After the Final Angel extinguished the sun and released the Black Fog that shrouded the entire globe, humanity all but plunged into the abyss of despair.
Light had vanished from the world.
In underground shelters scattered across the world, people who had abandoned hope silently awaited the end. The screens connected to the outside world showed nothing but endless darkness.
Ultraman Zero, who had always fought for humanity, had been defeated by the Final Angel's overwhelming power, then bound to a cross in an utterly humiliating pose.
As for Ultimate Force Zero, nothing had been heard from them since their defeat at the hands of the Mass Production Models released by the Final Angel. Even the EVAs, on which everyone had once pinned their hopes, were not qualified to enter a battle like this.
Humanity had lost almost all hope.
The soldier stationed beside the shelter doors slumped to the ground. The scene he had just witnessed burned through his mind over and over, seared into his memory.
Just before the Black Fog surged into the shelter, desperate civilians were still struggling to get inside. Under their terrified, pleading gazes, the soldier had no choice but to close the doors. A moment's delay would have turned everyone inside the shelter into orange liquid.
Through the narrowing gap between the doors, a mother holding an infant used the last of her strength to throw her child inside. The next instant, the Black Fog swallowed her body. She collapsed and, like everyone outside who had failed to escape, dissolved into a pool of clear, yellow LCL.
"Aah-!!!" Someone roared at the ceiling, unable to hold it back, as though that could vent the despair in their heart. More people sat silently on the floor or leaned against the walls, their eyes vacant,