We asked you to make tokusatsu films, and you actually became Ultraman?

There was no light, no sound, not even a breath of wind.

A thick, tangible despair enveloped him, as if his entire body had been completely submerged in cold, sticky mud. His limbs were so heavy that he could not move. Every slight struggle only resulted in being tightly bound by the deeper darkness. A suffocating sense of powerlessness spread through every inch of his body.

He couldn't tell up from down, couldn't discern directions, and could only let the deathly darkness envelop him layer by layer, as if it wanted to completely swallow and crush his consciousness.

Just as despair was about to completely engulf him, a faint starlight suddenly appeared in the depths of darkness.

The light was small and thin, teetering on the brink of collapse in the boundless darkness, yet it was the only bright spot in this deathly silence.

Almost instinctively, Yun Yu reached out her hand towards that glimmer of light.

But the thick darkness clung tightly to his limbs, like countless cold hands dragging his body, trying to pull him back into the abyss.

But his determination to pursue the light was unwavering. He gritted his teeth, broke through the shackles of darkness, and slowly moved closer to that glimmer of starlight.

Finally, he grasped that glimmer of light firmly.

The moment the palm touched the starlight, a gentle yet resilient power suddenly erupted, and the surrounding darkness receded rapidly like a tide.

Yun Yu's chaotic consciousness jolted, and she gradually regained consciousness.

The expected soft touch of the bed did not materialize; instead, he felt the cold, rough texture of the wall behind him, carrying the chill of old bricks. He was leaning against the wall of a deep, narrow alley, with a cement floor covered in gravel beneath him.

The alley was quiet and still, but the clear sounds of children playing and laughing could be heard from outside the alley entrance, mixed with the unique hustle and bustle of the city.

A vibrant sense of human presence flowed in from the alley entrance, completely dispelling the lingering darkness and chill.

Her mind was still foggy and confused, as if shrouded in a thick fog. Yun Yu leaned against the wall and slowly got up with difficulty. Her legs were still a little weak. She staggered toward the light outside the alley.

The moment he stepped out of the alley, the blinding afternoon sun suddenly poured down, enveloping his entire body. The sunlight fell on his chest, and the Sylvia star disk refracted tiny reflections. The warm touch dispelled the last trace of chill lingering in the darkness, and his muddled mind finally cleared completely.

Fragmented memories from before I fell into a coma flooded my mind intermittently.

The furious roar of King Orb, the scorching heat of the burning beam, the critical pause, and that figure in white clothes and red shoes.

"Correcting the world line."

The five words, both vague and clear, echoed repeatedly in my mind.

He was absolutely certain that it was the little girl mother, the embodiment of Earth's will, who had shielded him from the fatal blow at the critical moment.

But how exactly did that little girl mother, whose speech was seemingly restricted, manage to stop King Orb's attack?

Countless questions swirled in my mind, and just as my thoughts were in turmoil, I heard the sound of several childish footsteps approaching.

Several children dressed in 1990s Japanese-style school uniforms were playing at the alley entrance when they noticed Yunyu standing alone at the alley entrance, looking dazed.

A slightly bolder little boy curiously approached, tilting his head up with worried eyes: "Uncle, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yun Yu was slightly taken aback, a warm feeling welling up in his heart. He slowly squatted down, a gentle smile on his face, his voice hoarse from just waking up: "Thank you, little friend. I'm fine, I just accidentally fell."

After saying that, he gently patted the little boy's head, then slowly straightened up and looked towards the bustling street not far away.

Behind me, I heard children chattering quietly, "What a strange old man..."

Little friend, although I admit you mean well, I really hope you won't call me uncle. I'm only 20 years old, I'm not old at all.

  

Yun Yu didn't turn around, but followed the bustling crowd and walked slowly towards the lively urban area.

The scene is reminiscent of Japanese cities in the 1990s: the streets are not wide, and the low-rise residential buildings on both sides are staggered and bear the marks of time.

The old-fashioned shops lining the street are lined up one after another, their glass windows are polished to a shine, and their retro signs gleam with a warm yellow luster in the sunlight.

The shop windows and shelves of convenience stores along the street are filled with a dazzling array of Ultraman toys.

The soft vinyl figures of Tiga, Dyna, and Gaia, along with transformation device models and fighter jet figurines, are layered on top of each other. Their vibrant colors are particularly eye-catching in the sunlight, and stickers and merchandise bearing posters of the Heisei Three Heroes can be seen everywhere.

Looking at the poster of the Star Warriors, along with the red light and the arrival of King Orb, Yun Yu instantly understood where she was.

He may have arrived on the set of "Gaia: The Great Battle of Time".

The world line he wanted to correct was the so-called "Gaia: The Great Battle of Time and Space" world line. Due to the collapse of this world line, the world he traveled to was facing destruction.

The long-standing question has finally been answered, but Yun Yu still doesn't understand why this world line would collapse.

Could it be because the three hooligans couldn't beat King Orb?

That's impossible. These three can get the title and team attribute bonuses, so they shouldn't have been able to beat Orb and King of the Rift.

Unable to understand, Yun Yu decided to first find Xin Xingmian, the other protagonist of this world, but how could she possibly find someone by walking alone?

We can only rely on what we remember to go to the abandoned warehouse and see if there are any traces.

If he's teleported to this world, he'll probably be teleported to a place relatively close to the main storyline.

Meanwhile, three teenagers stood in the center of the warehouse, each holding a crimson ball that emitted an eerie glow in their palms.

Inside the warehouse, the Ultraman Gaia graffiti that was originally drawn on the floor had been rubbed so badly by the three men with the soles of their shoes that it was completely obliterated, leaving only blurry lines.

"That kid, Xiao Mian, how old is he and he's still watching Ultraman? Isn't he ashamed?" Hiroshi Kashimada sneered, his tone full of disdain.

The chubby boy, Xiaoshan Heng, kicked the cardboard box on the ground and said nonchalantly, "This is his secret base for hiding treasures? It's nothing special."

"However... this red ball is quite beautiful." Kohei Nakahara stared intently at the red ball in the center of the warehouse, as if something was attracting him.

As soon as he finished speaking, the warehouse door was gently pushed open, and Xin Xingmian ran in breathlessly, but the scene in front of him made him freeze instantly.

His carefully maintained secret base was ransacked, Gaia's graffiti was scratched, and the red ball he had just discovered was surrounded by three people.

Anger surged within him instantly, and he clenched his fists, ready to lash out. But when the three of them, including Kashimada Hiroshi, turned to look at him, his courage vanished as if doused with cold water. He could only stand there speechlessly, unable to utter a single question.

Seeing this, the three men's mocking expressions deepened, and they swaggered over. Kashimada Hiroshi hooked his arm around Komen's shoulder, his tone carrying undisguised threat: "Hey, Komen, this red ball looks pretty interesting. Want to borrow it for a few days? No problem, right?"

"Yeah, you won't use it anyway," Xiaoshan chimed in.

Kohei Nakahara chimed in, "Don't be so stingy!"

Xiao Mian opened her mouth, wanting to say "no," but seeing the three men's malicious eyes, the words turned into a weak nod.

Seeing that he acquiesced, the three ignored him and walked out of the warehouse with the red ball in their hands, leaving behind a mess and a dejected Xiao Mian.

Standing in the corner of the warehouse, Nanase Risa watched their departing figures, her eyes filled with a heaviness beyond her years, and she murmured softly, "Destruction has come."