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The Truth Arrives

Where. . .?

Where has my spirit gone?

I was able to love the flowers.

I was able to speak to the birds.

I was able to dream, despite a mere trifle of warmth.

It is that spirit.

Perhaps I lost sight of it in the freezing north winds of winter. . .

. . .or it was frozen in ice.

Lost?

How could I have lost it?

Look.

It is here.

In my bosom.

Answer me, my spirit.

Show me, my spirit.

Naste, why do you stop me?

I haven't heard from any of them !

In Shinjuku.

That's where they all are!

I'm not being rash !

I have to go myself!

Wait, Ryo.

Can you fight?

We may be the ones who are wrong.

Ryo. . .

. . .I just sent you that script I was talking about.

This must have been predicted, after all.

I'm distressed by the fragile future described in it.

This was the time we spent together.

Nothing but our past.

It was strange. . .

. . . to read that our flerce battles were already predicted.

The story rolls on. . .

. . .but it also ends in a bottomless pit of darkness.

The script describes the human spirit.

I can feel the spirit flow with ease.

And. . .

. . .and, in the end. . .

. . .we are troubled by our spirits as we run around in circies.

The armors were certainly destroyed.

Did we fight to destroy them?

No.

Any armor can be destroyed by pitting another against it.

This is not what we wanted.

Something has to change, or else it'll all be repeated.

Ryo.

I can see it.

They make me see it.

History repeating itself.

An inevitable path leading to a battle.

What can I do, Ryo?

I'm sorry, Ryo.

You must be worried about me.

I can take care of myself.

But don't worry.

I look forward to seeing you again.

Ryo. . .

. . . Toma didn't contact me.

. . .but I'm sure he's all right.

Of course, I'm doing fine too.

I've made up my mind already.

All you have to do is fight.

You just have to defeat your enemy.

It's easy.

If you don't they'll get you.

I'm confident. . .

. . . that I'm not wrong.

I must be right.

That's all there is to it.

All I have to care about are my immediate surroundings. . .

. . .because that's where I live.

The armors seem to have a deep and serious problem.

But I can't change the world of the armor.

That's too much.

So, I am only going to think about myself.

I might be selfish. . .

. . .but that's all I can manage.

I can't get involved.

I hope it'll be over soon, if there is an end.

Sure, there is an end.

We always found it.

I'm sure we'll find it again.

Take care.

Ryo, forgive me.

Ryo, are you there?

I can't take it if you go away, too.

Seiji was alive at least until this morning.

It seems someone wants to wipe out the world with the armors.

I wish I could show them the true nature of the Inferno Armor.

Sure. . .

. . .sure, the world may be tainted.

But I still believe. . .

. . . that human beings are better than you think.

Ryo, my hands are shaking.

Can you believe this?

Maybe I'm scared.

I'm fighting back. . .

. . .and I'm going to win!

But why am I scared?

Scared of the truth?

Ryo, what are we fighting?

There's no enemy this time.

I'm fighting my past self.

We defeated the netherworld.

And what did we gain?

That's a question I have to answer.

I haven't gained anything.

And I haven't left anything.

It's always the same.

I can't contain the power I wield.

Maybe I wouldn't have said this if I spoke directly to you.

Thank you, Ryo.

I'm sorry.

I'm embarrassed.

Bye.

I think we can believe in ourselves.

The sadness, fear and intimidation we feel is real.

But this is why we can love others.

The armors came into this world. . .

. . .and have influenced the world in many ways for many years.

You can see the sorrow of the people caught up with the armors.

The armors have intertwined with the dark side of history.

We can't talk of the past and future without referring to the armors.

The human spirit controlled the armors.

The human spirit is impenetrable.

We long for happiness. . .

. . .but we also cherish the beauty of melancholy.

No man can escape what the armors have brought.

Compassionate hearts bring warmth. . .

. . .and men surrender to it.

This refined sentiment shows the essence of a wonderful spirit.

History would be nothing without the armors.

The world of the armor answers the questions.

The human spirit takes a nap in the light.

Isn't this the start of a new journey?

Ryo?

The next time we meet. . .

. . .I feel as though I will be wearing my armor.

I want to believe in our five spirits.

I will try hard to keep the faith.

Good bye, Ryo.

I'll see you in the light.

Looking up, at the starry night

The golden moon

Exhausted from fighting, shedding some tears

Close your eyes and listen to the sounds

Let's dream of a distant time

Always guided by the love you have

You've come this far

I can always sense your gentle stare wherever I go

Always keep watch over me, until we meet one day

The lullaby of stars

The wind blows and the stars turn

As the moon waxes and wanes

Even the most distant dreams will one day come true

I believe in that

The lullaby of stars

This is the same phenomenon that occurred in Japan.

It's a challenge from another dimension.

This is very unfortunate.

A similar thing existed in Japan. . .

. . . but they handled it so carelessly.

We can only counter it by using each nation's forces.

Ryo, Toma. . .

. . .Seiji, Shu, Shin. . .

. . . lend me your power.

I address the council !

I am the last one, Ryo of the Wildfire.

I sense that everyone is here.

I'll do it.

Believe in me. . .

. . .and I will believe in you.

The Crest of the Wildfire.

This is my armor.

Toma realized the mistakes of the past.

Shin was not able to realize his hopes.

Shu recognized that battle will continue forever.

Seiji has denied all battle. . .

. . .and even his own spirit.

And you. . .

. . .where do you expect to be led with this armor?

The five armors created from my hatred. . .

. . .existed only to bring forth the Inferno Armor.

We've lived in order to fight against the dark spirit. . .

. . .a fate that would normally require me to fight you here.

But I will pose that question to the armor. . .

. . .to get an answer as to why we feel such despair.

My despair?

Through our fighting. . .

. . .we have been able to see what it is to be human.

Weak, cowardly. . .

. . .and pathetic humans.

We have taken it to heart.

I'd like to dress you in the armor with my own hands.

People will continue to fight as long as they are desperate.

Hate is easily created.

I've lost it. . .

. . .and it will never return.

I cannot forget it.

Don't look back.

Your injuries?

Will heal.

Your tears?

Will dry up.

My hatred?

I ask that you watch over me.

I will smash them together with the armors.

Samurai Troopers!

I summon your spirits to come to me!

If only a day would come when light would come to this place.

These graves. . .

I see the history of those who rejected the power of the armors.

Do these graves belong to those people?

The tragedy that is repeated. How tedious.

I lost my compassion for such a thing long ago.

Human spirits enjoy licking each other's wounds.

All it results in is a pathetic pile of corpses.

How appropriate!

I'll create five new graves right here!

That flower. . .

Mother!

Your sadness. . .

Your suffering. . .

. . . has caused a great grudge to grow within you.

I cannot blame you for that.

Mother. . .

Within this land. . .

. . . lies those who rejected the armors throughout the ages.

The land of those pathetic souls. . .

. . .who chose death. . .

. . .without creating anything, nor acknowledging anything.

A pathetic death.

A miserable life.

Nevertheless, spirits here do not hold a grudge against humanity.

Why?

That's because they loved others.

Those who drew upon the power of love lie here in this land.

Love brings forth an immeasurable power.

But occasionally, that power can change to hatred.

I feel pity for a love like yours.

Mother!

I placed my love in a small corner of the armors.

I entrusted my love to the five spirits of the later era.

The spirits were troubled by power.

Mother!

My mother died.

And my father died.

There is nothing left that I can love.

Gentle child. . .

. . . may you love me again. . .

. . .as your spirit tells you.

The spirits that heroically sought the proper path. . .

. . . have guided my daughter to the light.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart for that.

White Blaze. . .

. . . I hope you come around to my grave, too.

Shu, our era is only beginning.

I guess it starts with five.

We will create a new history. . .

. . .that will not spoil the Samurai Trooper name.

As long as we have love. . .

. . .we'll do as our spirit tells us.

I wish to hear the answer to that one day.

While we didn't know how to respond to our love

We simply trembled with love for each other

The short night breaks and the city awakens

Until a commotion wakes us from our dream

I always want to be with you

That's what I wish for

But where will the flow of time

Take our two weak souls?

So hold onto me

I feel we're drifting apart

Rather than with insufficient words

Tell me with your smile

However many times I try to figure it out for myself

Will I ever learn the meaning of this love?

In the days that pass I am lamenting that I see no future

I am even beginning to forget the burden on my shoulders

So hold onto me

I feel we're drifting apart

Rather than with insufficient words

Tell me with your smile

So hold onto me

I feel like I'm losing my way

Rather than with promises

Tell me with your soul

Sakuragaoka Junior High School.

Advance guard, Jun Yamano!

Yes!