Light of the Old Days: Watcher of Tiga

Keywords Ultraman Tiga, time travel, Cthulhu When the last human beings lingered in the shadow of the old rulers, when "light" became the most dangerous concept in the world - a soul from another world became the only person who remembered the name "Ultraman Tiga". Yang Zixi came to this desperate world with an artifact that could be transformed into light, only to find that the people here were already afraid of any form of light. The pale blazing sun burns the soul, the bloody moonlight breeds madness, and forty years of trauma have made "hope" itself a taboo. And the "light converter" embedded in his right arm will attract more indescribable gazes every time it lights up. He must hide himself because the Order of the Secret wants to dissect this unknown power, the Order of the Dawn wants to defile this Symmetra, and even the ordinary survivors will drive away the Luminous - until the abyss worms tear apart the sanctuary, until the nurse undead demands pain as a ticket, until the gaze of the pale sun burns the sky. In a desperate situation, Yang Zixi finally raised the divine light stick. Light particles rushed out, but it was no longer the silver giant form he was familiar with - in this world with distorted cognition, Ultraman Tiga's power could only appear in the form of fragments: first the "bright armor" covering his whole body, and then the fifty-meter-high blurred projection. Each transformation consumed his precious human memory. But there is always someone who sees the light. A girl who lost her parents said that the light was "like the hot soup cooked by her mother"; the dying warrior's wounds healed in the light; the entire shelter witnessed the silver giant repelling the projection of the outer god and began to whisper the praises of the "warm and great god".