I, Tiga, Am Thirty Million Years Old

You think you’ve seen Tiga?

No. You haven’t.

What you’ve seen is Daigo becoming Tiga. But you’ve never seen this: inside Tiga’s body lives a soul that has slept for three thousand years.

I am the real Tiga. The ruler of the age of darkness, the destroyer of an ancient civilization, the traitor who betrayed everything and became light.

Thirty million years later, I awoke. Golza came. Melba came. A young man named Daigo became my human host.

He thinks he’s an Ultraman. What he doesn’t know is that he’s just a student. And I’ll use thirty million years of combat experience to teach him, turning a hothead who only knows how to throw punches into a warrior who truly understands tactics.

Tiga has forty-six abilities. He’s only ever used three.

I’ll teach him all of them.

But my past has caught up with me, too. Camearra, the woman I loved and betrayed thirty million years ago, has returned, consumed by hatred.

She says, “This time, I won’t let you escape.”

Gatanothor watches from the darkness, and humanity’s fate hangs by a thread.

I will fight. I will protect. I will ask Camearra whether thirty million years of waiting were worth it.

This is more than a story about an Ultraman fighting monsters.

It’s a story of thirty million years of loneliness. Of a traitor seeking atonement. Of an ancient light learning to love again.

Tiga’s story.

My story.

Turn to the first page. I promise, you’ve never seen a Tiga like this.