It's 2006, ToMan has been disbanded, and the action takes place after the Time Capsule was buried

On the beach above the bay a picture of unreal beauty unfolded. White, gray and black clouds floated across the sky from the water side, covering Tokyo with a thick curtain. The rain was preparing to fall on the city, and it was felt in the air. The wind, strong and cold, ruffled the leaves and beach flags.

Mikey was sitting on the wooden pier. He bent one leg, placing his hand on it and resting his chin on his forearm. His black eyes, piercing with cold and emptiness, were directed at the horizon, as if he was trying to see his own future. But the veil of the storm was not only over the water, but also in his head. He felt the presence of the Dark impulse more and more clearly. He was still struggling, still clinging to the remnants of consciousness. But now, when he was left alone, having driven away all his friends and lost all his relatives, it became increasingly difficult to remain in a sober mind. The wind tossed his hair, whispering warnings of a thunderstorm into his ears, and thunder sounded in the distance like a funeral alarm...