Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

The fire is burning.

Cities built by thriving civilizations are being destroyed, and monsters with insect wings are spitting blood-red balls from the sky, turning everything to pieces.

That was an era so far away from now that the mountains were weathered.

People howled in death because of fear.

But all of this was eventually devoured by the red lotus fire like a burning scroll, and then spread by the slimy black mist.

......

Dagu woke up from a nightmare, his body covered in cold sweat.

The night was very quiet, without any sound. I raised my head slightly and saw only the numbers on the alarm clock beside the bed still glowing.

Dagu wanted to fall asleep again, but failed. The dream seemed to be particularly clear. It did not turn into fragments after waking up like an ordinary dream. On the contrary, when he closed his eyes, he could see the destroyed city.

The scene is so lifelike that it almost gives the impression of some kind of sculpture.

He stood up and silently took off his clothes. He took off his shirt, revealing his not strong but very refined body. Then he walked into the bathroom wearing only his underwear. He raised his feet in the bathroom, took off all his clothes, and turned on the hot water.

Wow.

Hot water gushed out from the shower head, and his body trembled due to the sudden stimulation. As the temperature slowly permeated his whole body, he could feel his body gradually warming up, and the cold sweat was washed away.

Dagu pressed his forehead against the wall, letting the coldness touch his skin. Only then did he feel his brain becoming clear.

He didn’t know if it was because he had just woken up, but the ordinary hot water gave him a steaming feeling, making his head dizzy and almost like he had low blood sugar and couldn’t think accurately.

Dagu did not wipe his body. He supported himself on the wall with his hands and put his forehead against it, allowing the water to wash over his body unimpeded. Little by little, his blood became warm, and the temperature that penetrated his skull made him more awake.

"Why... do I have this uneasy feeling deep down in my heart?"

Dagu talked to himself;

Can you save the dying earth?

I've been working out really hard to become a superman, but you, you haven't made any effort at all.

You are a special person, but I am the same as you. You are just lucky. This is probably the reason why you can transform into a giant.

Without light, humanity will be swallowed by darkness.

"What did that person mean by that..."

Da Gu investigated that person after he came back.

Although it took some effort, it was eventually found out, because the other party was arrested immediately.

The president of a high-tech enterprise, a talented, young, almost brilliant character, is a man named Masaki Keigo.

This result surprised Dagu. He almost determined that the other party was not a pure human. Not only did he have the ability to control mechanical monsters, but he also seemed to have a deep understanding of the giants, which did not seem like something that humans could know.

The other party's actions of manipulating mechanical monsters to cause damage, as well as contacting Dr. Tango to escape, are both punishable by severe penalties.

However, after his arrest, Keigo Masaki was in a confusing state.

——In a nutshell, Masaki Keigo seems to be completely crazy.

At first, law enforcement officers believed that Keigo Masaki was pretending to be crazy in order to avoid criminal responsibility. Due to the crimes he committed and their importance, it seemed that the relevant personnel spent a lot of effort trying to prove that Keigo Masaki was mentally normal, but in the end they recognized Keigo Masaki's mental state.

He is now under special detention in a mental hospital.

This mental hospital is very special. If anyone wants to visit it, they must have relevant connections and check their names with the name of the person they are meeting. It was also with the captain's help that Daigu was able to meet with Keigo Masaki.

On that date, Da Gu drove for three hours, drove up the mountain on the weekend, registered at the guard's desk, and drove into the green forest, where the sanatorium was located.

Needless to say, it is a very upscale and breathtaking place. Although the buildings do not look very old, they are very neat and beautiful, and one can see the exquisite and thoughtful details. The walls and other structures show that its structure is also very tight.

He walked into the unfamiliar house and checked the person again with the doctor in a white coat. Although the other party was a doctor, Dagu could tell from the curves of his body under the white coat that he seemed to have undergone corresponding military training.

After completing the relevant procedures again, he finally met Keigo Masaki in the ward.

The structure of the ward looks quite special. The walls are obviously specially treated soft walls to prevent impact. There are few decorations. Although it is treated with warm colors, it still makes people feel that the ward itself is inhuman. There is a round clock in a very high position.

How long had it been since they last met? Daigu couldn't remember, because what he remembered most clearly was the way Masaki Keigo posed in a fighting posture to provoke him, and the way he ripped off his clothes to show off and emphasized his muscles in a somewhat crazy way. When they met this time, he almost thought he had found the wrong person.

His hair seemed to have never been taken care of. His once shiny and confident face had become almost completely thinner, with sunken eye sockets. The confidence and light hidden in them seemed to have disappeared, and his body had become visibly weak under the clothing.

When Dagu went in, he stared blankly at the nondescript wall in front of him. What was even more unbelievable was that he had white hair on his temples.

Da Gu observed that he seemed to be afraid of the cold and his shoulders were slightly shrinking or trembling.

This scene made Daigu silent. He was stunned for several seconds before he took a step forward, sat down on the soft seat next to Masaki Keigo's bed, and slowly asked, using silence to compose his words.

The meeting was allowed to be conducted without surveillance by absolutely safe people. As a member of the Victory Team, Da Gu had this authority, but he still carefully used various suggestive words to describe what he wanted to express.

Masaki Keigo only responded with silence, or rather, indifference.

It is obvious how arrogant and contemptuous of life Masaki Keigo was before, but looking at Masaki Keigo's appearance now, Daigu can't treat him as an enemy.

The first thing Daigu mentioned was why Keigo Masaki knew so much, and he also mentioned what the purpose was and why he did this.

Finally, he talked about a dream he was having recently.

That dream - if I must say it, it didn't appear after I came into contact with Keigo Masaki, but it slowly appeared a long time after I closed the gate to hell on the Kirieloid people. It was fragmentary at first, and then slowly, it became complete at a speed that was almost imperceptible.

However, Masaki Keigo did not respond to his questions at all. He kept shaking as if he was dead or afraid of something, and Daigu could feel almost nothing from him.

Dagu was completely free that day, so he waited quietly, almost as if he was testing his patience. Time passed by on the round clock in the room like water droplets on the glass.

The meeting time was getting closer and closer, and there was only silence in the room.

Masaki Keigo suddenly screamed, covered his shoulder in pain and shrank into the bed. He looked so violent as if he was having an attack of some kind of illness. Daigu was shocked and pressed the small call button on the bedside cabinet as he was told. The button was quite out of proportion to the whole room and looked like it was specially prepared for Masaki Keigo.

Keigo Masaki was almost like a mentally ill child, screaming in pain and twisting his body under the quilt.