha, a relentless hunter of the very monsters he helped create.
On the other side of fate stood Mizusawa Yu, whom we now call Yu Mizusawa for English consistency. Yu was not an accident; he was a deliberate experiment—a hybrid being created from Amazons Cells and human DNA. Raised in secret confinement since birth, he knew nothing of freedom or the outside world.
Yet destiny chose him too.
He eventually transformed into Kamen Rider Omega, forming the second pillar of the story.
Together, Ren Eaglehill and Yu Mizusawa created a narrative so bloody, tragic, and morally gray that it stood apart from almost every Kamen Rider series ever made. In tone, the story resembled Tokyo Ghoul more than typical masked-hero shows.
Levi had originally sealed the Amazons world heritage away in his system. Sure, the Amazons Cells could enhance the body to superhuman levels, but the cost was too steep. Anyone who used them risked losing their humanity. It wasn't something Levi wanted for himself.
But now?
Now he had another purpose.
He didn't need the cells for himself—he needed them for someone else.
Norman Osborn.
Levi smiled coldly. The Osborn Group had been developing enhancement serums for years, desperately trying to create the perfect superhuman formula. If Norman Osborn wanted biological power so badly…
Levi would be happy to "help" him.
He looked down at the shimmering World Heritage Card between his fingers.
No more hesitation.
He crushed it.
A burst of information exploded through his mind like lightning. Countless formulas, adaptation models, biological maps, combat instincts—it all surged into him at once. For several seconds Levi stood still, absorbing the violent flood.
When he finally lifted his head again, a faint scarlet light flickered in his eyes.
It vanished just as quickly.
"The inheritance of the Amazons world… really is cruel," he muttered.
But it was exactly what he needed.
He rose from the sofa.
"It's time to make some adjustments."
He snapped his fingers.
Instantly, the curtains closed, sealing the room in a controlled darkness. Screens lit up all around him. Izzy moved closer at his signal, ready to assist.
"Izzy," Levi commanded, "hack into Osborn Group's core technology database. I want their Human Augmentation Project files displayed."
"Immediately, Master President!"
Her eyes glowed with neon-blue data streams, fingers dancing across projected screens.
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[Satellite Zenith synchronized. Osborn Firewall cracking…]
Up in orbit, Satellite Zenith adjusted its position, its systems aligning perfectly with Izzy's infiltration program.
Meanwhile, Ray—still working outside in space—noticed the satellite shift.
"It seems the President is preparing for something big," Ray murmured.
"I should finish repairs fast."
He tightened his grip on the wrench and returned to work.
Back in Levi's manor, Izzy breezed through Osborn's cybersecurity.
In mere seconds, the seemingly formidable firewall collapsed like wet paper.
Even Stark Industries struggled against Izzy—so Osborn stood no chance.
Within moments, Izzy had compiled eighteen separate human enhancement projects and projected them in holographic 3D across the living room.
Osborn's research spanned multiple fields—gene editing, animal hybridization, regenerative drugs, artificial mutation, and more. Some were failures; others came close to dangerous success.
One particular project caught Levi's attention:
Project 04: Spider Genome Sequence.
Developed twenty years ago under the leadership of Richard Parker, father of the future Spider-Man. They had discovered genetically extraordinary spiders capable of incredible agility. Parker made remarkable progress—but refused to allow the experiment to be weaponized.
So he deleted most of his data and fled.
Later, he died mysteriously in a plane crash.
Osborn had struggled to reconstruct the project ever since, but without success.
Levi browsed more projects.
He found Dr. Otto Octavius' failed prototype—Doctor Octopus.
The electrical neural enhancement project—Electro.
A reptilian regeneration experiment—Lizard Formula, belonging to Dr. Kurt Connors.
Osborn didn't produce heroes.
They produced monsters.
Levi grinned.
Perfect.
He opened Dr. Connors' research module. As a top geneticist who lost his arm in the war, Connors longed to restore it. His early experiments succeeded—he regrew his arm—but transformed into a lizard-like creature with predatory instincts.
Levi skimmed the project data.
With the combined knowledge of Kamen Rider No.1 and the Amazons world, the flaws in Connors' formula were obvious to him.
"It seems," Levi chuckled, "our dear Dr. Lizard needs a little… correction."
Levi reached out and edited the genetic code directly, rearranging the sequences with masterful precision. He inserted modifications inspired by Amazons Cells—something stable enough to avoid immediate collapse, yet unstable enough to create chaos.
A perfect trap.
When he finished, he waved his hand.
All the files merged.
"Izzy, upload my version into Osborn's core database. Replace the original."
"Yes, Master President!"
She executed the command flawlessly.
Levi leaned back, satisfied.
"This will cause a… small ripple."
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Meanwhile, outside Levi's peaceful manor, the attacks against Vanderbuilt Technologies grew fiercer.
Osborn's smear campaign was escalating.
Public fear of advanced AI and Modia Units grew rapidly. With a little manipulation, even harmless events became evidence of corruption. Some groups organized protests, demanding the government stop purchasing Modia Units.
Most of the protesters were minorities misled into believing Modia Units targeted them unfairly.
Levi would've laughed if he saw it.
The reason Modia Units flagged them more often?
Every name on their scanner had a criminal history.
Of course the scans increased.
But logic didn't matter in a mob.
Even Sheriff George of New York had to step in to calm the public.
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And amid all this turbulence, Dr. Kurt Connors stepped out of a taxi, unaware of the disaster heading for Osborn.
"Have a good day," he told the driver, closing the door politely.
Then he turned toward Osborn Tower, clutching his briefcase.
The building looked grand, impressive, technologically advanced.
But behind the polished walls?
Osborn Industries was crumbling.
Financially.
Politically.
Scientifically.
And Levi had just lit the fuse that would blow it apart.
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