Giant of Light: I am the Old Ones

Chapter 2 The First Dead

Amanda only felt that she had a dream, in which a huge dark body was calling her.

Probably because I got dizzy from reading last night and was affected by those strange stories.It seems that in the dream, I saw the red ball of light in my mind turned into Ultraman.

"Amanda-san, you have to get out of here! The evil nearby is very powerful. When it wakes up, we don't have the ability to stop it."

Um?Was there someone talking in your head just now?
"Amanda! Listen clearly, that malice is called Gatano Zoya, the ruler of darkness, you have to get out of here, otherwise, we will die!"

Yes, there are voices in my head talking!

Amanda sat up immediately, looked at the book in her hand, and turned to the last page with the tentacle mark on it.

The difference from last night was that the tentacle mark had been torn apart, as if it had been done by himself.

That is to say, the golden finger that I dreamed about waking up, that giant of light, is real!
Unfortunately, 12 years in the past, the little knowledge in my mind has long been out of use and was invented in advance.

If she hadn't clearly realized that there was still a red ball of light in her head, Amanda would have felt that she really didn't have the benefits of a time traveler and no longer had a golden finger.

"Are you Ultraman? Can you tell me your name?"

Amanda asked tentatively, but the latter did not respond, as if waiting for something.

A moment later, under Amanda's expectant mood, the red ball of light turned into a giant body shining with white light, kneeling on one knee in the dim space of consciousness, looking down at Amanda's mind.

"My name is Omega, Ultraman Omega. Amanda, you have to get out of here. Soon, the malicious Gatan Nozoa will wake up and destroy everything nearby until it swallows enough lives and falls asleep again. We don't have the ability to grow in size now, so we can't defeat Gatannozoa. We have to find something in this world that can restore me to my original form."

The giant of light who calls himself Omega began to speak urgently, as if Gatannozoa, the ruler of darkness, was very dangerous.

In the memory of his past life, the monster in the tokusatsu TV series with the same name was named Gatanje.

According to interviews with the creative team, the prototype of this Gatanjae is one of the descendants of the old ruler Cthulhu in the Cthulhu mythology, Gatanno Zoya.

Wait, if the giant of light is really in his mind, isn't the ruler of darkness he said, Gatannozoa, a monster that looks like the final boss level, isn't it also true?

What the hell is this? If you don’t fight some monsters to get experience to upgrade yourself, you have to face the final boss right from the start?
"Can you tell me a specific time, Omega? There will be an institution called the Academy recruiting students early next year, and I can leave with them."

Amanda asked nervously, anticipating Omega's answer.

The latter was thoughtful, and then a hollow voice came:

"It's too late, Gatannozoa is already in the process of waking up. Its dark descendants have come to the land from the ocean and began to plunder life sacrifices for their ugly and terrifying masters."

As soon as Omega finished speaking, Amanda was awakened by the shouts outside the shed in reality.

When he came back to his senses, the figure of the giant of light in his brain had disappeared, leaving only one sentence:

"I have to hide myself from the Dark Familiar for the time being, and then it's up to you, Amanda!"

Hey, what is this thing called?
Amanda didn't have time to think too much and ran out following the voice calling him.

The person who was shouting was Andrew, the only fisherman in the town who still insisted on going out to sea. He was not only calling Amanda, but also calling the names of all the neighbors around him, calling them over.

After the factory entered the small town of Louisiana, most young people went to work in the factory.

Then after making money, he went to a nearby big city to work in a factory with higher pay.

The seafood caught by this small town is not very competitive in the market, because even the canned seafood is made in a special factory, which is more hygienic and safer.

Individual fishermen cannot sell much of the fish they catch, so they can only make ends meet.

According to his usual schedule, Andrew should be sorting out his fishing nets. Why did he come out so early and scream?

Amanda approached and asked tentatively: "Uncle Andrew, what happened?"

Andrew turned around when he heard Amanda's call. The sight on his face made Amanda feel frightened.

The wrinkled cheeks that have been blown by the sea wind all year round are covered with dark red blood that has not yet dried up, but there is no strange smell, or it should have been smelled long ago.

Andrew is still holding a file for grinding away the miscellaneous lines of the fishing net. There are some bright red blood stains on the tip of the file. With the background weather and the salty sea breeze blowing from the sea, this scene looks like an American horror movie no matter how you look at it .

"Ah, it's little Amanda. Come quickly to Sheriff Black. There was a little bastard who stole my fish and was scratched by me. But the bastard ran away, so we have to catch him."

Andrew's dry throat uttered hoarse sentences, and some crazy emotions were suppressed in his eyes, which made people feel something was wrong.

"You little bastard, steal my fish."

"Chop it into pieces, cut it into pieces, cut it into pieces—"

Andrew roared in a low voice, looking at Amanda with eyes that were getting more and more strange. In a daze, the blood that had not yet dried on his forehead seeped into his eyes.

"You deserve to die! You bastard! Spit out my fish!"

Andrew screamed strangely, raised the file in his hand, and rushed towards Amanda.

Amanda was almost frightened and froze in place, but fortunately her body instinctively backed away and hurriedly ran towards the exit of the shanty town, shouting for help, hoping that people would wake up quickly.

What script is this?How could such a good old man go crazy?
Isn't it just that some fish were stolen by others? The shells I picked up were also stolen by others several times, and it didn't necessarily cause other children to be in trouble.

But after all, he was only a 12-year-old child. After all, he ran away. Before he ran out of the shanty town, he was pushed to the ground by the muscular Andrew, who tightly held his thin shoulders, unable to breathe.

"Cut, chop into offal!"

Andrew growled, pressing the file in his hand to the back of Amanda's neck.

The strange dark red blood on his face that had not dried up flowed down, flowing forward along Amanda's hair, until it flowed into Amanda's eyes.

"Shia!"

A clear war cry came from his red throat, and a huge force surged out of Amanda's body. She broke away from Andrew's suppression, turned back, and held the blade of the file with her hand, regardless of the scratch on her palm. Broken, forcefully broke it back.

The tip of the file was pointed at the crazy Andrew's eyes. Amanda's hands trembled. Andrew's body roared and he hit his head.

Amanda let go of her hand hastily.

puff-

The file penetrated Andrew's head and emerged from the back of his head.

Blood stained Amanda's upper body, and the adult's body pressed against him, making it difficult for him to breathe.

(End of this chapter)