I read this back in the day when it was serialised in 2000AD, having no familiarity with superheroes or crossovers so I had no way of knowing it was a kind of Crisis On Infinite British Comics, drawing as it does on a host of forgotten stalwarts from the pages of forgotten weeklies to get slaughtered in the war with the Lloigor as Zenith and Co try to prevent the alignment that will allow them to take over the multiverse. Exciting stuff, and atmospheric as all get-out, and it paid off plot points and character points and set-ups and foreshadowing from across the previous two books that had been so thrilling and tantalising. There's more than a touch of Miracleman in the dark vision of worlds ravaged by superhumans. The story moves fast and the pieces fit together like clockwork, even the betrayal, but it ends on a nasty little transphobic note that when I first read it I was at least able to attribute to Zenith being such a dick, but now, bad form, Morrisson.