I Snatched the Spark Lens from the Start and Became Dark Tiga

[Scheming Protagonist] [Multiple Female Leads] [Ultraman Fanfiction] [No System] The Divine Light Rod didn't recognize him. It only lent him a little light because he was out of options. Sun Xiaochuan had been transmigrated for five years: no System, no golden finger, not even a clean identity. He worked as the cheapest temp at GUTS, with pay that depended on their mood and all the dirty work dumped on him. On that night at the Akita ruins, Tiga was exhausted and Daigu was unconscious before him. He burned both hands as he snatched the Divine Light Rod from the light's true master's grasp. Only then did he learn... When light falls into a black heart, it turns black. The moment Dark Tiga appeared, his timer was already red. The Self-Defense Force called him a negative-spectrum target. Monsters called him a nightmare. The guardian from thirty million years ago had only two words for him: Light Thief. “Light can be borrowed. Darkness is my own.” “Great. That saves me the trouble of returning it.” He thought stealing it had given him a chance to turn his life around. No one told him that the darkness covering him was devouring who he used to be, one bite at a time. And no one told him that someone had kept his feelings close to their heart for five whole years.