We Need the Power of Pretty Cure!
"Is this a Chaos version of myself and everyone else?"
As a top student, Taiga naturally remembered this lesson from the history classes of the Land of Light. In the past, multiple enemies, including Mefilas, had joined forces to deal with the Land of Light. Among them were Chaos mechanical versions of Ultraman, Seven, and his father, created using the power of Chaos Head.
It was said that even the divine Ultra Bell and Ultra Key had been stolen by them, making the situation extremely dire. Fortunately, the Space Garrison, fighting alongside the Earth Ultramen, ultimately succeeded in foiling the enemy's plot and defeating the final mastermind, bringing a perfect end to a massive conspiracy.
But... the multiversal parallel universes were infinite. Perhaps there was some universe where the Land of Light had failed to stop the enemy's scheme and was destroyed, resulting in everyone being "Chaos-fied." And after that bomb had been detonated in New Hundred Worlds, merging it into the multiverse, it would not be difficult to find these "villains" who were evenly matched against them.
What an utterly awful enemy, dragging back before them foes they had struggled so hard to defeat and never wanted to face again! It was not as if the miracles of the past could simply be recreated whenever they wanted.
"But if I hesitate in a situation like this, even Yuki will look down on me—ugh!"
Just as Taiga was about to pat himself down and stand again, he remembered that his Color Timer was still flashing red. This was not some three-minute limit because he was on Earth—he had genuinely fought until he was completely out of energy!
"Mr. Ultraman!"
Fortunately, on a battlefield like this, the heroes of justice had no fewer friends