Such tragic beings they are. Blind pawns with an expiration date burned upon their foreheads. Hive minded entities fighting for a false hope, refusing to educate themselves and acknowledge the real truth.
Within the middle of a mass crater rested a throne, a throne structured from the lifeless corpse of fallen monsters who dared show defiance, and threatened to stop the grand showcasing of a chaotic force. Spirit filled Earth Defender, Anguirus. The Eighth Wonder of the World, King Kong. The Earth's Dark Warrior, Battra. And the Guardian of the Universe, Gamera. These powerful forces of nature, were now nothing but mere embodiments of furniture. The spiked carapace of Anguirus was now spindle, while Gamera's massive ribcage rested as the top, mid, and lower rail. The arm supports were the monstrous legs of Kong, the stretcher were selective parts of Battra's exoskeleton. The seat held compressed layers of skin and bones, with Kong's fur being the cover of the seat itself. The actual arms of the throne themselves were the legs of Gamera with the end of them being the skulls of Anguirus and Kong.
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
Jet black claws of a nightmarish left hand slowly pecked onto the cracked skull of Kong within a steady manner. Crimson eyes blazed through the darkness of the night, observing the destruction of a city that was the result of its might and the battles it had encountered within it. A city that held skyscrapers crafted from the stems of hope and determination, a city that held the whispers of a bright future. To the world, this city was known as
Tokyo. But now it was only known as a graveyard of ended dreams and crushed lives. Now, it was only known as the dark kingdom of Monster X.
Tokyo, tainted with massive piles of rubble, rotted bodies of poor innocent casualties, thick clouds of towering smoke, and a thick coating of silence that sung sweet songs of death. It was Heaven on earth.
However, despite such a wonderful sanctuary, the pale white nightmare knew he wouldn't be able to enjoy it for long. Currently the entity was awaiting the arrival of his next victim. Over the past hour, Monster X had been sensing the approach of a speeding obstacle that was heading toward his direction. He knew that it wasn't the pathetic insects known as humans, they had abandon the city weeks ago since his reign. And the possibility of mechanical weaponry was unlikely as well. He doubted the arrival of another earth monster, with the recent news of him killing Gamera, only a creature weary of living would be foolish enough to come and challenge him.
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
What was approaching toward his kingdom?
From behind the seated fiend the answer rained down from the dark clouds above. A powerful sunburst tinted beam slashed though the seemingly endless abyss, streaming directly toward Monster X with the intention of striking it down! To such an answer, the galactic demon calmly replied by casually brushing it aside from a single swipe of his long devilish twin tails. Causing the mighty beam to disperse in a whimpering flare. Curling his tails slowly back to the bottom of his feet, Monster X deeply growled as the dark skies light up in multiple flashes of sunburst colored lights, pushing away the thick covers of darkness in mere moments. Jet black claws slowly halted their tapping as the holy flashes of light birthed an armored warrior.
An armored warrior that fought to maintain the balance of peace, and slayed in the honor of justice. Through the combined forces of the Sword of Snake Kerosign, Oto, and the sacred mirror, the holy slayer Utsumo Ikusagami stood before Monster X, and gave forth challenge to him!
Landing upon the scarred ground of ash and rubble, surges of energy coursed around the gold and silver plates of the righteous titan. Ikusagami felt a sense of fury swelling up himself. To see brave defenders of the earth now demoted to such a disrespecting outcome. To serve only as a throne of fallen warriors for their destroyer to take seat upon. If they were visible, vengeful eyes of rage would be seen glaring heavily upon the skeletal demon. Ikusagmai refused to gaze upon the land around him, finding that acknowledging such destruction would only enrage him even more. None of that was called for due to the fact that Ikusagami had already decided to rid the universe of this horrifying entity.
Slowly, the graceful embrace of gravity lifted its master from his throne, gently levitating the terrible being over to the firmly stood challenger. Lowering down gracefully, small plume clouds of dust and ash humbly kissed his feet before fading away from his presence. A low hiss bellowed from his vocals as a choking thick fog of bone chilling breath calmly escaped its maw. Monster X stood several inches away from kusagami, face to face. He heard tales of the peace bringer throughout his travels within the stars, but only scoffed at it with indifference. Utsumo Ikusagami, a god? He was nothing. Nothing but a weak man behind a suit of armor trying to play a role he could never fill. Nothing but another blind pawn. And after tonight, Monster X was going to educate the universe, in just how childish it was to praise an insect as such.