[Horror + Despair + Loneliness + Absolute Hope | No Fake Ultraman]
"Seven's limbs were broken. He died fighting on Black Reef Island."
"The islands have sunk, the MAC team is nearly wiped out, and Earth... is doomed."
Amid chaos and storm, he is the lone lion who escaped the fall of L77, Earth's last glimmer of light. But what comes crashing down from his homeland's stars is a declaration of war from his father against the Land of Light and Earth!
The Land of Light's orders are even colder, chilling with the promise of death: "Leo, wipe out all of L77. Seven must die too."
"Why?!" he roars. Behind him, the Alien Magmas sneer; before him, the Giras brothers' deadly whirlpool closes in. All around him is a deranged world stained with monster blood. The dying cries of victims fill his ears, and everywhere he looks, he sees a hell of rubble and ruin. Is there truly no place in this world for him?
His comrades are dead. There is no way home and no mercy, only loneliness that reaches to the bone and the horror of despair closing in with every step.
He is the sole survivor, and the only candidate to become the executioner.
The former prince of Leo can now only beg on his knees.
The MAC captain faces him with cold eyes, leaning on his cane.
Covered in wounds and unable to clear his name, he struggles through despair and stands firm through every hardship.
