When it comes to Kamen Rider W, most fans would agree the most memorable parts are the half-boiled detective Shotaro Hidari and his partner, Philip.
But if you asked what the most underrated element of the show was—true fans know it’s the buggy-as-hell Revolgarry.
The Revolgarry was a large support vehicle used by Kamen Rider W, typically parked at the side of the detective agency. When needed, it could be summoned using the Stag Phone.
Despite its massive frame, Revolgarry could move at incredible speed and with uncanny agility. If it wanted to, it could drift around corners like it was in Initial D—without needing storm drains.
Its maneuverability was so absurd, even Fujiwara Takumi might’ve stood there stunned, wondering what the hell just happened.
When Sora obtained the Joker Memory, he didn’t just get the Memory itself—he inherited all of W’s equipment.
You could say that, other than the Accel-branded motorcycle, Shotaro pretty much gave him everything he had.
What a dependable senpai, Sora thought.
He truly felt blessed. The allies and mentors he’d met so far had been so reliable that trusting them felt natural.
And trust brings hope, doesn’t it?
That was why he had dared to charge straight into the Voidranger army alone that night—without even blinking.
Even if he hadn’t been able to win, he would’ve been able to hold them off long enough for everyone to escape—and then casually ride his way out of the siege.
Of course, in the end, he was rescued… so his “cool getaway on wheels” fantasy hadn’t exactly worked out.
But now—finally—his wish had come true.
Through the storm of fire and smoke, the Revolgarry roared out into the open, engine howling like a beast unleashed.
Naturally, the sound caught the attention of the surrounding Voidrangers.
What the hell is that? Shoot it!
Bullets infused with negative particles rained down like a monsoon.
But then—Revolgarry moved.
Defying its bulky frame, it broke into a rapid zigzag—executing a Z-pattern evasive maneuver like it had no regard for physics.
Rounds exploded into the dirt, throwing up thick clouds of dust. The vehicle vanished within the smoke.
Then, in the next instant, it burst out like a feral animal, racing and skidding through the battlefield with impossible speed.
Even the Tramplers couldn’t track it accurately—its direction changes were too sudden, too sharp.
But the Tramplers didn’t panic.
They drew back their bows, arrows crackling with energy as they took aim.
Sora was getting closer to the War Foundry, and the closer he got, the smaller his dodge radius became.
That’s the catch with closing distance—outside ten paces, the rifle wins; inside ten, the knife does.
If RevolGarry entered that no-dodge zone, it would be blown to pieces.
Its maneuverability meant nothing if it couldn’t move.
The Tramplers’ arrows tracked its path, adjusted with every shift. The moment was coming.
Three… two… one—
Just as the Tramplers loosed their arrows, Revolgarry slammed to a halt.
The sudden stop threw off every shot. The arrows all missed.
And then—
BOOM!!
With a roar, Revolgarry launched its payload forward—not missiles, but Sora himself, already transformed, riding a motorcycle in midair.
That’s right—W’s toolkit was so complete, he could literally launch himself into flight on two wheels.
Sora twisted the throttle. Fire blasted from the booster—his speed kicked into overdrive.
“You think this is enough to stop me?”
The Antimatter Legion took a second to process it—but then,
ROAAAAR!!
They all bellowed in rage, and their long-range units aimed skyward, unleashing another full salvo at Sora.
But now that he was in the air, the playing field had changed.
He had access to the Z-axis.
Sora twisted and turned through the barrage, flipping, spiraling, pulling off aerial tricks like he was born in the circus.
The addition of vertical movement had turned the battlefield into his arena.
The Legion couldn’t predict his trajectory anymore. The Tramplers and Voidrangers couldn’t land a clean shot.
Sora’s mind was razor-focused. His reflexes tightened, attention sharpened.
His bond with the Joker Memory was growing deeper—he could feel it. This transformation was even stronger than before.
No, he wasn’t on Shotaro’s level yet… but every time he used it, he got closer.
The strength he felt now was already near his peak from the last battle.
More than enough to dance above their heads.
“From here on, it’s all up to you guys. I’ve done what I can.”
He veered away, drawing the Legion’s firepower with him, luring them out.
Elsewhere…
Ouja and her squad watched as a massive portion of the War Foundry’s defenses were pulled away.
Sora had made himself a target—and created the perfect opening.
He may have had no clue how this world’s technology worked—he was, frankly, hopeless with anything more complicated than a push-button UI. If you handed him a decompression program, he’d probably try to microwave it.
So instead of fumbling with the bombs himself, he’d taken on the role of the frontline decoy.
The rest was in their hands.
“Looks like about three-quarters of the Antimatter Legion’s forces are chasing him now.”
One of the scouts peered through a scope, eyes wide.
They could see the tide of Voidrangers streaming after Sora’s silhouette as it zigzagged across the sky.
“Sora gave us the perfect shot. Let’s not waste it.”
Ouja’s voice was steady. Her words hit home.
Everyone nodded.
Without Sora’s distraction, storming this place would’ve cost them dearly.
He wasn’t one of them—not a native, not an ally by blood—but he had put everything on the line for them.
They had no right to fail.
“It’s time to show what the Kaemomiar Royal Guard is capable of!”
With that, they moved.
Most of the Legion had been drawn away. The few remaining Voidrangers were dispatched quickly and cleanly.
Before long, they stood at the base of the War Foundry itself.
The structure radiated heat and blinding light. Just standing near it dried out their mouths and made their skin itch.
“Get the charges planted—then we move!”
The guard members fanned out, placing the bombs—specially crafted from the energy core of a crashed ship—at key points.
One strike. That’s all they needed to bring it down.
Once the Foundry was destroyed, Camille could finally begin its counterattack.
When the team reported that all charges were in place, Ouja stepped forward with the final piece: the detonator.
It would synchronize with the bombs and trigger a chain reaction strong enough to obliterate the entire structure.
She reviewed the placement, calculated the optimal detonation point.
Then—
BOOOOM!
The earth trembled beneath them. A colossal shadow blotted out the sun as something descended from the sky, wings flared wide.
A Doomsday Beast had arrived.
The mission was no longer going according to plan.
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T/N: uh oh…
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