When Ultraman appears in reality, however:

Nexus stood firmly in the center of the battlefield, listening to He Ye's response, but he simply clenched his fists to maintain his stance.

"At least saving people is the right thing to do, not hurting them!"

"Too naive."

He Ye was in no mood to respond, nor did he want to discuss these meaningless topics with the person opposite him.

Before the other person could finish speaking, another heavy punch came flying at him.

boom! ! !

The terrifying blow sent Nexus's body flying backward, and as the building shattered, Qin Haoyu's internal organs also suffered severe damage.

"Cough cough!!"

Nexus coughed up a mouthful of blood and struggled to his feet. Behind him stood the unhurried Dark Mephisto, who seemed to have grown tired of the battle and quickened his pace of attack.

boom! ! !

The black giant vanished instantly, delivering a final, devastating blow to Nexus.

Boom!!!

The kinetic energy from the Arcane instantly shattered half the city. Beneath the battlefield built of countless lives and bloodshed, Crane awaited his opponent's continued evolution.

……

Yueji could hear their conversation.

But he didn't have anything to say about it; these things were no longer important to him.

There's always been a void in my heart; this sorrow can never fill the void of wanting to leave this world.

On the lawn, a mass of alien beast tissue was still struggling to solidify and recombine.

It made a trembling sound, as if trying to ask Yueji, who was weak beside it.

"You...have no goal...what...are you after...you're about to die..."

Seemingly waiting for Moon's Silence's attack, it chose not to make a sound. The rotting chunks of flesh continued to merge together, gradually forming the original shape of Pedron.

But unexpectedly, Yueji did not attack it.

"Compared to that guy He Ye, you alien beasts understand me better... or rather, you are the only beings in this world who truly understand me."

Unbeknownst to her, Yueji's speech had slowed down considerably; her body was already nearing its limit, and even speaking was a manifestation of her pain.

"Right now, I can even destroy the worldview of every work indefinitely, whether it's through the upper-level narrative or through the annihilation of flesh and blood that I unleash."

So what if I sever my entire worldview... So what if I possess the Ultra Spirit... Violence cannot solve the fundamental problem. Even if I now possess power beyond reason, combining flesh and blood with the Noah's origin, none of this will end..."

"What do you mean……"

Listening to the words of the fleshy ball, Yueji gave his own answer.

"Stories always seem to have a beginning and an end, and the source of suffering always seems to be a specific boss. As long as a specific enemy is defeated, the universe can return to peace and to that beautiful moment."

But reality is not like that... Does that mean that if I kill all the alien beasts, my life will be perfect and happy?

People always talk about the Ultraman spirit, or the unwavering hope and bonds, but... those are just emotions and ideas expressed in a good work. If all the suffering could be compressed into two years, and I could become Ultraman...

So, is this life worthwhile?

The ball of flesh on the ground gradually coalesced into half a body of Pedron. It did not choose to attack Yueji, but simply listened quietly to him finish speaking.

Since it can't kill Yueji now, it might as well just listen.

“I understand what you mean,” the alien beast resonated deeply. “Your suffering did not originate from us. Ultraman in movies and TV shows always simplifies disasters by attributing them to a specific social problem or a personified monster—”

Its antennae swayed gently in the rain:

"Either portraying the monster as the embodiment of disaster, or implying that defeating the monster will bring about a happy ending. It's all just a way to better develop the characters and give the story a clear conclusion. It's as if the death of the monster will guarantee humanity's eternal happiness."

Pedrone and Yue Ji looked up at the sky, feeling the so-called torrential rain.

The moon had long since fallen silent, long before its light was born.

No one realizes it, and it's hard to realize it.

This is reality. Can the most fundamental pain in the heart of an old soldier who is determined to die be solved by giving him the power of Ultraman?

Pedrone continued his narration.

"I can feel it, I can feel that the so-called beautiful things—kindness, gentleness, thoughtfulness, understanding, tolerance, courage... these are the beautiful essence of humanity, and they seem to be slowly fading away."

It's absurd that such a massive horrific event occurs, yet only one person takes responsibility. But what's even more absurd is that only you can bear this heavy responsibility.

The most painful things befell those who deserved the most happiness, and he bore it all, like many forgotten or even unrecorded figures in history, enduring extreme suffering yet radiating the brilliance of humanity, performing the most heroic deeds.

Pedron's tentacles trembled slightly in the rain, as if sensing truths beyond human comprehension. "An ancient Greek philosopher once said: 'True wisdom lies in recognizing that one knows nothing.' Moonlit Night, you now stand on the edge of such cognition—you see all appearances clearly, yet are powerless to grasp the essence."

You can't change human nature, nor can you escape the shadows yourself. Faced with an inevitable death, you are powerless. Isn't that the cruelest thing?

"Maybe so."

Yueji responded calmly, stroking his wounds and murmuring to himself.

“From the very beginning, I have had no enemies. I have never had any real enemies. You are just a thing, just a thing that is a threat to humanity.”

But you are not my enemies, you have never been enemies in my life... You have never been the cause of all this.

After saying that, he slowly took out the Evolution Trustee from his pocket.

The evolved believer, shrouded in blood, was currently held in Yueji's hand.

"The reason I rely on this kind of thing is because I am too naive, too weak, and too eager... The real Ultraman, the real Ultraman spirit, does not need these so-called superficial things."

So... I never have any enemies. I face my life, my existence, not any specific monster or enemy.

I haven't defeated it yet, I haven't won...

Facing the macrocosm is what I, as Ultraman and as a human being, can do; facing myself… I haven't won even once.

The alien beast understood what he meant.

This is very simple, so there's no need to interpret it or understand it further.

Warriors, believers in evolution, and that heavy mission.

The moonlit walk in the rain and the black coat were just appearances; what they truly expressed was never like that.

He never got over Yueji's defeat.