Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

Australians are wearing short-sleeved dresses, while in Japan it's the perfect season to wrap up in a coat!

Big Brother is reliable!

As Estend thought this, he opened the recording module on his micro-terminal, intending to input today's intelligence.

Several kilometers away, Samuel, still wearing that coat and scarf, with a communicator in one ear, gazed at a futuristic-looking base in the suburbs, which Earthlings called "Phoenix Nest."

"How is it? What can you see?" Estend's voice came from the communicator. Because it was a specially encrypted internal communication, there was basically no need to worry about being discovered.

Samuel used his superhuman eyesight to take in the entire interior of the Phoenix Nest.

...To be honest, he felt a little dizzy.

There are so many Earthlings that look almost identical, with one nose, two eyes, the same limbs, and similar skin tones. You can only vaguely tell whether they are male or female from their appearance—completely different from the "fantastic" monsters.

Much later, after becoming familiar with Earthling culture, he learned that his "dizziness" was called "face blindness".

Fortunately, his hearing, which is so good that he can hear the flapping of a fly's wings almost a hundred meters away, allows him to pick up a lot of information.

It took him a long time to reply: "The four most discussed topics are Ultraman, GUYS, monsters... the monster is called Gudon, and... Ikaruga Sadaharu retired and joined GUYS?"

"Gudon?" Estend actively filtered out the rest of the content: "Do you have any detailed information about the Ultra Warriors? What about the Earth Defense Force?"

"Yes, the Ultra Warriors, together with the two aircraft from GUYS, defeated Gudon. That Ultra Warrior used... a lightsaber."

The information was still too vague, Estend thought, but he didn't care. The reason he applied to come to Earth was not to actively prepare a plan to defeat the Ultra Warriors and occupy the planet.

But it was for another reason that he cared about very much.

As for Teacher Fangte, as long as we can get the job done, we can use the excuse of "being cautious" to avoid getting detailed information.

“Well done, Samuel,” Estend said. “Then let’s call it a day, come back and tidy up this house, and tomorrow we’ll go see other places.”

"Yes."

The third task is to follow the instructions of the guide.

Samuel straightened up, and the next second, he vanished into silver light particles.

Estend sat on the only sturdy stool in the room. He stood up, went outside, and saw light particles gathering into a human shape in front of him.

This was the house they found deep in a forest, likely a long-abandoned forest ranger's dwelling. It was completely buried in overgrown bushes, even the roof was covered in weeds. A tree had even driven half its roots into one wall, causing cracks to appear all over the wall near the tree. The rotten door collapsed to the ground when they tried to open it, only half a window frame remained, the iron bed frame hadn't collapsed yet but was badly rusted, and the table limped against the wall.

The only relatively intact spot in the room was the low stool where Estend had been sitting; they had tidied it up a bit, at least wiping away the dust.

“We’ll just cut down some trees,” Estend roughly planned. “It’s just a cabin to rest in, so it shouldn’t take much material. Let’s not let anyone see us. Also, catch a fish.”

Samuel's execution ability is beyond doubt. Before long, he carried a tree back, and to prevent the house from being noticed, he even ran a long way.

Estend frowned, suppressed his nausea, and prepared the fish, then started a small fire to grill it.

Samuel chopped a neat piece of wood behind him with a single chop.

The fish entrails, still reeking of blood, lay discarded to one side. Estend looked down at the flickering orange flames and drifted back into his routine:

daze.

The flames reminded him of the special cells on the 13th basement level of the research institute.

At that time, Samuel was still known as Fos-001.

Not long after Fos-001 was recovered, it always wanted to rebel against the control of the newly manufactured mechanical armor by the Equipment Department.

So they put him in this specially cast cell. After several failed attempts to write the instructions, Fang Te decided to erase all the original data and start over.

Eistend was the one who carried out the "purge".

Despite being in a cramped space with a metal frame, where everything felt cold, Fos-001 seemed to be burning with passion.

Flames were burning.

What a dazzling life of light!

Later, with the passage of time, the use of drugs, and the intervention of the mind, that dazzling light gradually dimmed, and finally it stopped struggling.

Thus, Samuel was born.

Estend found himself in a predicament once again when facing Pasifica.

Especially during the test, when Samuel twisted off the head of a monster in an extremely brutal manner.

Both are silver figures, but Samuel is completely different from Fos-001, which soars under the skies of Pasifica.

Fos-001's fighting style is clean and efficient, and his use of the lightsaber has an indescribable aesthetic beauty. Samuel, on the other hand, is like a beast, only liking to stab monsters in the head with his lightsaber, and if he can't stab them in, he'll kick them in. He also often relies on the defensive power of his mechanical armor to shoot beams right up to the monster's face.

Under Fang Te's deliberate indulgence and even inducement, his behavior towards his opponents became increasingly brutal. No one would believe that he was a giant of light.

The mechanical armor also served as a part of the control system. However, because Samuel's fighting style caused too much damage to his external equipment, the equipment department had no choice but to cancel the mechanical armor production plan and instead focus on strengthening the implanted control system.

Samuel's fighting style remained unchanged—which ironically honed his defensive abilities to be even better than Fos-001's.

However, the enhanced implanted control system was too ugly, according to Fang Te. The thing clung to Samuel like black vines or parasites, spreading all the way to his neck, leaving only his hands and head clean. Moreover, this black thing remained even after Samuel transformed into a human, so much so that he had to make Samuel wrap himself in a scarf.

The sight of the melted, torn asphalt-like substance crawling on his neck was quite striking.

Estend, who was once again appointed as the guide, grew tired of this life.

Torture a dazzling life form of light into a mission machine, then drive it to endlessly invade other beautiful planets in this ugly form, turning them into waste rocks covered in karmic fire.

If his parents knew he was doing this kind of thing, they'd probably keep him at home and not let him go out.

But apart from himself, everyone in the entire research institute was enjoying this kind of thing.

This is the Apo people's "ideal," the path to "eternal civilization."

His Majesty the Dark Emperor values ​​this "power".

Estend felt like an oddball, and he had considered quitting this shitty research job and going back to being a quiet planetary surveyor.

But he couldn't let go of Fos-001.

When did I start to care about that creature that resembled the cosmic police of the Land of Light?

When Fos-001 was sitting obediently on the 7th basement level, waiting in place with the cleaning robot?

When Fos-001 finally managed to control himself and stop causing him trouble?

While Fos-001 quietly waited by his side, accompanying him as he gazed at his home planet.

...when he finally stopped regarding his enemy and Fos-001 as the same kind of person?

When talking to Fos-001, you don't have to worry about your ideas being ridiculed or your daydreaming and homesickness being scolded.

"If only he really were like that," Estend thought more than once.

I wish this wasn't a "creation" developed by Professor Fang Te.

The teacher always thought that his stargazing was a waste of his life and that he should participate in more research instead; his classmates thought that his stargazing was because he was thinking about his cowardly parents, which showed that he also had the potential to be a coward. Shouldn't he distance himself from being a deserter?

But he had no intention of drawing a clear line.

Twenty-one years ago, before Samuel was born, Estend, who had just received his internship approval, visited Fos-001 in the underground cell.

Because he kept banging his head against the wall in an attempt to break the mechanical armor attached to his head, the restraints that the equipment department had originally given him some room to move were finally locked completely. Fos-001 used to look up when he saw Eistard, but now he can't even move his chin.

Only the creaking restraints proved that he was still struggling.

God knows how he managed to do it when he clearly had no light energy left.

At that moment, Estend thought: Fos-001, his "sidekick," his boring "iron lump"... friend, should be that ray of free light under the boundless sky.

He was curious about and fascinated by the vast and extraordinary plants on other planets, and he would be frustrated for a long time when the plants his parents brought back died.

Samuel was indeed depressed for a long time when he was born.

Although Samuel would not laugh at him, he would quietly wait by his side while he looked at the stars.

but……

From the moment he carried out his teacher's "reboot" decision, he became an accomplice in killing Fos-001.

The more Samuel resembled Fos-001 in everyday life, the more guilty he felt.

The less Samuel fought like Fos-001, the more he regretted it.

This guilt and regret finally overwhelmed Samuel after his first real-world test.

At that time, Professor Fond was arguing with the people from the 4th Research Institute because Samuel had almost completely destroyed all the monsters that the 4th Research Institute had generously provided for testing—so destroyed that it was better to rebuild them than to repair them.

It was a combat test, so when Estend gave the command "Destroy them," he added, "Don't..."

"Use light."

So Samuel used only his fists and feet to truly "eliminate" them in every sense of the word—if it weren't for Fang Te stopping him when he sensed the danger, the 4th Research Institute probably wouldn't have been able to recover even a single limb remnant.

After the test, Estend, no longer feeling nauseous from the sights on the test field, finally made up his mind.

He dared not speak it aloud, but could only look at Samuel, who was waiting in the wings, and silently make a promise.

A promise of redemption.

Years later, he finally got his chance and applied to bring Samuel, who had been assessed as "stable," to Earth.

Gathering intelligence was a pretext; the real purpose was to distance myself from those lunatics.

Forget about the rule that "to prevent being discovered by the Land of Light, communication will only occur once every 30 rotations of the Earth." Even if it means going to a place so dangerous that communication is impossible, it would actually be a good thing for Estend.

Upon arriving on Earth, he began to try to curb the ferocity that had been deliberately provoked in Samuel through dozens of tests by Fent—that destructive demeanor was not what he should be like.