On the desolate planet of Misophythus, five children ran for their lives. Ryn Kael led the way, his lungs burning, followed closely by Sela, Taro, Veya, and Korr. Behind them, the kidnapper's laughter echoed through the forest—a jagged, cruel sound that promised only a dark end. They did not see the drop until it was too late.
The earth vanished. They tumbled into the suffocating dark of a subterranean cave, buried deep beneath the dirt. Then, the shadows parted. Five glowing Germs floated in the stagnant air, pulsing with a terrifying, ancient light. Ryn Kael, driven by a desperate instinct to protect his friends, reached out.
The moment his skin touched the first Germ, his DNA was fundamentally rewritten. He screamed as he transformed into the Red Ranger. Seeing him survive, the others reached out in curiosity. In a flash of blinding light, they were reborn: Sela (Pink Ranger), Taro (Gold Ranger), Veya (Violet Ranger), and Korr (Blue Ranger).
They emerged from the cave, feeling the surge of new power—but it was a fleeting dream. Standing before them was a man holding a sword. Before the children could even process the weight of their new armor, he moved. He was a blur of steel and malice. Four of them died brutally, cut down before they could react. Only Ryn Kael (Red Ranger) remained, paralyzed by a fear so cold it stopped his breath. He tried to swing, but he was decapitated with effortless ease.
Malakor (Original Black Ranger) stood over the bodies, his visor reflecting the carnage. "What is going on here?" he hissed. "These are Power Rangers? I thought there were only six. Why are these people so weak? Where are the Original Six Rangers?"
The Reign of the Sovereigns
Long before these children were born, the Original Six Rangers governed creation. They were the chosen vessels of the true, whole Germs—artifacts so potent that any other lifeform touching them would be vaporized instantly. These six were not merely soldiers; they were gods. Their combined presence alone would destabilize a solar system, forcing them to remain scattered across the stars.
Malakor (Original Black Ranger), the Void Sovereign, grew restless. He hungered for the forbidden myth: that a Ranger who fused all six Germs would become a God beyond the Sovereigns. Under the guise of a universal threat, he summoned a gathering.
When they arrived, Malakor (Original Black Ranger) did not greet them with honor. He looked at his peers with eyes of pure hatred. "Don't you feel tired of living?" he asked. "Don't you feel like dying? I challenge you all."
The others laughed. Astrax (Original Blue Ranger), the Ice Monarch, and Verdan (Original Green Ranger), the Time Lord, looked at him with pity. But Ignis (Original Red Ranger), the Fire Sovereign, remained silent.
"I accept," Ignis (Original Red Ranger) said.
Malakor's laughter died. For the first time in an eternity, the Original Black Ranger felt a shiver of fear. He was facing the most powerful and most feared entity in existence. Malakor (Original Black Ranger) attacked like a hurricane, his blade ripping through the fabric of space itself.
Ignis (Original Red Ranger) did not even draw his sword. He parried with his forearms, his movements calm and instructional. "I trained for this!" Malakor (Original Black Ranger) screamed, pouring his soul into every strike. "You are swinging at shadows," Ignis (Original Red Ranger) replied.
Each counter broke bone and certainty alike. Their clash birthed shockwaves that turned nearby stars into supernovae. "Be serious!" Malakor (Original Black Ranger) roared. "Okay," said Ignis (Original Red Ranger).
"Special Attack: Hellflames."
The void ignited. The temperature rose to a billion degrees, melting nearby planets into liquid glass. Ignis (Original Red Ranger) drew the sword that burns evil and charged, his aura forming the shape of a colossal fire dragon. Seeing his end, Malakor (Original Black Ranger) tapped his watch for instantaneous teleportation and fled across the universe. Terrified by the display, Astrax (Original Blue Ranger), Solara (Original Yellow Ranger), Lyra (Original Pink Ranger), and Verdan (Original Green Ranger) followed, unwilling to face the Red Ranger's full wrath.
The Breach at Planet Zagang
The next day, a rift tore open above Planet Zagang. The Negative Time Zone spilled forth—a dimension of filth where monsters are born. Ignis (Original Red Ranger) had sealed it once before after slaughtering twenty million horrors, but now it was broken. Five hundred elite monsters descended.
The other Sovereigns arrived, watching from the clouds. "I will kill them all," Ignis (Original Red Ranger) stated. Solara (Original Yellow Ranger), the Light Empress, smirked. "Let the females work for once."
Ignis (Original Red Ranger) turned, his visor glowing with steady, lethal heat. "Females are weaker." The air froze. Lyra (Original Pink Ranger), the Gravity Princess who held the weight of worlds in her palm, narrowed her eyes. "Say it again," Solara (Original Yellow Ranger) warned. "I will kill you," Ignis (Original Red Ranger) replied.
He leapt skyward, his power peaking until the sky turned blood-red. "Hellflames."
He did not even swing his blade. He simply commanded the heat. Internal combustion ignited inside every monster simultaneously. Five hundred elite screams vanished into pillars of ash in a single second. Ignis (Original Red Ranger) landed as the ground turned to lava beneath his boots. He turned his gaze back to Solara (Original Yellow Ranger).
"You're next."