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Books by 合金板凳
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Tokusatsu Flame War: Why Are You Trying to Fight Me in Real Life? 特摄骂战：你怎么线下真实啊？
[No female lead] If you could choose to become a Kamen Rider, who would you choose? You’d get everything they have: an augmented body and a transformation driver. Who would you most want to become? Natsume: “Me? I think I’ll pass. I don’t have much confidence in myself, and I might end up going down the wrong path.” “But if someone like me really could keep going, really could accomplish something, and really could protect someone, then I’d absolutely reach out my hand. Even if I couldn’t protec
28.3kReads8.9Score2.8kShelves
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A Kamen Rider Journey Starting with Faiz 从faiz开始的骑士旅行
(No female lead, no harem) “This isn't domination, it's love!” “We humans can transform!” “Believe! Belief doesn't need a reason!” Utterly fed up with the Kamen Riders of recent years, Jiang Yang vents his frustration by furiously typing: “If this counts as a Kamen Rider, then I could do it too!” Someone takes him up on that in real life and sends him to the world of Faiz. Luckily, he's also given a golden finger that lets him transform into a Kamen Rider. Although Jiang Yang really wants to cur
2.5kReads8.4Score256Shelves
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The Ultraman Journey Begins with a Realistic Simulator 奥特之旅从真实模拟器开始
Fantasy special effects filmmaking is a way of using special-effects photography to create things that do not exist. But budget constraints often mean the finished product cannot perfectly recreate the wonders born of humanity’s rich imagination. So what if those fantasies could be brought to life perfectly? Red King swung its thick arms, its immense strength seeming capable of tearing the universe itself apart. Tyrant opened the huge maw in its belly and devoured a planet’s energy along with it
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Kamen Rider Kuuga in the Embers 假面骑士余烬中的空我
"You can't transform anymore! Are you still going, even so?" "I don't fight because I have this belt!" Though the spirit stone at his waist was already covered in cracks, he still stepped forward without hesitation. In the pouring rain, the battered warrior advanced at a slow pace. The Gurongi standing before him uttered a familiar sound, one he knew all too well. "Kuuga?" "I'm not Kuuga. I'm just a vengeful spirit here to lay you to rest!" "Treating ordinary people's lives as stakes in a ga
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