When Ultraman appears in reality, however:

My sins...

He looked back and saw countless mountains and seas of corpses.

Killing...

Someone is whispering.

Killing...

Blood and flesh were flying everywhere.

Killing...

Vaporized black shadow.

Or killing...

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The screams echoed, and the boy saw the boy.

He was struggling, his flesh and blood were rotting, and countless drops of rain seeped into his burnt skin.

poof...

There was a dull sound, and the boy fell into a river of scarlet blood. This strange river was made entirely of blood, and the strong smell of blood filled his nose, making him nauseous.

Looking up, there was a strange moon hanging in the dark sky. Even more terrifying was that there was a pair of huge eyes on the moon, from which a string of blood-red tears flowed, running down the entire surface.

"Ah!"

The boy let out a terrified scream and struggled desperately to get his head out of the water, his rapid breathing echoing in the air.

Why do you still insist on doing this?

A question sounded in the space, and blood flowed down the boy's sticky hair.

Yue Ji...your sins are appalling.

Yue Ji... Stop, please.

Where is your mind, Yue Ji? !

Are you fucking crazy?

But you are not a normal person.

You still don’t know that there are things you can’t do.

I am not you, Yue Ji!

Go with your plan.

Stop it, Yue Ji, don’t do this anymore!

I am no longer your friend!

Why are you still yelling here, you orphan dog?

You killed tens of millions of people...

“Uh ...

A throat-tearing roar interrupted the sound coming from this space.

"Fuck it... Fuck it... Stop talking..."

The boy covered his face with his bloody hands and said, "I won't."

The smell of blood and corpses entered his nostrils, and a burst of extremely sad music seemed to reach his ears.

"I won't stop for the life of me!!!"

He suddenly grabbed the skull in the river of blood and threw it towards the mountain of corpses in the distance.

"Do you understand? I won't stop! I will keep moving forward. The successor is gone, but I won't fall! From the moment I become Ultraman! That is my curse!"

The boy continued to yell, he roared, he was angry.

"If even this isn't part of my dream, if even this is just a part of the pain in my life, then come on! Is this suffering?! Is this fate! I don't even want to hold on! Fuck you!"

He pounded his fists again into the river of blood that was up to his knees.

"But... no one can inherit... Light won't let me die like this now, but... it really hurts... it really hurts... what is the meaning that Light has given me? If it's just to make up for that childhood dream, why does it make me feel so suffocated?"

He raised the question, and tears of blood condensed on his sorrowful face.

"Answer me! Are you trying to bring my already miserable life to a quick end? If you tell me my fate, my destiny will surely be full of suffering! Then what does this power represent!"

With the final roar, countless mountains of corpses suddenly collapsed, countless flames suddenly rose, and patterns of skulls kept floating in the river of blood.

"I know this is not a responsibility, because I am a human being, so I have to do my best... How much meaning can my rotten life be worth... I understand, I understand that this road must be lonely, but I really..."

The boy's expression became painful. He wanted to cry, but it was meaningless...

"If there is someone who cares about me...if people can see the truth...if there is still a glimmer of hope on this road."

No tears came out, but the expression was far more painful than crying.

"What on earth is the point of this!"

The boy shouted out these words with all his strength, and the sound echoed in the air for a long time. In addition to the distant sad music, it seemed to be telling the tragedy of this land. It was the devil's song, and it was also the song of nightmares.

The boy looked at his reflection in the river of blood, where his own image should have been.

But he couldn't see anything...

Ah... do I just look like a skull?

He thought so, but his body became more and more tired.

"So...tired."

The young man murmured slowly, and with a "plop", he fell on his back, and his body hit the river of blood heavily.

The blood river was like a scarlet mirror, reflecting the huge weeping blood moon. Only then did he realize that the center of the moon was hollow, and this weeping moon also covered the entire sky. If he was on a planet, the moon would probably be dozens of times larger than here.

The moon stared at the boy with its blood-red eyes like a cartoon character, watching him. It was like an inexplicable nightmare, or a compassionate observation.

The boy's body slowly sank, getting deeper and deeper, and was gradually submerged in this shallow blood area. His clothes were soaked in blood, sticking tightly to his body, outlining a sculpted outline.

As his body sank, the boy's vision gradually blurred, and all that was left was a dark red world. The bloody smell filled the air, making people feel suffocated and terrified.

It's not a punishment for yourself...

He is not Himeya Jun.

There is no need to fight like Qian Shulian without hesitation...

Because his life remains.

This light should have meaning... right?

But he couldn't find it. In this nightmare, there was only endless sorrow.

……

"Oh...oh..."

"What happened to Yue Ji? Why does he keep shaking his head? He looks like he's in pain. What's going on?!"

"You guys take care of it, I'll go to the front desk to call the nurse!"

……

I don't understand, but I really want to have a good sleep.

How long has it been since I had a good rest?

Enemies will appear at any time and the wounds will continue to increase.

When was the last time you experienced a healthy body? When was the last time you had a good meal, washed yourself comfortably, and had a good night's sleep?

I hope... I don't have to worry about not being able to sleep because of pain, not being able to take a shower because of festering wounds, or being exhausted from fighting.

I am so tired……

I really just want to... have a good sleep without any worries. I want to go back to that summer vacation, the good old days when the air conditioner was on, I could play online games with friends and drink Coke.

Can you please let me relax for a moment?

I want to see how many days I haven't logged into my game account. I want to see how my friends are doing. I want to see... I also want to see...

I want to relax my tense mind.

Even if it's just for a moment...