The mirrors that reflect the world are broken, the ‘people’ inside the mirror are also broken, and their hearts are also broken.
The screams that no one can understand, the sorrow that no one listens to, and the pain that no one can understand, repeatedly torture the people who are still alive day and night.
The dead are gone, and the living bear all the pain.
When Chiba Makoto looked at these mirrors, the actor who only performed drumming movements from beginning to end raised his hands and placed them on the Noh noodles. Under Chiba Makoto's gaze, he took off the Noh noodles and exposed them.
The face at the back that has gone through many vicissitudes of life is full of stories.
"You are the dreamer Narumi."
Narumi Hiroshi didn't answer. Instead, he raised his right hand, thinking about the mirror next to him, and said in a tired-sounding voice: "Ultraman Tiga, can you see them now?" p>
Chiba Cheng turned his head and looked over, and then realized that his eyes had moved. He could turn his head, as if he had been given permission, and the mirror pointed to him showed images of Tiga and various monsters.
There are scenes of fierce fighting, but in every picture there are people affected by the fighting and suffered misfortune, one after another...
"Huge body, powerful strength, human beings are as weak as ants in front of you, and will not be noticed at all, but..." Narumi Hiroshi's outstretched right fist suddenly clenched, so hard that it almost pricked his nails.
After entering into the palm of his hand, deep sorrow and anger appeared on his face, and he shouted: "That's all we have!"
The broken mirror showed the living people kneeling among the ruins, crying bitterly at the homes and families they could not find.
The destroyed buildings and the casualties are counted as groups of numbers, but each one is a person's total.
Happiness, joy... all the good things in life, I thought they would last forever, but they were all lost in just an instant. From now on, I will never see the person I love again, and I will never hear his voice again. I just missed it.<
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Chiba Cheng lowered the victory sea gun in his hand and turned to look at the mirrors around him. All he could see was sadness and pain, and this was only what was seen, how much more could not be seen. "I..." Chiba Cheng said in a low voice: "I have tried my best."
"I know," Narumi Hiroshi also lowered his head, looked at the pile of 'miscellaneous items' on the table, and said, "So I chose other paths, just for... hope."
As the last syllable fell, the dozens of items on the table lit up, as colorful as a palette, and the brightness of the surrounding mirrors also increased greatly, and the faces of the painful people inside became distorted, as if
Like a cry, it then dispersed into various colors, floated out of the mirror, landed on the table, and blended into the dozens of materials, causing their brightness to increase.
"What do you want to do?" Chiba Cheng immediately stepped forward to stop him. Although he didn't know what he was doing, it was definitely not a good thing.
A smile appeared on Narumi Hiroshi's sad face, which looked like long-lost happiness, and he said: "I want my daughter to come back, to come back to me, so that our family can be reunited, and we can go together happily.
Facing the difficulties and obstacles in life."
"Your daughter..." Chiba Cheng thought of the misery in the mirror and contacted him. It was obvious that the dreamer's daughter had also suffered misfortune and was probably killed in a fierce battle, so he arranged this scene.
The performance allowed him, Ultraman Tiga, who was focused on dealing with the monsters and had no time to care about other people, to be able to see these people, these people who died in his battle with the monsters, extremely small and inconspicuous people.
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"Why are you coming back?" Narumi Hiroshi said with resentment: "If you don't come back, it will allow me to use the world as a stage to change everything. I am almost successful, and all tragedies will not happen."
If it happened, how happy it would be.
But you came back, why did you come back?
Your existence is superfluous to this world. Without you, there would be no monsters. It is your existence that attracts monsters. It is your appearance that wakes up monsters. As long as you are removed, this world will never happen again.
Unfortunately."
"Because of the existence of the police, criminals are constantly being caught. What a great logic." Chiba Cheng inserted the Victory Hypa gun into his waist, took out the magic stick, held it in his hand, and said: "But what if
Monsters no longer appear, and Ultraman doesn't need to fight anymore.
Yes, the monster is so ferocious that it is impossible to reason with it, let alone persuade it not to appear again, so you came to me to stop me from turning into Ultraman."
Narumi Hiroshi didn't answer, but just said to himself: "I just want my daughter, no matter who or what happens, as long as she can come back to me, everything... everything..."
The picture in the mirror has faded as the paint floats out, and finally disappears completely, leaving only the broken mirror surface, and the person pushing the mirror seems to be a deflated balloon, quickly shrinking, and finally only leaving
The next black robes with inverted pentagrams engraved on the inside fell to the ground, but there was nothing inside.
Narumi Hiroshi also slowly lowered his hands, placed them in the center of the pile of materials on the table, and muttered: "Add my heart, put it into my brain, use up my blood, use up my spirit, and still...
With my memory, everything, I give it to you..."
With Narumi Koya's laughter, various light-emitting materials on the table began to gather towards the middle, attached to Narumi Koya's hands, climbed up along the arms, and penetrated into the interior. p>
In the past, Hiroshi Narumi only used a few materials to send Chiba Makoto to other worlds, but now there are dozens of times more materials, and Hiroshi Narumi himself, this is all Hiroshi Narumi has.<
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I spent everything I had just to fight for the almost invisible possibility.
Seeing that Narumi Hiroshi was also covered by those unknown materials and began to emit distorted colorful light, Chiba Makoto also raised the divine light stick, placed it horizontally in front of him, and whispered: "Actually, I also hope,
Ultraman will not appear again, because that means there will be no more monsters."
A sigh.
When the divine light rod was opened, the golden light bloomed and enveloped Chiba Makoto inside, and the materials on the table were also mixed together. The twisted colorful colors expanded and swallowed up Narumi Hiroshi.
On the small stage, two rays of light were blooming, and rapidly expanding their range. They collided with each other in an instant, and fierce sparks burst out against each other. At the same time, they were still expanding in other three directions. In an instant,
It occupies the entire stage, but the strange thing is that it is still dark outside the stage and is not illuminated by the bright lights on the stage.