Records of the legends of the universe, the Titan of Light, and Ultraman only exist in broken ancient books and human speculation. This world is filled with endless space monsters, underground beasts, and dimensional monsters. Monster disasters are the norm, and the fall of cities and regional destruction is the norm.
For thousands of years, no giant of light has ever arrived.
There is no light soaring in the sky, no miracles protecting the world, and no hope of reversing the situation of the war. On the entire blue planet, only tiny humans are left, relying on their flesh and blood, technological armaments, and special forces to resist the endless tide of beasts.
Humanity has established a global joint defense force and divided it into frontline combat zones, rear residential areas, and rescue and supply areas. The soldiers on the front lines exchanged their lives for their lives, while the people in the rear lived in eternal panic and depression. Hope has long since dried up, and everyone has only one belief in living: to hold on one more day and live another day.
This is a desperate Ultra world with only disasters and no heroes.
