Torekia, who had perished at the hands of Renga, unexpectedly found himself reborn, returning to the days before he had ever left the Land of Light. This time, he would seize the true power of the cha
"What is this...?"
On the bustling streets of the Land of Light, Tregear stared at his hands in disbelief, as if he were trapped in the most absurd dream the world could conjure.
But I... I was clearly destroyed by Regulos...
What... is going on here...
His eyes clouded with confusion, but the weak energy within him and the vibrant flow of life before him all screamed the same truth—this was no dream.
He had truly returned to the past.
Returned... to the Land of Light!
A low chuckle escaped his lips, swelling into uncontrollable, sinister laughter—dark and unsettling—drawing curious glances from passing Ultramen. Tregear paid no heed to their wary eyes, his laughter growing more twisted, more maniacal.
"Tregear, why are you standing here giggling like an idiot?!"
A familiar voice suddenly cut through his delirium. Tregear turned and saw Taro descend from above.
The face, the voice, the aura—everything was achingly familiar.
"So it's you, Taro. Long time no see," Tregear replied, his head tilted, an odd tone lurking behind his ostensibly casual greeting.
Taro seemed oblivious to Tregear's strange demeanor. He stepped forward, pride ringing in his voice: "Tregear, did you know? I completed the mission of the Messenger of Light!"
"I'm now a fully qualified Ultra Warrior!" Taro's face shone with a broad smile, his words trembling with excitement.
It was only natural; to become a true Ultra Warrior was every Ultraman's