Gijera and the Development of the Tiga Universe

Shinjoh, is everyone still here----

Looking at that familiar purple figure, Daigo could not help but feel his nose sting.

He was not fighting alone.

He never had been.

Ultraman Tiga struggled up from the ruins and stood side by side with that purple Unit-01.

However, that brief peace was quickly shattered.

On the distant horizon, several large transport aircraft approached from afar. Their bays opened, and several enormous black figures dropped from the sky like dumplings tossed into a pot.

Their heavy metal bodies slammed into the ground, kicking up clouds of dust and shattered stone.

More mass-produced EVAs.

Their gray paint jobs looked cold and merciless under the afterglow of the setting sun, their crimson single-eye cameras locking in unison onto Ultraman Tiga and Unit-01 at the center of the battlefield.

"What the hell is wrong with these guys?!"

Inside Unit-01's cockpit, Shinjoh stared at the rapidly increasing number of enemy units on the display and could not help swearing.

"Gijera's power really is astonishing."

Horii's somewhat wistful voice came through the communications channel.

"This plant's pollen can act directly on the human brain, allowing people to experience an unprecedented sense of happiness.

"Once someone becomes immersed in it, it is difficult to break free through willpower alone. In a sense, I—I can't say I don't understand what those people are thinking."

There was a trace of helplessness in Horii's voice.

Science could explain phenomena, but it could not easily change people's hearts.

Those gathered at Gijera's feet, who saw them as enemies, were immersed in the most wonderful dream of their lives. How could they possibly allow anyone to shatter it?

Just then, a calm yet resolute voice cut into everyone's communications channel. It belonged to Captain Iruma Megumi.

"Attention, all GUTS members. Our top priority is