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As Dogold's twisted plot unfolds, the Kyoryugers' spirits waver, and darkness threatens to consume them. Their grim journey leads to a haunting encounter with their own deepest fears and desires. They are powerless against the relentless grip of evil, facing a cataclysmic battle for their very souls.

In a world where hope seems distant, the Kyoryugers must muster every ounce of strength to resist the abyss that beckons. Can they escape the clutches of Dogold's diabolical scheme, or are they destined to be mumbling prisoners inside metallic cages?

Special thanks to my loyal and royal friends:

Obviousagent

Robert Terwillger

Snb

Joshua O’Neill

Matt Thomas

Rootbeero

Matthew Peterson

Daniel K

Mike020578

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Mask up your sins!

The Kyoryugers' situation became even direr as another Dogilden armor teleported next to the groaning Ian. The living armor's head opened, revealing the face of the now-depraved and mindless Nobuharu trapped inside his broken KyoryuBlue helmet. His eyes were vacant, and his once-heroic expression was twisted into a cruel and sinister leer.

"N-Nossan?" KyoryuBlack stuttered, his voice tinged with shock and horror as he recognized his fellow Kyoryuger, now seemingly under Dogold's control.

"N-Nossan? Is that... you?" Daigo stammered, his voice trembling as he struggled to comprehend what he was seeing.

With an eerie and emotionless gaze, Nobuharu shoved KyoryuBlack toward another Dogilden, the interior of the living armor ready to imprison Ian. "Sorry, Ian," Nobuharu's voice came out flat and devoid of any emotion, a stark contrast to his usual lively and warm personality.

"No! Nossan, snap out of it!" KyoryuRed cried out, his heart sinking at the sight of his friend and teammate being manipulated by the Dogilden's influence.

But Nobuharu seemed beyond reach, his mind ensnared by the false memories and cruel illusions planted by Dogold. His actions were now dictated by the depraved puppeteer pulling the strings.

The Dogilden's interior loomed closer to Ian, its gaping hollow seeming to hunger for another victim. Ian struggled and screamed, trying to break free from Nobuharu's grip, but the KyoryuBlue's strength was formidable, and he couldn't overpower him.

"No more... fighting..." Nobuharu muttered, his voice low and disturbing, the words echoing the false memory of enslaved Sentai heroes dancing for the Deboss Army. "No more heroes..."

As the Dogilden's interior loomed closer to Ian, the living armor's mechanical straps and shackles came to life, their movements almost sentient as they closed around him, restricting his movements and sealing him within the hollow interior.

With a final push, Nobuharu forced Ian into the waiting interior of the Dogilden living armor. The monstrous armor closed around him, engulfing him in darkness.

You can enjoy the full story on my Heroic Peril Patreon page here: www.patreon.com/posts/unveilin…

Please consider being our patron for more delicious spandex hero peril stories!

Description

As Dogold's twisted plot unfolds, the Kyoryugers' spirits waver, and darkness threatens to consume them. Their grim journey leads to a haunting encounter with their own deepest fears and desires. They are powerless against the relentless grip of evil, facing a cataclysmic battle for their very souls.

In a world where hope seems distant, the Kyoryugers must muster every ounce of strength to resist the abyss that beckons. Can they escape the clutches of Dogold's diabolical scheme, or are they destined to be mumbling prisoners inside metallic cages?

Special thanks to my loyal and royal friends:

Obviousagent

Robert Terwillger

Snb

Joshua O’Neill

Matt Thomas

Rootbeero

Matthew Peterson

Daniel K

Mike020578

.

.

Mask up your sins!

The Kyoryugers' situation became even direr as another Dogilden armor teleported next to the groaning Ian. The living armor's head opened, revealing the face of the now-depraved and mindless Nobuharu trapped inside his broken KyoryuBlue helmet. His eyes were vacant, and his once-heroic expression was twisted into a cruel and sinister leer.

"N-Nossan?" KyoryuBlack stuttered, his voice tinged with shock and horror as he recognized his fellow Kyoryuger, now seemingly under Dogold's control.

"N-Nossan? Is that... you?" Daigo stammered, his voice trembling as he struggled to comprehend what he was seeing.

With an eerie and emotionless gaze, Nobuharu shoved KyoryuBlack toward another Dogilden, the interior of the living armor ready to imprison Ian. "Sorry, Ian," Nobuharu's voice came out flat and devoid of any emotion, a stark contrast to his usual lively and warm personality.

"No! Nossan, snap out of it!" KyoryuRed cried out, his heart sinking at the sight of his friend and teammate being manipulated by the Dogilden's influence.

But Nobuharu seemed beyond reach, his mind ensnared by the false memories and cruel illusions planted by Dogold. His actions were now dictated by the depraved puppeteer pulling the strings.

The Dogilden's interior loomed closer to Ian, its gaping hollow seeming to hunger for another victim. Ian struggled and screamed, trying to break free from Nobuharu's grip, but the KyoryuBlue's strength was formidable, and he couldn't overpower him.

"No more... fighting..." Nobuharu muttered, his voice low and disturbing, the words echoing the false memory of enslaved Sentai heroes dancing for the Deboss Army. "No more heroes..."

As the Dogilden's interior loomed closer to Ian, the living armor's mechanical straps and shackles came to life, their movements almost sentient as they closed around him, restricting his movements and sealing him within the hollow interior.

With a final push, Nobuharu forced Ian into the waiting interior of the Dogilden living armor. The monstrous armor closed around him, engulfing him in darkness.

You can enjoy the full story on my Heroic Peril Patreon page here: www.patreon.com/posts/unveilin…

Please consider being our patron for more delicious spandex hero peril stories!