The Forgotten Adept: I Use Light to Reforge the Universe

【Intense angst + Nexus + dark tone + Ultraman derivative fanfiction】 “What you hold is not hope, but the final wishes of countless dead souls.” In the archives of the TLX-J Special Operations Group, this encrypted warning became the epitaph for three generations of hosts. When firefighter Kirishima Hayabusa found the Evolutionary Trust in the ruins of a fire, he thought it was salvation granted by a god. It wasn't until he saw the drifting remnants of the dead in the Meta Field that he understood: the so-called Giant of Light was nothing more than a glutton devouring every trace of its host's existence. He burned through his life protecting Chinatsu, a girl who had witnessed a Space Beast attack, only for it to earn him a cold verdict from TLT's upper ranks: “Host No. 7 confirmed dead in action. Initiate memory-wipe protocol.” In this war fueled by human lives, there are no heroes, only gamblers who face death head-on. “Will you be the match that lights the end of the world, or the spark that kindles a new one?” Hardcore battles: three-dimensional clashes between human-sized combatants, giant beasts, and collapsing space Pain and sweetness intertwined: three times saying “I'd die for you,” twice saying “You have to live on for me” Philosophical questions: When the savior becomes an experimental subject under observation, who defines the boundary between light and darkness? “We are not vessels for the light,” the boy smiled as he became stardust. “We are tombstones carved by darkness itself.” 【Multiple male and female leads + characters may be sacrificed + tearjerker + no harem + ensemble cast + passionate + tragic romance + sci-fi + dark fantasy】