Sky Curtain: The Darwin Incident at the outset, the Declaration of the People's League

They have no regenerative abilities, no energy shields, and no external protection.

[Being shot means death, being twisted means disappearance, being infected means suicide.]

Their tactics have never changed: no containment, no negotiation, no compromise, and at all costs.

[European Theater: GOC Sorcerers sacrifice their lives to create a barrier to stability in reality]

Special forces team destroys meme virus delivery platform despite high-altitude bombardment.

The flames flashed and disappeared in the wind and snow; no one remembered the names of the dead.

[In the deep Pacific Ocean, a diving unit breaches an underwater fortress and destroys a global consciousness erasure device.]

The last member of the team manually detonated a special bomb in the sealed compartment, perishing along with the target.

The seawater quickly swallowed everything, leaving no trace.

The Middle East, Asia, the Americas, Australia—every continent is ablaze.

[GOC, a mortal, fights against an out-of-control god-like organization]

They were no longer eliminating the supernatural, but rather the former "guardians."

Midway through the war, the GOC made a decision that overturned all previous understandings of the Hidden World.

[Formal alliance formed with former mortal enemy – the Church of the Broken God]

Prior to this, the Church of the Broken God was GOC's highest priority target for elimination.

Fragments of God, believers, altars, rituals... wherever they appear, they will be utterly destroyed.

[GOC's core logic: Any resurgence of divinity is a fatal threat to human civilization]

But in the final moments of SCP-5000, all hatred gave way to survival.

[GOC sends brief message to the Broken Cult]

The Foundation aims to exterminate humanity; your gods, believers, and civilization will also perish.

We either die together, or we fight together.

The Broken Cult's response was equally straightforward: We're joining the war.

[Former sworn enemies stand side by side in a blizzard]

GOC provides technology, firepower, tactical command, and realistically stable equipment.

The Shattered Cult provides mechanical knowledge, magical barriers, contamination resistance technology, and divine shard enhancements.

Two opposing forces, united by a common goal, formed the most tragic alliance in human history.

The entire world was moved by the decision the GOC made at that moment.

Judging from the content in front of the canopy, the two sides are locked in a life-or-death struggle.

At this moment, various organizations that have always been at odds with the Foundation and regard each other as mortal enemies have temporarily put aside their tens of thousands of years of hatred and grudges.

Faced with the deadly red line, past slaughter, betrayal, and competition become insignificant.

They broke through the barriers of dimensions, concentrated their firepower on the same defensive line, and used all their cutting-edge technology and superhuman strength to build the last Great Wall of despair with their own flesh and blood.

[Focus on the Battlefield: Quickly pinpoint the Foundation's global central hub]

[The location of the O5 Council, the source of all extermination orders, and the only key to the survival of human civilization]

[GOC gathers all remaining forces and launches a desperate all-out offensive]

The snowstorm was so fierce that visibility was reduced to less than ten meters; armor froze, weapons were frozen solid, and energy fluctuations were chaotic.

[Ahead lies the Foundation's ultimate defense: a reality distortion field, an automatic elimination system, and god-tier weapon turrets.]

[For every step forward, a path had to be paved with corpses.]

The frontline commander left only one sentence in the public chat.

We are not heroes, we are humanity's firewall.

When we fall, it's just unarmed ordinary people who follow.

The battle lasted for seventeen hours.

The GOC squad destroys defensive nodes one by one, while the sorcerer uses life force to distort reality.

[The Broken Cult's followers construct a mechanical barrier, and a special operations team risks total annihilation to infiltrate the central command.]

The casualties have long since lost their meaning; those who survive only know how to keep fighting.

Finally, a seven-man commando team broke through all the defenses and reached the core control panel of the Extinction System.

The simultaneous erasure of human consciousness worldwide has entered its final countdown.

They couldn't crack the system, stop the commands, or reverse the program.

All they can do is destroy.

[Team members detonate all the magical annihilation bombs]

There was no light, no loud noise, only a silent tremor.

[The core control console was reduced to elementary particles, permanently paralyzing the extinction system.]

[The entire special operations team perished.]

No last words, no record, no name.

Their existence vanished into the snowstorm along with the explosion.

The moment the system stopped, the extinction of humanity on Earth came to an abrupt halt.

Human civilization was pulled back from the brink of disaster.

But the war is not over.

The remnants of the Foundation are still launching attacks; the O5 Council has not abandoned its extermination ideology.

The GOC's mission has shifted from preventing the apocalypse to protecting survivors, establishing safe zones, and eliminating war units.

They are no longer just anomaly removers.

They became the last line of defense, guardians, and rebuilders of human civilization.

They remain extreme, decisive, and distrustful of any uncontrollable forces.

But they have never abandoned any innocent person.

The foundation's logic is to substitute liberation for survival.

GOC's belief has always been just one sentence.

Being alive is more important than anything else.

Whether it's pain or despair, as long as humanity survives, civilization has a future.

Defend humanity, whether humanity likes it or not!

—The World of Ultraman Tiga—

Daigo, a sleeping bear, suddenly woke up.

Suddenly, the pitiful voice from a while ago echoed in my ears.

The giant is light and has no right to interfere with humanity's choices. If humanity willingly accepts this, the light must leave.

The city was enveloped by alien voices, and the people cheered numbly, saying they would drive away Ultraman and accept "eternal peace without pain".

It looks exactly like the ancient Zigela flower when it blooms.

He gripped the spark prism so tightly his knuckles turned white, his heart feeling as if it were blocked.

The foundation says "liberating from suffering," and the aliens say "rule is happiness"—both sound gentle, and both are making decisions for humanity.

But GOC's words, "Living is more important than anything else," struck him like a hammer blow.

He recalled the tragedies of the ancient past.

The giants respected choices, allowing humanity to indulge in fantasies, ultimately leading to the destruction of civilization.

Now, humanity is actively pushing away the light, choosing to be dominated and "liberated."

Yu Lian said he wanted to respect the will of humanity, but he couldn't bear to watch them head towards destruction.

Because he is both light and humanity!

If respecting choices means giving up on protecting them, then is this "rule" right or wrong?

The foundation trades extinction for liberation, and aliens trade domination for peace; both claim it's "for the good of humanity."

But isn't true good about letting humanity live on, carrying both pain and hope?

“I cannot leave. Even if humans don’t want me to, even if they hate me and drive me away, I will protect them.”

"As long as you're alive, you have a future. This future shouldn't be destroyed prematurely by anyone."

[The SCP-5000 worldlines ultimately converged, and the apocalypse was completely averted.]

The cost GOC paid is incalculable.

More than half of the squads were wiped out, numerous sites were destroyed, and almost all high-ranking commanders and sorcerers were killed.

The entire organization was nearly crippled.

But they had no celebrations, no monuments, no public commendations, and no historical records.

[On the files of all the fallen special agents, there is only one line of cold text.]

[Task completed, personnel losses not recorded]

Their names will not be remembered.

Their bodies were buried by the wind and snow.

Their story is forever sealed in darkness.

The world will only know that humanity survived.

No one will ever know who risked their life to pull the world back from the brink of disaster.

[The scene on the sky gradually quieted down.]