Ultra: I Swallowed the Light and Became Ultraman

[#Growth Department#cp#plug-in#Dark Department] Others travel through the Ultra World: Warrior of Light, Son of Destiny. I travel through the Ultra World: Beria's consumables, even fear is a luxury. The first lesson on the battlefield is not fighting, it is the blood of Beria tearing apart monsters with his bare hands. The second lesson is: Because of my cowardice, I killed the only comrade who was good to me. Now, I survive by devouring his power. They call me a hero, but every day I live is a betrayal of the souls of the dead. ... And that damn auditory hallucination that constantly prompts [favorability]. Is it proof that I am crazy, or is it my only damaged ability to perceive good intentions?