Land of Light Roundup: Starting with Meme Playing

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It just stood there quietly.

Max tried his best, but couldn't budge it an inch!

Max: What the hell is this?!

Seeing Max's antics on camera, the audience couldn't help but laugh. Max truly is a master of drama, amazing!

However, even the battle scenes only last for a fleeting moment.

next moment!

Hasunuma appeared in a bar.

The fluorescent tubes inside the bar flashed with bright, colorful lights, illuminating Hasunuma, who was sitting in the bar drinking. Hasunuma's expression was calm at the moment, but when he saw the woman sitting next to him, he suddenly lost his composure!

That woman is the woman who created the monster!

The woman leisurely sipped her drink.

Hasunuma began, "May I ask..."

“I met a woman who looks exactly like you in my dream. I thought I was still dreaming…” Hasunuma said.

The woman, however, turned her head with interest to look at Renzuma and asked with a smile, "Is that so..."

What did I do in your dream?

The camera zooms out to a bar counter opposite the two people, through which their conversation can be seen.

The bartender wiped the glass in his hands, listening quietly to the conversation between the two.

Bartender: Damn it, where did this old man come from? His way of picking up girls is so weird!!!

Renuma, however, didn't care about any of that. He even sat down next to the woman and said with a smile, "You're making a monster!"

"Monster?"

The woman turned her head with a smile, and the mirror on the glass reflected Hasunuma's constantly contorting face.

The audience shook their heads. Even they knew that Hasunuma was still dreaming, because a mirror could not possibly be so distorted!

What exactly does this woman want to do?

This was the question on everyone's mind, and with that question in mind, they continued watching!

"Please just listen to this and forget about it. I'm writing a TV script, but I haven't been having much luck with my writing lately..."

Hasunuma turned her head away shyly.

The woman, however, looked at the mirror and smiled, "Do you know the fable of the butterfly dream?"

"what?"

Hasunuma looked over in confusion.

"Zhuangzi dreamed that he had transformed into a butterfly, dancing joyfully. However, when he awoke, he found himself still the same Zhuangzi. Therefore, he wondered... whether he had dreamt of becoming a butterfly, or..."

"Did the butterfly dream of becoming Zhuangzi?"

As the woman speaks, a picture book depicting everyday life appears in the frame.

But after the story was told, the woman let out a sigh.

"Everyone in reality is either in a fantasy..."

As she spoke, the woman turned to look at Renzuma, and that unsettling, eerie smile returned to her lips.

The scene shifts to two beautiful butterflies dancing gracefully in front of the orange-yellow moon.

It seems to be foreshadowing something...

……

Monster manufacturing factory.

The woman's hand hovered above the ever-changing demon god, her face beaming with smiles.

As Renuma emerged from the side, dressed in a gold-brown suit, his face filled with shock, "Demon God..."

"Thank you... thanks to you, a fantastic monster is about to be born."

"In your dreams, besides butterflies, you can even turn into monsters!"

As the woman spoke, she turned her head, and the golden light, like the setting sun, shone on her face. A sneer reappeared on her lips, and Renma was startled, falling to the ground in shock as she watched all this.

now",;,,.……

Only then did Hasunuma realize that everything she had done seemed to have accomplished something extraordinary...

"Butterfly Dream... Demon God..."

Because he had a butterfly dream, he was tricked by a woman in the dream into writing about a monster like the Demon God...

But what exactly do women want to do?

Suddenly, he remembered what the woman had said to Kaito.

Do not……

Will not!

He wouldn't really want to...?!

"What an imaginative mind..."

Bathed in the light, the woman trembled with excitement as she spoke.

"In your dreams, you will transform into a monster, dancing like a butterfly, and destroy the real world!"

"Hahahahahahaha...!!!"

The woman's laughter echoed in Renuma's nightmare until Renuma awoke once more, the woman's voice still ringing in his ears.

"It was a dream..."

Hasuma felt a great weight lifted off his shoulders, as if he had temporarily escaped an endless nightmare.

The audience who witnessed this scene couldn't help but curse.

This is beyond the realm of dreams, isn't it? Who can have this dream multiple times in a row? There's clearly something wrong with it. As the writer of Ultraman Max, shouldn't you consider the problems behind this?

The audience shook their heads helplessly at Hasunuma's slow reaction. They couldn't understand why someone who could write scripts for a television station would be so slow to react, refusing to believe such a bizarre thing had happened...

I still think it's a dream!

At this time.

Hasunuma's inner thoughts fell silent, and the camera focused on the contents written in the notebook.

"Transforming into a monster, playing happily everywhere, fluttering like a butterfly, destroying the real world..."

Looking at this sentence, I recalled what the woman had said.

Did I really write this myself?

Did I write this copy before...?

Is this a script that can be broadcast on television?

Do not……

Hasunuma shook his head in realization.

"I must be tired, I must be..."

He suddenly stood up, and at that moment, Hasunuma inexplicably felt a sense of fear towards the notebook.