Ultraman Mebius: The Forgotten Principality

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HEYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOO GUYSSS!!

04th August has arrived!!

Today is a special day for Author! So of course Author needs to up a new chapter!

Although it is not a mass release, Author hope you will enjoy reading the new chapter~

Ultraman is owned by Tsuburaya

"Be gone": Talking

'You got to be kidding me...' : thinking

Enjoy!!

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By the time they finish exploring Warehouse Weapon (WW) for Z's sake, Plasma Spark is already dimmed, and greenish street lights start taking over. The lamps did give off a different vibe than the one he saw on Earth. Mebius finds it intriguing that even lights give off a different feeling. It was a sight to behold for those newcomers, and it never ceases to amaze Mebius how their ancestors made all of this for the sake of the next generation.

"Mebius-san, thanks for spending your time with me."

Mebius has almost forgotten that he still has Z by his side. He better stop dilly-dallying or he will get reprimanded again by Leo.

"Same goes for me. It was nice exploring with you, Z. If you have more questions, you can ask me right away." Mebius finds comfort in the goofy smile that Z gives him before bidding him goodbye.

The pathway is quite deserted, and Mebius takes this time to just stare at the... sky? Um, no, the Earth has a moon, while the Land of Light doesn't have any satellites orbiting it. It does look lonely, but with the upside down city, the Land of Light's sky looks like it has a million stars.

Mebius took his time to organize his thoughts from his dream to his vacation, which turned into investigation, observation, and ultimately a fight for his life, which finally turned into a rescue mission for him.

"What a day!" reminds him of his life on Earth, where every day is a hectic day.

Maybe the lack of adrenaline makes him less energetic? He rarely goes outside, preferring to stay on the planet, feeling at a loss after he finishes his mission from Earth.

"I should train."

Mebius flies; his destination is the Ultra Colosseum. The big, round place is mostly empty, with only a few Ultras staying late, probably perfecting their movement or power or being as depressed as him.

The cat-like Ultra uses his brace to be given special access to the innermost part of the Colosseum, where the place could withstand a fight of Zero's caliber. This time, Mebius takes his time to inspect his body, most notably the newest addition to his arsenal, his spear.

The cute Ultra touched the metallic-like thing on his knuckle finger, feeling a throbbing sensation as if something was living inside it.

He sighed and nearly felt regret at what he would do. He willed the spear to appear, and it did. The weapon floats lazily in front of him, as if waiting to be used by its master.

Mebius doesn't reach the spear, but the spear reaches into him and settles in his grasp. This looks so weird that if other Ultras are present, they will start questioning the weapon to be possessed (which Mebius would agree with).

It somehow feels right and wrong to hold the spear. He swings the spear awkwardly yet methodically, as if he has muscle memory for handling a spear but it is crashing with the current one.

"Should I learn a new material art?" That will be a hassle, but that's okay. His first thought is to seek out his brother Jack, but he unconsciously knows the style will not be compatible with his weapon. The only time Mebius ever saw Jack use his weapon was to throw it at the enemy.