Rebirth: I am Ultraman Tiga

In the deep foggy forest created by the giant TV that looks like an endless abyss, time seems to be pulled by an invisible hand, becoming long and slow. This is a deep blue river bottom world. The river water is like a huge, cold blue gem, wrapping everything in it. Silence and mystery have become the only masters here.

Lin Feng's incarnation of Ultraman Tiga was swimming alone and resolutely under this dark blue. His huge and agile body drew arcs in the water, and every stroke was like a difficult fight against the cold river water. The surroundings were as quiet as the territory of death. The silence seemed to have substance, weighing heavily on people's hearts, making people feel fear involuntarily. Only the water flow, like the fingers of a ghost, gently brushed his body, making a subtle sound, as if whispering, and as if warning. And his heavy breathing kept echoing in this small and closed space at the bottom of the river, like a dull war drum, beating again and again, showing his tenacious vitality and unyielding will.

The cold river water was like a group of cunning and stubborn enemies. They seemed to know Lin Feng's eagerness to escape, so they tried even harder to trap him. The streams of water were like tough ropes, constantly pulling at his body, trying to stop him from moving forward. Every pull was accompanied by a biting cold, like countless ice needles piercing deep into his skin, reaching his bones. However, there was no sign of retreat in Lin Feng's eyes, as if there were two clusters of blazing flames burning in the depths of darkness, only a firm determination that stood firm like a towering mountain.

He knew his mission well. Whether as Lin Feng or as Ultraman Tiga, the guardian of justice, he would never allow himself to be trapped and die in this illusion. The voices of those who needed his protection kept echoing in his heart. Those voices were like bright stars, lighting the way forward for him in this dark blue darkness. So, he swung his arms vigorously, pouring all his strength into every stroke. His muscles were tense and his veins were bulging, as if he wanted to tear the river apart. His legs also swung rhythmically, like powerful propellers, pushing him forward steadily in this cold blue.

During this long swim, his thoughts occasionally drifted back to the time when he first stepped into this fantasy. At that time, he might not have expected to fall into such a difficult situation, but he never regretted his choice. Because he understood that only by bravely facing these unknown dangers and challenges could he truly protect the faith and hope in his heart. At this moment, his eyes were always firmly looking at the direction above his head where a faint light was faintly visible. That was his only exit and his hope to escape from this dark blue predicament and continue to fight. He was like a fearless warrior, bravely moving forward towards that ray of dawn at the bottom of this cold river, never giving up.

Light of hope

Time, in this dark and claustrophobic riverbed, is like a magic hourglass. The sand no longer flows, the pointer no longer moves, and all concepts about it become blurred. Lin Feng, the brave man trapped in the body of Ultraman Tiga, has struggled hard in this endless blue for too long, so long that he has forgotten the alternation of the sun, moon and stars in the outside world, so long that he can only rely on instinct and gradually fading will to continue to persevere.

He felt as if his body was being drained out. Every time he paddled his arms, it was like he was dragging a heavy burden. His strength was like the sand in an hourglass, slipping away irreversibly. The pain in his limbs was like the fangs of a devil, piercing deep into every inch of his muscles. The exhaustion surged towards him like a tide, trying to drown his last bit of clarity. In this underwater purgatory that seemed to be isolated from the world, his will, which was once as hard as steel, began to waver in the long-term torture and the predicament that seemed to have no end.

Deep in his heart, there was a faint voice whispering quietly, like the devil's temptation, or like the body's instinctive distress signal, suggesting that he give up this seemingly futile struggle. However, at the critical moment when the balance of will was about to tilt, a faint but extremely dazzling light, like a sharp sword, penetrated the layers of river water and reflected directly into his almost desperate eyes.

That light seemed so out of place in the endless darkness and blue, but it appeared in his sight as if it was destined. It seemed to be far away, like a lonely star twinkling in the depths of the universe, so weak that it seemed that a wave of water could swallow it. But for Lin Feng, it was more tempting than anything in the world, more dazzling than the most precious gem. It was like an angel waiting in the darkness, and finally at his most vulnerable moment, it stretched out the hand that symbolized salvation and hope to him.

In an instant, Lin Feng's eyes, which had been dimming, were rekindled with a fiery flame. This ray of light became his only beacon in this chaotic darkness. All his fatigue, confusion and hesitation disappeared at this moment. His movements, which had been gradually slowing down, instantly regained strength and rhythm. His arms were like powerful engines, paddling vigorously, and his legs swung more vigorously, pushing his huge body to rush towards the light like an arrow from a bow.

In his heart, he only had one belief at the moment: to grab that light and escape from this endless dark abyss. Even if the road ahead was still full of unknowns and dangers, even if it was just another trap, he had no choice but to never back down. Because that light was not only his way out of trouble, but also a symbol of his renewed hope and continued protection of justice and peace.

Lin Feng's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's, and he acted without hesitation. At this critical moment, he was like a warrior who was desperate. He gave his all and mobilized every bit of strength left in his body like awakening a sleeping beast. The power surged in his body, like a surging tide, rapidly shuttling along the blood vessels and meridians, and converging to his legs and arms.

He kicked the muddy and slippery ground at the bottom of the river with his legs. His leg muscles were like tight springs, releasing a powerful explosive force instantly, splashing large patches of muddy water. The force was so great that two deep pits were trampled in the mud at the bottom of the river, and the muddy water splashed around like fireworks. At the same time, his arms were like paddles endowed with life, paddling quickly and rhythmically in the air. Every time he paddled, he brought up a strong stream of water, which was like a smart dragon, winding around his arms and helping him move forward.

His body, at this moment, completely transformed into an extremely powerful cannonball, rushing straight towards the light with an indomitable momentum. In the water, he was like a blue lightning, cutting through the deep blue darkness. The surrounding river water was squeezed to the sides by his powerful momentum, forming turbulent whirlpools, as if cheering for his heroic act, but also as if fearing his tremendous power and avoiding him.

As the distance between him and the light gradually shortened, the light became stronger and stronger. At first, it flickered only faintly, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time. But at this moment, it was like a rising sun, shining brighter and brighter, reflecting the surrounding river water. The golden light sprinkled on Lin Feng's body, as if he was covered with a layer of sacred armor, giving him endless strength and courage.

As the light grew stronger, Lin Feng's heart was filled with increasing anticipation. That anticipation was like a blazing fire, burning fiercely in his chest. He seemed to have seen the moment when he would break through the illusion and return to the light, the smiles on the faces of those who were waiting for him to protect, and the world shrouded in evil would regain peace and tranquility. This anticipation made him forget his physical fatigue and pain, and made him speed up even faster, like a shooting star, rushing towards the other side of hope.

After swimming vigorously for what seemed like eternity, Lin Feng finally reached the crucial moment. His head was like a sharp spear, breaking through the water surface first, breaking the blue confinement. Then, his huge and majestic body, wrapped in thousands of water splashes, jumped out of the water like a dragon leaping out of the abyss.

His chest rose and fell violently, and he greedily breathed in the hard-earned fresh air. The fresh air was like a sweet spring, instantly rushing into his lungs, dispelling the depression and suffocation that had been accumulated in his body for a long time. At that moment, he seemed to have really broken free from all the constraints and regained his life, like a bird trapped in a cage for a long time, finally embracing the vast sky again.

However, fate always seems to like to play tricks on people. When he began to carefully examine the surroundings with his eyes that were slightly excited about regaining his freedom, his heart sank instantly like a stone falling into an ice cave. He was extremely shocked and frustrated to find that he was still deeply trapped in the world created by the weird giant TV and had not really escaped.

What made him even more desperate was that he did not turn back into the familiar human body as he had hoped. His body was still the tall and majestic appearance of Ultraman Tiga, which seemed particularly abrupt and isolated in this strange environment full of unknown dangers. At this moment, the eye-catching timer on his chest was flashing a dazzling red light, again and again, like a ruthless blade, cutting his heart again and again. It was a dangerous signal that the energy was about to run out, like the bell of the death countdown, echoing in this silent space, and every flash reminded him that there was not much time left.

A trace of panic and helplessness flashed in his eyes, but soon, the determined light took over again. He knew that he must not give up at this moment, even if there was little hope, even if there were endless difficulties and obstacles ahead. He began to pace quickly in this limited space, his eyes were sharp, trying to find any possible exit or energy source. His brain was working rapidly, recalling the battles he had experienced in the past and his understanding of this illusion, not missing any possible details.

Every step he took was accompanied by a dull sound from the metal floor, as if it was an outward manifestation of his inner anxiety and uneasiness. Sometimes he looked up at the huge TV screen that was flashing with strange light, trying to find some clues from it; sometimes he squatted down and carefully examined the circuit devices around him that were emitting faint light, hoping to find loopholes that could be exploited. However, everything seemed to be against him, and everything around him was still so mysterious, without any flaws revealed.

But Lin Feng was not discouraged. He clenched his fist, and the joints of his huge fist turned white due to the force. He secretly swore in his heart that no matter how much it cost, he must find a way to break through the difficulties, protect the justice and hope in his heart, and never let evil spread wantonly in this land.

Ultraman Tiga knew that he had to escape from this place as soon as possible, otherwise once his energy ran out, the consequences would be disastrous. He looked around, looking for a possible exit. The space inside the giant TV looked particularly strange, surrounded by circuits flashing with strange lights and various unknown mechanical devices, and from time to time some chaotic electric currents flashed.

He began to move cautiously, taking every step with extreme caution, fearing that he would trigger some unknown trap. As he walked, the metal floor beneath his feet made a clanging sound, which was particularly loud in this silent space. Suddenly, he felt a strong energy wave coming from the front, and he raised his head alertly and took a defensive posture.

At the source of the energy fluctuations, a huge energy barrier appeared, which looked indestructible. Ultraman Tiga took a deep breath, put his hands together in front of his chest, and began to gather his last energy, preparing to attack the barrier. His hands emitted a dazzling light, which became stronger and stronger, covering his entire body.

Then, he shouted loudly, and rushed towards the energy barrier like an angry lion. The moment he touched the barrier, there was a huge roar, and the collision of energy splashed countless sparks. Ultraman Tiga felt as if his body was hit by a huge force, and the pain was unbearable, but he did not give up and attacked again and again.

After several difficult attempts, he finally found a weak spot in the barrier. He concentrated all his strength and rushed towards the weak spot. This time, he successfully broke through the barrier, flew forward, and fell heavily to the ground.

He struggled to stand up, exhausted and with little energy left. Just as he was about to find the next exit, the screen of the giant TV suddenly flickered, and then Huang Hongsheng's evil figure appeared again.

Huang Hongsheng's sinister gaze was like a poisoned blade, nailing Ultraman Tiga. His face was distorted by anger, and his face, which originally exuded an evil spirit, now looked even more ferocious. The veins on his forehead were bulging, like a venomous snake crawling, ready to bite anyone at any time. His eyes were wide open, burning with rage, and that anger seemed to turn everything in front of him into ashes.

The reluctance surged violently in his chest like a surging tide. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a cold smile, and the vicious words squeezed out from between his teeth: "Damn it! This carefully designed illusion has consumed countless of my efforts and magic power, but you actually saw through it and let you escape by luck." His voice became hoarse and harsh due to anger, echoing in this empty space, carrying a creepy deterrent force.

He took a step forward, his black robe fluttering in the wind, like the wings of a demon baring its fangs and claws in the darkness. "But don't think you can rest easy, you so-called guardian of justice." He raised his finger and pointed at Ultraman Tiga, his finger trembling slightly due to the force, "This is only a temporary victory, just a little joke that fate played on me. Sooner or later, I will defeat you completely and make you kneel down and beg for mercy at my feet."

His eyes revealed a kind of madness and paranoia, as if he had seen the tragic scene of Ultraman Tiga being defeated by him. "I possess endless dark power, and this world will eventually be controlled by me. You are just a stumbling block on my way forward. I will drag you and those stupid humans into the endless dark abyss, and let you struggle and wail in despair."

Huang Hongsheng waved his arms while speaking, and the air around him seemed to be distorted by his anger. "Your light is just like a firefly in front of my darkness, and it is completely vulnerable. I will make you understand that there is only one outcome for those who go against me, and that is destruction." His laughter rang out in the space, and there was no trace of joy in that laughter, only full of malice and arrogance.

Ultraman Tiga stood there quietly, staring at Huang Hongsheng firmly, unmoved by his wild words. He knew that although the enemy in front of him was powerful and evil, his mission would never allow him to retreat. He silently accumulated strength in his heart, preparing for the upcoming more intense battle, because he believed that the light of justice would eventually penetrate the darkness and illuminate the whole world.

Ultraman Tiga looked at Huang Hongsheng with a determined and unyielding look in his eyes. He knew that the battle with Huang Hongsheng was far from over, and he had to recover his strength as soon as possible to prepare for the next challenge. Although he was in an extremely dangerous situation now, his faith in his heart never wavered. He believed that as long as there was hope and as long as he did not give up, he would be able to defeat evil and protect everything he cherished.

After a brief confrontation, the screen of the giant TV gradually dimmed, and the surroundings fell into silence again. Ultraman Tiga began to look for a way to restore energy in this limited space. He knew that time was running out and every second was crucial. He slowly moved forward along the internal passage of the giant TV, carefully observing everything around him, not missing any possible clues.