#mao dat

"Hey...that car is here again..."

"Wait, that red sports car?"

"Hell yeah, I was right! You owe me money!"

"C-come on!"

Mao Dat could feel a migraine hitting him as he gently held his forehead into his hands. His right eye twitched as he felt a pat on his back. "Your girlfriend is here."

"I know..." Mao answered his classmate, swatting their hand off. "I'll...I'll handle it."

He could hear the whistling of the cherry red headed private investigator within her bright red Honda NSX, muttering "ah," and "I thought so," as she read the book within her hands. Out of the corner of her eye, Ichigo merely smirked as she softly shut her book close, leaning her arm onto the rolled down window as she honked the horn, scaring a multitude of people.

"I know..." Mao softly muttered, approaching the car.

Ichigo released a chuckle, keeping that prideful smirk upon her lips as she winked at him. "Sup babe? I'm here to pick you up~"

"...I thought I told you to stop doing this.." Mao grumbled, his right eye twitching. "I can take the bus home..."

"And I told you that a drive home would be more fun than hanging out with people you don't really care about, right?" Ichigo chuckled, her bright orange eyes staring into his. "Why do that when you can hang out with your girlfriend?"

"...you keep driving up to my university campus to pick me up...it's really embarrassing...it's like you're my mom or something..."

"Just get in," Ichigo motioned to the passenger seat.

"..fine..."

With a reluctant sigh, Mao entered the car before Ichigo drove away, carefully cruising down the busy streets. "What are you doing out here anyways? I thought you're working."

"Arx told me to take a break today, so I have the day off." Ichigo hummed, her eyes focused on the road ahead. "So I thought why not spend my time with my boyfriend? Or is it that embarrassing for your girlfriend to pick you up?" She asked with a snicker.

"...my friends are placing bets on whether you'll show up or not."

Ichigo snickered once more. "Just because I wanna hang out with you?"

Mao softly blushed as he glanced out the window. "People also keep bothering me about you, and it's getting annoying...I like talking about you, but they just keep asking so many questions and don't know when to shut up."

"Well, that's how people are. I hope you're saying good things about me~" she playfully jabbed him in the arm.

"I told them you're a weird but hardworking person who likes to tease me way too much."

"Weird? How rude."

Mao huffed. "You know I'm only joking-"

"I know, I know-" Ichigo sighed. "I'm sorry that I keep putting that pressure on you."

"No, it's fine-" Mao merely blushed once more as he glanced towards her. "Plus...well...I enjoy these moments, that's all. It's nice driving with you...when you're not going past the speed limit and trying to run over a Chaosism mook."

"You know I like going fast~" Ichigo chuckled. "I like having these moments too, Mao. It's just nice to relax with someone I love."

"Yeah...especially when your classes are trying to kill you-"

Ichigo softly nodded. "Yeah, I get that. But don't worry, I got the perfect place for us to chill. There's a Sonic and Sanrio collab at the mall, and I know you're just gonna love it!"

Sheepishly, Mao glanced at her again. "Is there Sugarbunnies merch?"

"Uh- I saw Hangyodon, Kuromi, Cinnamoroll-"

"Since we're both free...do you...wanna go somewhere together, Mika...?"

A very loud and audible gasp escaped her lips as Mika swiftly took Mao's hand into her own fingerless gloved leather hands. Her eyes sparkled as she gently kissed the back of his hand, placing her free hand to her cheek. "Why my dear, I thought you could never ask!" She quickly exclaimed, taking a deep breath. "But of course, I would love to accompany you on our journey that has been ordained by the stars! After all, our love has been chosen by destiny and orchestrated by the sun and moon themselves-!"

"Uh, Mika?"

The young adult slightly blushes and yelped as she placed a finger to his lips. "There is no need to fear, my beloved. In fact, the stars have already constructed a path for our voyage of love!" Once she released her grip, Mika reached for her phone, shoving a gore covered poster into his face. "You see my love, this film was released last week! I was planning on witnessing its bloody entourage by my lonesome, but there is no enjoyment without someone to share it with!"

Mao merely gulped, his spine shivering. "So...that means..."

With a faint blush, Mika coughed. "A-am I not being clear enough? I have chosen you to accompany me on this path! I...i know you are not one for the dark arts, but...." Mika coughed once more, extending her hand with a proud smile on her face. "Please do not fret, my darling. I will never let you be harmed. Even if those villains were to jump out of the screen and attack us, you will always be safe at my side....so...please come with me..."

With a weak smile, Mao takes her hand. "Alright, let's go."

"YES!!" she screamed, immediately grabbing his hand and dragging him into the streets. "LET'S GO!"

"You've been planning this for a while, haven't you?"

"N-no!...maybe..."

The trip to the theater didn't take long for the two while they continued to chat, especially since Mika continued to ramble on and on about her expectations.

"The film we shall witness together is another indie slasher movie!" Mika hummed. "It's based on the director's love for animation, so they researched a public domain character and designed the monster off of it!"

"...and that monster is...?"

"A big bad wolf! One with razor sharp teeth, vicious claws that can slice through anything, and a bite that is able to turn people into werewolves!"

"...sounds like a lot."

Mika couldn't help but giggle, gently squeezing his hand as they entered the theater. "Do I sense fear in your voice, my love?"

"...kinda," Mao grumbled, glancing towards the entrance. "I mean...it's just a slasher movie, right...? It's not gonna be that bad..."

"There is no need to fear, my darling! I will always protect you from whatever monsters attack us!"

"I know, I know~ Thank you Mika~"

"Of course! Now, let us order some popcorn~! I expect my favorite classic tropes to appear!"

Mao couldn't help but chuckle as Mika dragged him towards the concession stands, her voice filled with so much child-like innocence. "You really like slasher movies, huh?"

Mika nodded. "Of course! They're a guilty pleasure of mine! Especially if they're really bad ones!"

"...I gotta show you to Blood and Honey..."

"Sorry Guozi! You're the only one in that area! I'll come and help the second I'm finished with my stuff!"

Guozi Vinh merely hummed once the agent had hung up the phone. Since today was a slow day for Sweet Felicity, Satou Kuroki allowed the other members of RifeStriders to take a break and do whatever they wanted. As expected of Alko and Mika, the two of them went to see Justice Ride for the millionth time. As for Guozi…it would be another day of wandering around. After all, she had no interests or desires at this current moment.

That was until Mao Dat texted her about a chaos stone within a park between the entertainment and commercial districts of Nijigao City. And what a coincidence it was to find Guozi was in the exact spot that the chaos stone was rumored to have been spotted.

Guozi wandered around the park's perimeter while the wind blew through her baggy clothes and jade earrings, sending slight chills down her spine (not like it mattered since she likes the cold). "The customer said something about a shimmer in a tree…" Guozi had muttered to herself, glancing at the many trees within the park. "…I suppose I can climb them." Even if it did take her a while, it would be her best bet.

The woman was snapped out of her thoughts when the wind blew once more with a stronger current than before. Her pigtails smacked against her face as Guozi attempted to fix her hair before the weight of a small child would smack into her leg and fall to the ground just as the wind ceased. Guozi sighed before bending down, extending a hand to the boy. "Are you alright?"

The young child sniffled as Guozi helped him off the ground, making sure to brush the dirt off of his clothes. "I-I'm sorry miss…I didn't mean to hit you…"

"It's alright," she attempted to smile. "What's wrong?"

"U-um..the wind blew away my kite…"

"Hm?"

The young boy timidly pointed behind her where a plain and vibrant purple kite was stuck within the branches of a tree. After patting the boy on the head, Guozi stood up and prepared to face the tree. "Wait here, okay? I'll get it for you."

It had been forever since Guozi had attempted to climb a tree. It wasn't difficult for her, it's just…well…she just didn't care. But it was pretty easy for her to climb and gently pry the material from the kite…until a shimmer caught her eye.

"..is that-"

What a coincidence! The chaos stone she was looking for was right in her grasp~! Guozi didn't hesitate to snatch it from the bird's nest and pocket it, soon jumping down and handing the string back to the child. The boy's eyes widened as he accepted the string before giving her a hug. "Thank you so much miss! Bye bye!" Guozi watched as the boy ran, chasing the kite once more when it soared into the air. She softly placed a hand over her sweater, attempting to feel her heartbeat that slowly rose and deflated over and over in sync with her breathing.

"If I had a better childhood…could I be like that?"

"Guozi!"

Her thoughts were interrupted as Mao ran towards her side, panting once he finally reached her. "Sorry that you had to get the chaos stone," he huffed, immediately reaching to scratch his dry skin before sticking his hands in his jacket pockets. "I had to finish some stuff first, but-"

"…let's hang out."

His eyes widened before Mao reached to brush his bangs with his fingers. "….huh?"

Guozi turned towards him with her usual stoic expression. "..is that alright?"

"Well…yeah…" he sheepishly chuckled. "It's just- well- usually it's me or Kuroki who ask you out first-"

She merely snatched his hand before dragging him along. "Let's go."

"Eh?! Wait, where are we going?!"

"To have fun."

"Wait, Guozi!!!!"

It didn't take long for the two of them to enter the entertainment district (after all, it was connected to the park) as they continued to walk in silence. Guozi focused on the road ahead of them, guiding Mao along while the young adult couldn't help but fumble his words over and over. "Um…Guozi…? Are you…mad…?"

"No," she immediately responded. "I'm not mad."

Her grip on his hand tightened.

"….are you…mad at me or something…?"

"No."

"…sorry,"

"There's nothing to apologize for," she responded. "Don't worry about it."

Mao couldn't help but whine while she dragged him through the busy streets of the entertainment district. "So…is there any plan at all or-"

"There's no plan. Just walk through and find something to do."

"Ahahaha…well…" Mao glanced left and right, spotting familiar electronic, entertainment, and generic game stores everywhere they went. It all felt the same to him, so it was hard to figure out which one spoke to either one of them. A gasp would leave his lips once he spotted a poster, pointing to it like a child. "Guozi, look! A sanrio claw machine!"

Of course. Guozi was well aware of his sanrio obsession. She stopped in her tracks, turning to face the poster filled with multiple characters that she somewhat kenw the names of. "…hm. What about it?"

"Wanna try and get some?" he chuckled. "I wanna get something for Kuroki too! I mean, it's not fair if we get to have fun while she's not here."

"…sure."

"Then let's go~!" Mao dragged her towards the arcade while he continued to point out the names of the many characters on the poster along with the ones he wanted the most. "I bet you'd love Mewkledreamy, Guozi! She's really fluffy, so I think you'd love her~!" he pointed to a corner of the poster that displayed the chubby purple cat. "Isn't she cute?!"

"…cute."

"I know right?!"

As Mao rambled once more, Guozi's face naturally began to form a smile on its own, her eyes focused on the beaming and dreamy expression of the young man before her.

"….very cute."

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"Hmmmmph!"

Mao Dat sensed trouble.

Or, well, jealousy.

When both him and Guozi Vinh returned from their date in Nijigao's entertainment district, they were met by a pouty Satou Kuroki who had been waiting for them to come home (Mao sent a photo of their date to her and Guozi, as well as a photo of some gifts for her). As expected of Guozi, she showed no reaction and merely shrugged while Mao winced and continued to apologize.

"Kuroki!" Mao winced once more, bowing towards her. "I'm sorry! I know you were busy and it was mean of us to go without you, but…um… we're thinking of you a lot! A-and I got you a gift too…"

Kuroki huffed and puffed, showing a slight amount of jealousy on her face instead of her usual sweet and motherly smile. "Really?"

"Relax, Kuroki-san." Guozi merely sighed, crossing her arms across her chest. "We apologize for not inviting you. We didn't do that much anyways. We were just at an arcade."

Kuroki huffed again, her fingers reaching to twirl her bangs. "But it's not fair…I wanted to go too.."

"I'm sorry…" Mao apologized once more. "Um…if it makes you feel better…guozi and I were trying to win a cute charm for the three of us…" He dug into his purse, pulling out three gashapon capsules. "I saw these charms, and wanted to share them with you guys…I wanted you to have one before we chose one."

Kuroki's soft pout slowly melted as she reaches for one of the capsules. "…thanks…I…" She attempted to smile. "I appreciate it, Mao-kun…I'll choose one later, okay? I'm sure you two are hungry, so I'll make something."

Mao couldn't help but sniffle as he pulled Kuroki into a hug, causing her to squeak. "I'm sorry, Kuroki!!!! I promise we won't do it again!"

"W-wait-!" Kuroki blushes profusely. "M-Mao-kun!!!!!"

Guozi's stoic expression finally lifted, letting her smile. "Hehe. Cute."

"...how interesting."

"Hm?"

Guozi Vinh's eyes slowly scanned the pages in front of her, her tongue clicking as one of her fingers toyed with her drill-like ponytails. "The books you had to read for your essay. They're interesting."

"Which ones?" Mao Dat simply scoffed, his fingers quickly typing on the keyboard. "The Western philosophy stuff, or the unethical companies stuff?"

"I suppose...both." the woman merely answered, her voice slightly above a whisper. "I have never read any of these before."

"Yeah...I'm not surprised. I doubt they'd have these kinds of things at a hospital."

"Mhm," Guozi nodded. "I merely read the books Alko gave me when we were in the hospital together. Most of them were books made for children."

"Classic," Mao chuckled, readjusting his glasses. "It's a hospital after all....well...one that was ran by Chaosism."

"The books were still enjoyable at least." she hummed, her hand flipping to the next page. "Reading about Plato is...entertaining...to say the least."

Mao's eyes widened, his fingers finally pausing and shifting his body towards his partner. "You understand that stuff?"

"Yes. Is that an issue?"

The young adult shook his head, a soft groan leaving his lips. "I...I don't...Kinda...I mean I think I understand it, it's just...how the words are phrased...I'm not used to reading that kind of cryptic stuff."

Guozi merely turned towards him. "Cryptic?"

"Y-you know what I mean...right...? It feels like...uh..." a soft blush slowly began to cover his cheeks. "It's uh...the words are too big for me..."

Guozi's stare slowly turned into a soft laughter. "Using those choice of words...you sound like a child."

"H-hey..!" Mao huffed. "It's not my fault that I don't understand it! I'm an art guy, not a...a literature guy-! I'd rather read about whack moments in history or like- uh- fiction or something!"

"This is literature, Mao-san."

"Y-yeah, but-!" his blush grew brighter as his body began to slouch in his chair, crossing his arms across his chest. "Y-you know what I mean..."

"Possibly," Guozi closed her eyes. "But who knows."

"Well if you like it so much, then why not teach me? Or maybe- like- become a philosophy teacher or something."

Her eyes slowly widened. "...you think...I could teach?"

"...I..maybe..." Mao muttered. "...I don't really know.."

"...maybe," she closed her eyes once more, taking small deep breaths while imagining that future. "When this is over...I'll consider it."

"...thanks for coming to the library with me, Guozi."

"...of course." she hummed once more, opening her eyes as he got back to work. The sounds of a clicking keyboard echoed within their quiet space within the third floor of the library as Mao straightened his position, locking in to finish the task ahead of him.

"Mao~" she called his name within the moment, once again leaning closer towards him and gently wrapping her hand around his. "Em yêu anh nhiều lắm~"

The young adult froze in place as he gently squeezed her hand, slowly beginning to sheepishly stare at the floor. Vietnamese? Really? Something he's super rusty at? Sure, both of them are Vietnamese-American, but Guozi knew how to speak Vietnamese a lot more fluently than him. Mao's eyes occasionally glanced back towards Guozi's usually soulless lavender eyes that seemed to shine with life for once, her smile being genuine and warm. As the seconds passed, Mao took a deep breath.

"It's fine. You can do this. Just think- think think think think think-"

"A-" Mao paused, softly muttering under his breath. "A-anh yêu c-cũng em..."

Mao quickly covered his face in his hands, hiding the bright blush that continued to grow rapidly while his partner merely chuckled. "How cute~" she softly spoke. "Your pronunciation could use some work, but you're trying~"

Gently, she peeled his hands off of his face, placing a soft kiss onto his cheek.

It was tough for her to watch.

Within the small snack shop and cozy cafe known as Sweet Felicity, Satou Kuroki watched from the sidelines as her beloved partner struggled at one of the tables next to the window, his head in his hands and pulling at his jet black hair for the nth time today. As Kuroki continued to restock the wooden shelves with the casual chips, candy, and other junk food, she would occasionally glance back at the young adult who would occasionally toy with his navy hoodie and maroon red glasses, or stick his hands back into his khaki dress pants.

"Mao-kun..." Kuroki couldn't help but mutter under her breath, as she clenched a box within her left hand.

In the most cartoonist fashion, her eyes lit up as she gently placed the box onto a table and ran towards the kitchen, opening the refrigerator and digging around until she could find two of her favorite chocolate pudding cups. The second she grabbed the colorful containers, she closed the door and dashed towards his table where the poor man slowly kept nodding his head while watching the multiple videos in front of him. A yelp released from his lips while Kuroki giggled, his body shivering from the cold pudding cup that she had gently pressed against his neck. "Want one?"

"Kuroki-" Mao Dat winced, taking out his earbuds. "You don't gotta-"

"It's fine," Kuroki softly smiled. "You deserve a break...alright?"

"...okay." Mao merely sighed as he paused the video on his laptop, hesitantly taking the pudding from her hands while she took a seat next to him. "ParePare Pudding again?"

Kuroki merely nodded. "Of course...you know I love it."

"I know," Mao couldn't help but chuckle as she began to dig into her cup, her face lighting up in childish joy. "Aren't you supposed to be working?"

"It's fine," she responded between bites. "After all...I'm the boss of this store. Everyone else is doing their own thing right now...so it's fine. It's a slow day anyways..."

"Yeah," Mao nodded, ripping off the aluminum lid of the plastic container to reveal the gooey chocolate treat and spoon inside. "Thanks Kuroki. I really appreciate it."

"Anytime," she softly smiled again. "You deserve a treat...you're always studying hard..."

Mao scoffed. "Studying hard my ass. I'm bad at this stuff."

"Accounting...right?"

"Financial accounting." Mao hissed the second he uttered the devil's name. "I don't wanna fail my classes, but I'm really bad at it..."

"Mika-chan has been teaching you...right...?"

"But she's not here right now," Mao sighed, scooping a few bites. "She's doing something, and I don't wanna bother her..."

"....you know..." Kuroki sheepishly glanced towards his laptop. "There...is someone else who could help....someone....who's..." her voice began to slowly soften. "...um...right next to you..."

"...ah-" Mao's eyes widened. "R-right...you know about this stuff too... I mean, you probably took some of this course to run Sweet Felicity, right...?"

Kuroki fiercely nodded. "It really is tough...I didn't get it on the first try either...it's just about practice and memorization..."

"I'm bad at it," Mao huffed. "I tried relating it to some of the stuff I like, but it's not clicking-"

"Then..." a soft blush formed within her cheeks as she began to speak. "W-would you...like for me to...teach you...? I should have my notes from when I was still studying..."

"Really?!" his eyes lit up as Mao jumped out of his seat. "Please please please please help me Kuroki! I'm begging you! Please, and my life will be yours! I'll do anything you want!"

Her blush grew deeper. "...a-anything...?"

"Anything!"

Kuroki began to toy with her bangs before letting out a chuckle. "I...guess I'll remember that offer."

"...you're not playing something, are you...?"

"You said anything," she teased. "So I want you to help me at the shop for a bit. It'll be experience for you. You get to learn, and I won't have to stress over my journal entries for a while."

"...wait, so-"

Kuroki merely smiled. "Yep. I want you to help me with my financial records."

"W-wait, are you sure?! I'll probably mess it up-!"

"You won't," she shook her head, soon placing a kiss onto his forehead again. "I trust you. And, I'll be helping you every step of the way."

With another blush, Mao gently placed a kiss onto her forehead. "T-thanks Kuroki..."

* = Changes depending on the route

Given Name: Mão (also spelled as Mao)

Last Name: Đạt (can also be spelled as Dat)

Alias: Kamen Rider Zi-O (formerly), Kamen Rider Mahou Zi-O (Currently), Vinea (self given alias), Maou (Demon King) (Self Proclaimed), The Solitary Demon King

Age: 18*

Birthday: May 31st

Sexuality: Straight???? (Still questioning) (Even he doesn't know), but is more attracted to women

Pronouns: He/She/They/All

Nationality: Vietnamese American

Ethnicity: Vietnamese American

General Likes: Close family and friends, sweets, pastries (especially if they contain fruit), fruits (specifically strawberries), games, anime, manga, books, reading, singing, playing and listening to music, staying up late, sleep, his bed and room, being lazy, relaxation, libraries, idols, Jokes, memes, the moon, the night sky and stars, making people smile, showmanship, theatrics, Sanrio

General Dislikes: Hot weather, cold weather, his body and body temperature, abusive families and people, being a germaphobe, rude people in general

History

A young man who was forced to become a Kamen Rider during the middle of the COVID-19 pandemic. Now that he's graduated high school, he's devoted his live to protecting as many people as he can. He often stays up late to get some work done, watch anime, or play games. Despite his hard-working attitude, he's incredibly lazy by nature and often likes to relax in his room or just do whatever's on his mind. He's made a vow to protect the flow of time and events of the multiverse that belongs to the media he loves, always trying to keep things on track. As much as he would love to visit and chat with the characters he loves, he's made a vow to never interact with them and continues to be an observer, no matter how much it pains him. In the beginning, he often called himself "Kamen Rider Zi-O" as an homage to the Rider he got his powers from until he finally decided to make a name for himself. By combining Maou (Demon King) and Mahou (Magic), he began to call himself "Kamen Rider Mahou Zi-O" as an homage to the Rider he loved the most, and the one who started his journey.

Self Introduction

"Yo, what's up? Name's Vinea~! Nice to meet you~! I'm just your average world traveling demon king, so don't mind me! I'll probably leave in a little bit~!" "Kamen Rider Mahou Zi-O...your Fate is within my hands!"

Personality

Vinea is a very kind and honest young man who's always wanting to make people smile. He's a huge nerd for a bunch of media he enjoys like Kamen Rider, card games, magical girls, and other genres. He always does his best to help people whenever he can with or without his powers while also having a passion for dramatics and surprising people whenever he can. Although he is a god, Vinea would rather embrace the small things that reminds him of his former humanity like his constantly picky body temperature or retaining injuries and letting them heal naturally. His genuine love for his favorite media is often a double-edged sword as he can detail the story of any franchise and go on long tangents about them, but often has to restrain himself from interacting with his favorite characters due to his oath of being an observer and warning them of their intended path. When he was younger, he would often become arrogant and proud of his abilities until he had to be knocked down multiple pegs in order to get to where he is today. Due to his line of work, Vinea has long since discarded everything that had made him feel alive; his friends, family, and given names have long been discarded which has left him to live in his own bubble universe in the middle of the time stream, away from human contact. To him, Vinea and Mahou Zi-O are all that is left for he has no story to tell. He will never talk about his past unless it is with someone he truly trusts. Those people will finally learn his true name: Mao.

Appearance

Mao is usually seen with jet black hair that's slightly long in the back that stops halfway towards the end of his neck and bangs that slant sideways towards the left. He has short sideburns, and his skin is a slightly light tan. His eyes are a darkish shade of brown with a tint of orange and often wears glasses with a blood red frame. He's got a very generic outfit that isn't very fashionable, but is very simple which consists of (usually) a white shirt, a very dark indigo blue jacket, khaki or navy long pants (depending on his mood), a black belt with a gold frame, white socks, and (usually) white tennis shoes. He's also seen wearing a lavender purple necklace, and three rings (all of the stacked on his middle finger) on his right hand which present the nations and clans he's bonded to the most in Cardfight!! Vanguard (those clans being Pale Moon, Link Joker, and Angel Feather). He's also often carrying a purple shoulder bag purse with a Kuromi design on it. When he was younger and used his powers, his eyes would often glow blood red and his hair would often glow into shades of blood red, gold, and silver grey due to him being unable to control his power. As he grew older, he's able to control his power which has turned his blood red eyes to a shade of dark lavender purple.

Old Appearance (2022) (With and without glasses) (Is considered as his younger appearance)

When using powers (2022) (With and without glasses) (Is considered as his younger appearance)

Link to picrew for these five images ^

Official and Current Appearance (2025) (With and without glasses)

When using powers (2025) (With and without glasses)

Link to neka used for these four images ^

Abilities

Vinea is a very decent and amateur cook, and can play the violin and viola. When it comes to strength, he's a very average fighter and mostly just does what he can to get by. Since he's become a god, Vinea is able to do almost anything but it always takes a huge toll on his psyche and body temperature. The longer he uses his powers, the colder his body will get and the more his head hurts (which is often why he wears his jacket). His powers are dependent on his mental and physical health; if it isn't up to code, he won't be able to perform at full power (which is most of the time since he neglects his needs when working). Since he has the power of all Kamen Riders like Oma Zi-O, he's able to summon their ridewatches and use their power as his own as well as transform into said respective rider, but a small symbol will be left somewhere to signify it's not the original rider.

Forms

Way too many to count here due to his ability to transform into any rider, but the main forms he uses relate to Zi-O and Wizard. His final form consists of the Oma Zi-O ridewatch combined with the Wizard: Infinity Style ridewatch. Won't describe the suits cause it's not really important right now.

Insert Songs

Glorious Break - Nana Mizuki

FINAL COMMANDER - Nana Mizuki

overtuRe - Roselia

Author's Note

Let's get this out of the way. Yes, I understand Vinea seems like a Gary stu AND BEYOND edgy. But...that's kinda the point. Back when I first made him, I didn't really intend to have it be that edgy but just wanted it to sound cool or something and was merely using him as a template for every single self insert I needed. For me, it was always "have a generic self insert template that I can use for everything and work on lore later". Plus, I made this story during the pandemic where the main character (aka Vinea) was a huge Kamen Rider nerd who would use his powers and knowledge to defend the flow of time before sacrificing his mortality to permanently be a protector like in uh...well- Persona 3 (if you know what I mean). As for why Zi-O was chosen...the little kid me just wanted to have the powers of all Kamen Riders and was deciding between buying a Decadriver or a Ziku Driver as a kid. The hair colors in the 2022 one were also references to my favorite Vanguard clans. Angel Feather is gold, Link Joker is silver, and Pale Moon is red (I chose red to reflect one of my favorite cards, Luquier, since one of her eyes is red and it glows when she's using her powers). Now, I REALLY wanna talk about that age thing- as I've stated in one of my bandori posts, I've always viewed my self inserts for my favorite waifus as a route like in a visual novel. This, however, does not make each version of the self insert the same in the media I enjoy. It depends on how old I was at the time when I first had those childhood crushes and would age my self insert to be the same age as them. Examples include- - Staff Vinea from BanG Dream! - Aged to be 15-16 when he was dating Chisato Shirasagi before she graduated high school - Captain Vinea from Honkai Impact 3rd - Aged to be 16 when he first dated Seele Vollerei (she was 16 during the beginning of the main story but I often just use Captain Maou as the main one since I don't really use Vinea for Honkai) Like I said, I aged myself up when I was a kid in order to be as close to their age as I could because- well- childhood crush and stuff. This aging stuff only applies to my childhood crushes. If they are legal, then they get to deal with 18 year old Vinea. SPEAKING of 18 year old Vinea, I merely chose that age cause as a kid, 18 was the magic number for me lol. Jeez..I really hope none of this aging stuff makes me seem like a creep or a pedo- I will state this again- most of my waifus are childhood crushes (Seele technically isn't cause I was 15-16 when I first started Honkai) so I had to age my self insert up to be the same age as them. I will reiterate once again though that all of my self insert Vineas are not the same. They are just the default self insert I use for all of my stuff so I don't mix Kamen Rider lore. Kamen Rider Vinea is the self insert for the Kamen Rider lore. Staff Vinea is the self insert for the BanG Dream! lore. Captain Vinea is for Honkai Impact 3rd, and so on and so on. There's also the fact that not all versions of Vinea will be the same for the self inserts- Depending on the media, Vinea could have a different personality or just a more highlighted trait of said personality. For example, Kamen Rider Vinea isn't usually very shy and nervous, but the BanG Dream! one is shy and nervous (specifically since he's talking to so many big shot bands and he's afraid to make a bad impression in front of them) while Captain Vinea for Honkai Impact 3rd is CONSTANTLY worrying about everyone on the crew whether it be from his friends, the gear, other workers, etc and since he's the Captain, he wants to make sure everyone is mentally and physically okay.