Mystical Showdown: The Cell Games, Cheshire Cat, & The Quest for the Rainbow Wing Progressive Rock Type Beat

.Beyond the Rainbow Wing

"It was a foolish decision, doomed from the start. Come, let’s push on—our fate lies beyond the rainbow."  

Those were the last words Sensei spoke before the screen went black.

We sat in silence, the flickering glow of the projector now gone, leaving only the hum of the temple’s old circuitry and the scent of incense curling through the air. The movie—The Rainbow Wing Prophecy—was supposed to prepare us. But now, with no ending, no answers, and no way to rewind, we were left with only the legend.

They say from high above, a guardian watched over the many works of people and Pokémon. His wings shimmered with seven colors, each representing a virtue: courage, wisdom, kindness, wonder, memory, truth, and fate. But unbeknownst to them, the heart of evil—sealed long ago in the Hollow Library—had begun to stir, feeding on forgotten dreams and corrupted memories. Slowly, the rainbow wing lost its color, one hue at a time.

Sensei warned us: “You must see the movie before you embark. It’s not just a story—it’s a map.”

But now the map was gone.

We stepped outside into the twilight, where the sky bled violet and gold. The air shimmered strangely, like static between channels. I clutched the old book Sensei gave me—The Book of Clow. Its pages were blank, except for one line that pulsed faintly:

> If you were looking for the white rabbit, ask the Mad Hatter. He knows the true identity of Clow Reed.

I turned to my companions—Kai, who spoke in riddles; Mira, who could hear the thoughts of Pokémon; and Echo, who claimed he was born inside a VHS tape. None of us knew what we were doing. But we had to push on.

We followed the trail of fading colors, each step pulling us deeper into a world that felt half-remembered. The trees whispered in languages we didn’t speak. A Pikachu with glass eyes pointed us toward a carousel that spun without music. And above it all, the rainbow shimmered faintly—its red and blue gone, leaving only green, yellow, and a ghostly violet.

“Could we really be inside the book?” Mira asked.

Echo laughed. “We’re not inside the book. The book is inside us.”

Kai nodded solemnly. “And Clow Reed? He’s not a person. He’s a memory. A child who never grew up. A dream that refused to die.”

We reached the edge of the rainbow, where the last color—fate—flickered like a dying star. There, a door waited. Not a grand portal, but a simple wooden door with a brass knob and a sticker that read Property of Studio Madhouse.

I turned the knob.

Inside was the final scene of the movie. A boy with rainbow wings stood atop a tower, facing a shadow with no face. He whispered:

> “To restore the rainbow, you must remember what you forgot. Not what you lost—but what you chose to forget.”

And then the screen went black ag

ain.

But this time, we understood.

This is a beat i made with  Soundbites from Card Captors, Alice In Wonderland, Dragon Ball, Pokémon, Naruto, Howls Moving Castle , Castle In The Sky & Klonoa,       With Samples from  Jellyfish, Geneiss, Rush, Yes, Cymatics, Red Kross,

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