Godzilla vs The World of Monsters

[Gigantis]

It was over.. but now what?

Emperor Ghidorah was slain, The Great Merge was complete, all the other kaiju had left.. all except for Kong. The only one's still in the area next to him was Godzilla and Gojirin, wrapped in a familial embrace.. or at least, till Godzilla noticed that Kong really was the only one still there.

He didn't really know what to do now. He couldn't know of what happened to Skull Island other than the possibility it could've been destroyed during the Merge. Even if it wasn't, he was far from home and it would take ages to get there.. and at the end of the day, he had stuck by Gojirin throughout this entire endeavor, and the Ghidorah siblings were likely to return someday. Might as well stick with the allies you made and prepare for that right? In that case, staying with the Godzilla family is exactly what he would do. And it seemed like the two reptiles were okay with that.

Still, he was shocked Gorosaurus didn't try to settle the score with him right away though. Wonder where he was heading off to..

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The Allosaur Kong was thinking about, was currently digging throughout the Earth's insides, filled with adrenaline and vigor. He didn't know how that dragon had done it, but something to merge all realities? This was great! Now he no longer could just prove his dominance to Kong, he could settle the score with him another day. Right now though, there was a ton of fresh meat to fight and kill, and he planned to expand his reign to any realm he could land his claws on. Right now, he was heading further up north, he could tell with the sudden drop of temperature.

Little did he know though, that he was about to encounter the base of a certain mad doctor.. and little did everyone know that The Great Merge was allowing another monster's life to change entirely.

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The ugly beast had awoken., brown covering the below and above of him.

It had no idea of what happened. One moment, it was wandering the grasslands, lost and confused. The next, a weird blue portal popped up, and he was almost hypnotized by how bright it was. He tried to reach into it, and... then it exploded. And it seemed like the blast buried him into the ground, cause dirt was all he could see.

He didn't know where he was, but it wasn't where he originally was. Where he was, there was no other monsters but himself. Now, there were tons of other... monsters.

Suddenly, muscle memory and pure instinct kicked in. If there were monsters about, they needed to be stopped! Needed to be slain! It didn't matter who they were or what the were, for their death is what he was made for, and what his master taught him to do..

With that, he rapidly clawed away at the dirt, until his hand suddenly reached up towards the heavens above, and the sun's in outer space. The rest of his blue whale body shot up, lioness feat touching down, as his gorilla eye's looked up to the sky, eyeing the red and blue comet's that shot passed the sun. Suddenly, his broken vocal cords made an elephantine esc. shriek as he let this new land know of his presence.

Frankenstein lived once more.

[Cryptid_Liker]

This felt strange. They were somehow in a completely different place than they originally were. Mecha-King Ghidorah has just killed one of his kin. All the kaiju are leaving. Jet Jaguar has no mission, now. Usually, humans would put it to sleep and bring it back to the facility but no one's here. The robot sits on a nearby hill, putting its head back on. It looks around, scanning the area. The hydras are flying into the distance, the dinosaur he just fought starts burrying away, and the giant ape is standing next to... Then, something clicked in Jet's head. The king of destruction was still alive. It looks like he has a relative, too. The robot turns around and tests its piston fist on the hill it was just sitting on, instantly turning it to dust.

It starts to walk towards the three kaiju. Save humanity from Godzilla's wrath. That was Jet's goal and if it was going to accomplish it, it had to do it now. The giant android approaches, landing its feet as soft as possible as to not alert Godzilla and the two kaiju with him. As it gets closer and closer, the robot starts to wonder if now's the right time. The kaiju king is distracted by his allies so it'd be a perfect opportunity to attack but at the same time, Jet's weakened by its injuries and if it gets destroyed, humanity will have even less a chance to get out of this monster-infested mess. With that, it comes to its decision. The automaton abandons its attack and walks away. This'll be settled another time.

[godjacob]

Needless to say there was some bitter feelings of the merger, their "father" had been reduced to a pitiful state to allow transport to this new world and the Titan figured it was best it die by its kin rather than die to an enemy. Course, the cyborg wished his father had been in prime condition before he performed the deed, as rather than taking their rightful place at the top this felt more like a mercy kill and made it unsatisfying to say the least.

For that reason, the Titan carried its storm with it and flew off rather than fight the Godzilla family. Or they'd kill them all that was without question, but after all this they needed a moment to collect, recover and get an idea of this new world. And so, they'd take to the stars to observe what the new world was like for the time being.

Lizzie had already moved into the water by this point, while George and Ralph seemed confused as to what to do. Ralph had move deeper on the island they were on to get distance, and George curiously just scanned the area. George, a bit tentative about this, seemed to approach the larger ape and the members of the Godzilla "family" as Gojirin watched the Ghidorahs flee after their father had been slain and wondered what the future held.

Though Gojirin wondered where the uh "mutant" member had gone...

Deep in the sea Shin had moved from the shores and swam, an aim to get some rest and some isolation after constant battle. Shin needed a break, it needed peace in order to put things into perspective. Having to fight for its own existence had given it a greater self appreciation, everything seemed to hurt and just evolving seemed to be a pain. But the desire to live, the purpose to live for its sake had kept it around this long. Now it only had one thing on its developing mind.

To find just what it wanted to live for.

Orga had been long gone, really since the arrival into this merged world it had left the others of its "family" to find its own space. It seemed to look for an unoccupied island in the Pacific to regroup for the time being. Course, Orga still had a desire to become this perfect being, to become "complete" but there'd be plenty of chance for that, it just needed to be patient.

[Voyager]

Booming headache. Booming headache. Silence.

It was a weird sensation, unlike anything seen before. In a bizarre flash of light the planet had changed, and the Space Parasite had no clue why. SpaceGodzillla came down from orbit and landed in what used to be known as “New York City”. It was a civilisation to be sure, but not what he’d heard of. No buildings even reached his waist.

He teleported to the old Sydney, where he’d thought he’d find his minions and enemies. Only bush land and empty coastlines. He saw a great boat in he harbour, and natives along the coast. He watched curiously as the Union Jack flapped in the wind, and the natives continued to eat their food.

SpaceGodzilla teleported to Osaka, and was met with a grassy field, filled with some kaiju. Godzilla’s golden eyes raised up to him, and his teeth bore. SpaceGodzilla landed some distance away, not wanting a fight. He wanted an answer.

[Gigantis]

Although he couldn't help the suspicion this weird crystal monster was up to something here, Kong realized he wasn't looking for a fight at the moment. With that, he tried explaining.

Only a couple minutes ago, Emperor Ghidorah tried to invade the Earth. He sent the entire planet into The Void, transformed into a greater state, eventually got beaten by everyone's power gaining up on him plus some divine power and.. it seemed like all of time and space was beginning to merge into one entity somehow. And that was the short version.

He kept track of SpaceGodzilla's movements though. He never met him before, but those eye's seemed.. malicious.

[Cryptid_Liker]

Jet Jaguar walks away from the multitude of kaiju, passing through what used to be Osaka. It stops after a while to see its old hangar, which has been ppartially filled with dirt due to the Great Merge. The robot jumps down and scoops up a handful of soil. This pile is then brushed away by one of Jet's fingers, revealing the bridge that had been melted by Shin Godzilla's blood. It looks around, seeing that the facility is completely empty. No corpses inside, which relieves the robot. They're still alive somewhere.

MOUNT FUJI, JAPAN

The crunches of leaves and dirt echo throughout the Aokigahara. These sounds are caused by the steps of a formally-dressed young woman walking through the forest. She seems unbothered by the area's... rather unfortunate reputation. There's a bigger problem to worry about. The woman reaches her destination, an unnaturally-sloped part of land. She walks over, only to hear a squish under her foot. Confused, she touches the dirt and feels that it's wet. The woman, visibly nervous, walks over to the other side of the hill before suddenly falling through. A combination of dirt and ice cushions her fall, the latter cracking on impact. The sound puts her even more on-edge than before but nothing could compare to the following moments. The lady looks up and sees it. Below that strange hill is a giant glacier with a vague, yellow shape encased in it.

Of course, she knew of this but the real issue is the state of the iceberg. Chunks of ice are liquefying and sloughing off. The worst-case-scenario is happening, right before the woman's very eyes. As the mass of frost continues to deteriorate, more detail of the creature embedded inside can be seen. It has a scaly, snake-like hide and two wings folded at its sides. What looked like legs earlier are revealed to be a pair of tails. To top it all off, an almost-canine head with a wide-open mouth extends far from its body via a long neck. While the human doesn't know much about it, she does know that it should be kept sealed away at all costs. But now, due to that strange white light just a few minutes prior, it's only a matter of time until the creature breaks out.

The dragon's eye suddenly opens to look directly at the woman. She gets up and backs away, only to bump into a cavern wall. A low rumble comes from the glacier, followed by short bell-like cackles. The ice formed between the fanged jaws of the beast starts to soften, allowing them to slowly close. The next body parts to move are the creature's wings, which start to wiggle. Eventually, this evolves to bashing, which ends up knocking a chunk of ice out of place. A loud splash is heard as the ice hits the now knee-deep water that's been building up. The middle of the remaining iceberg suddenly cracks as electricity suddenly explodes from under the dragon's torso. Using the newly-created space, two necks emerge. The woman's heart sinks to her stomach. No wonder she was told to guard this creature. It's another Ghidorah.

[Breakdown]

Baronga would awaken somewhere in the Amazon rainforest, his single eye scanning his surroundings as he lay face down on the ground. A flock of birds circled above him, believing the behemoth to be dead. He let out a snort of air from his nostrils that frightened away the birds and slowly began to rise to his feet. Tons of dirt and dust fell from his rugged hide as he shook himself off and yawned. This was not the place he remembered being at what felt like mere moments ago: all the monsters were gone and there was no noise save for the sounds of the rainforest wildlife. It was almost peaceful, and Baronga had to fight the urge to lay back down and sleep; his body could definitely use the rest in order to recover the wounds he sustained in combat.

However something felt...wrong. How did he get here? Why, out of everywhere on Earth, was he placed here? He looked up at the sky and squinted his one eye at the incoming light from the sun. It was a bright, sunny day and the sky was no longer the twisted, distorted color it was when the three headed abomination was assaulting the city. All of this made him feel uneasy as he trudged forward to a destination even he didn't know.

[VOID GHIDORAH]

In the depths of a certain Chinese rainforest, below an ancient mountain, the remains of a gargantuan dragon laid in slumber. The 50-meter tall and nearly 150-meter long beast was slowly regenerating several mortal wounds- crushed gills, stabbed lungs and punctured muscles, all damage inflicted a very long time ago. The body laid in a deep pool formed by the floor of the old temple chamber cracking, the beast’s bulk sandwiched between the stony walls.

The dragon slowly returned to life, and the earth quaked.

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A certain shrine, predating modern Chinese civilization by several thousand years, stood only a few miles off from the resting place of the monster. Dozens of tourists were enjoying the carefully-restored building, taking a day to ignore the destruction and chaos of the Merge.

Unfortunately, the Merge didn’t take a break from them.

The rainforest floor exploded, golden mist and flashing light pouring from the new pit. And reptilian claws dragged the bestial dragon from the ground, a mouthful of sharp white teeth gleaming in the dull bioluminescence of its inner organs and systems. Black eyes roamed, ivory pupils latching onto the collection of tourists surrounding the Shrine.

One old woman, who had tended to the shrine long before tourism and government had repainted and rebuilt it, recognized the fearsome dragon from her mother’s tales.

“Mogu!” She screamed before the giant reptile dragged its weight through the woods, carving a deep trench as its short-quilled limbs shattered trees and propelled the still-tired reptile onwards.

Before the cream-hued dragon could slam into the shrine, it stopped. Dark eyes scanned for devout worshippers, keen ears listening for sacred music, tongue flicking for delectable sacrifices.

There was none.

Mogu unleashed a reptilian, hissing roar, before swiping out and destroying the Shrine (and anything that had not escaped) with a single tail strike. The Kaiju god then roared once more, and the plants for miles downriver would be found rotted black the next morning.

Mogu kicked off the ground, arcing into a rapidly-growing storm as he took to the skies.

He had a territory to establish.

[Voyager]

Katyn, Russian Frontier

The crashing boom of nearby explosions awoke Napoleon from his nap. Jumping in a fright, his head slammed into the Tank’s ceiling. With nothing but a slight grunt he fell back to his seat. His eyes slowly opened, viewing the dark, but lit up inside of the vehicle. He asked for permission to use the commander’s hatch, and with hesitation, Napoleon was allowed to.

His scruffy-haired head peaked from the hatch, watching a show of quickly-flashing orange lights in the distance. He turned around, and saw the infantry step up from their positions. The commander, a large, well built man, raised his arm, and with a single downward motion, he authorised the launch of more missiles.

Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.

Blurs of yellow whizzed overhead as the missiles were fired at their targets. The infantry and armoured forces appeared from the brush and charged towards the enemy at lightning speed. Napoleon ducked back in and closed the heavy hatch behind him.

“Go… We’ve got to go!” He yawned drearily. The driver quickly stepped on the pedal, and the Leclerc drove it’s heavy hull forward. The tank, moving at breakneck speeds, charged forward, quickly gaining on the infantry and fellow armoured vehicles that had gone before them. Napoleon pushed closer to the gun sight, placing his eye up against the padded rest. He peered in, turning the NVD on. The green light illuminated the surroundings, and every speck of light was now bright. His visuals weren’t much, only the dark grass field with a hill in the distance.

“Hey, Simone! Can we switch roles? Just for a while? My neck hurts.” Napoleon said, pulling away from the gun sight. Simone shut his book, creating a loud snapping sound. His dark glance went over Napoleon, giving him a glare not many enjoyed. Without a single word, Simone pushed past Napoleon, and sat down in the gunner’s seat. Napoleon climbed out of the smaller area, and into the Commander’s position.

He peered from the hatch again, this time exposing his entire body above the waist. He saw the advancing infantry, each man and woman crouching, holding assault rifles. He looked to his side, and saw another tank similar to his, but past that he saw something else. A flash of light.

With a deafening boom, the tank next to his burst into flames. The crack slashed at his ears, making him stagger in his stance. He then saw red flares erupt from over the hill, and a wave of Russian rebels and soldiers poured over the ridge.

“Dvornyagi!” They shouted, as gunfire started between the two sides. Russian vehicles appeared from the shrubs and started to fire too. One sabot shell clashed with Napoleon’s vehcile, piercing straight into the engine and fuel tanks. The Leclerc skidded across the ground while a plume of flames blasted from the rear. The tank didn’t stop skidding, as the tracks were torn off by rugged terrain.

Napoleon tripped from the tank, falling out of the hatch. His slim build tumbled down a forested slope, which lead to a stream down below. The tank continued to tumble until it was consumed by the water, eventually stopping. The disoriented Napoleon watched as the tank was consumed by the flames, eventually exploding completely.

“Monkeys! Monkeys! Monkeys!” Napoleon screamed as he battered the leafy ground with his fist. “They’re half humans! They’re barbarians!” He continued to shout until he heard chattering up above. He dove to the ground, covering his mouth with his greasy hand. The voices were foreign, undecipherable.

The Russians quickly left as more gunfire rattled the air. As they left the immense divot, Napoleon stumbled up to his feet and reached for his pistol. He trudged forward, scaling the slope, breathing in heavily as if someone was wringing his throat. He jumped up, arm extended with his pistol in hand. Napoleon’s face turned from anger to horror, as he witnessed his entire division get slaughtered by the prepared defenders.

His aviators quickly became speckled his water, as his eyes began to tear up. How… How can the righteous empire be defeated by these… animals!

His inner thoughts were… answered. He heard a voice in his head, and his plea was answered. Napoleon turned around, where a glowing golden pebble lay…

[Cryptid_Liker]

The woman can do nothing but watch as the kin of the very kaiju that had altered the fabric of reality awakens right in front of her. Knowing there's no way out of this, she crouches down and starts begging whoever she may have wronged for forgiveness. This is interrupted by a loud crack as the last bit of ice restraining the dragon is broken. Yamato Ghidorah's body parts writhe around, pushing aside the surrounding chunks of glacier. The kaiju raises his closed wings and slams them into the ground before lifting his torso out of the water. His bird-like feet tap around the cavern floor, trying to find their footing. He eventually plants them in a secure spot before lowering his tails to the ground as extra balance support. The Ghidorah lifts his wngs out of the water and tucks them to his sides, now standing upright.

The dragon looks to be around 15-to-20 meters tall, a measly height compared to the other kaiju currently living. His heads press against the little bit of ceiling left. Yamato Ghidorah suddenly looks straight at the woman trapped with him. Hiding her fear, she stares right back. He takes a single step forward, causing a bit of dirt to fall into the water from above. Suddenly, the kaiju's middle head opens his mouth and lunges forward. The woman immediately assumes this is an attempt on her life and ducks. However, nothing happens. A guttural stomach-y sound echoes through the open chamber as the hydra's head lurches again, this time revealing the tip of a large ice block stuck in his throat. He gags once more before finally hurling out the object, which he had accidentally swallowed during his escape from the glacier.

A few seconds of silence pass before Yamato Ghidorah switches back to a quadrupedal position, pushing ice out of the way with his tails as to not obstruct him. The kaiju's heads tucked in as tightly to their body as possible. He readjusts his limbs and backs up against the wall. The dragon looks at the human trapped with him one final time before getting a running start and leaping up. He ends up slamming into the cave wall, only barely able to hold on to the forest ground with his wings. The Ghidorah manages to pull himself up, fully escaping the hole in the ground. Experiencing sunlight for the first time in at least centuries, the hydra shakes the water off his body and lets out a cackle-like roar before running into the forest. Meanwhile, the woman is left to wonder why that thing didn't kill her while it had the chance. Luckily for her, there's still a chance of escape in the form of a large portion of unmelted ice.

[VOID GHIDORAH]

The remains of the JSDF’s aerial forces were scrambled when the titanic storm system (and its glowing occupant) penetrated Japanese airspace. Nearly a dozen aircraft streaked around the ominous clouds, radar capturing the dragon within. It was smaller than most Kaiju, and seemed to lack wings, but it was still a major threat. Any Kaiju would be, after everything that had just occurred.

The jets fired a barrage of missiles, specially designed to penetrate the hide of a Kaiju and detonate with killing force. The majority never hit Mogu, instead detonating within the golden dust the dragon shed. A few did make contact, though, and that was enough to enrage the god.

Mogu exploded from the clouds, lights strobing and flickering as it roared.

A jet was crushed in the dragon’s jaws, obliterated with a roll of Mogu’s body. The others scattered, one slashed in half by a spiked tail. As they regrouped, Mogu flared gold, and the light was refracted through his scales into gamma radiation intense enough to burn steel and paint. As the jet’s pilots burned, Mogu dropped low to the earth far below, shredding a small town and bridge in the winds he created in his wake.

The flying dragon was on course to intercept Yamato Ghidorah, and nobody could predict what would happen next...

[Voyager]

Napoleon slipped down the leafy river ban, and loomed over the glowing rock. This was suspect, he thought, but intriguing, alluring even. His eyes were locked onto it, and he could fell his knees move. His body drifted down, now only a few inches from where the pebble lay. His dirty hand reached out, and a single finger outstretched to caress it.

When his fingertip touched it, he felt a jolt of electricity coursing through his hand. The voice spoke once more, but it was less internal, and more like someone whispering into his ear. As his eyes flickered from right to left, Napoleon felt an eerie tingle move through and around his neck and shoulders. Upon his back lay three golden threads, which thickened and thickened.

“Sacre Bleu!” Napoleon yelped as he tumbled to the ground, scurrying backwards as a little figure bounced to the ground in front of him. The creature was a bright gold, seemingly made of pure light. It had three necks, two tails, and massive wings for a creature it’s size. It walked with a bounce in it’s step, and it held it’s crowns high.

“Hello… uh… Napoleon, is it?” The little demon gurgled. The disoriented soldier nodded, awestruck expression streaked across his face. “I’m Ghidorah, and since you found my little… encasement, and freed me, you are to be my ho- partner! Yes, partner.”

Napoleon could only look on in a fear-induced confusion as the dragon wrapped itself around Napoleon’s neck and shoulders. Ghidorah lifted Napoleon up with a hint of power, and brushed him off. Napoleon and Ghidorah wandered to the burning wreck of the tank, and sighed.

“What’s wrong kid? Need somethin’?” Ghidorah playfully said.

“I… need a radio. There should be one in there.” Napoleon mumbled. “I need to contact the base. Assuming Katyn has been overrun, I’d need to contact Krasnyi.” The radio box suddenly appeared in Napoleon’s hands, covered in golden dust. Ghidorah look at him with his many eyes and winked.

“Now come, child! We have work to do. Also, just a warning, it’s going to be a fair partnership. You do stuff for me, I’ll keep assisting you!”

???

“Ugh! Where is she!”

“Maybe she…”

“No! Shut it, idiot! She’s gotta be somewhere!”

“Maybe during whatever just happened, she was taken somewhere else.”

“Possibly… but where the hell would we even start! I’m not even sure we’re on the same planet!”

“Well, we’ve got to stick together, okay?”

“Ugh, fine! But not because I like you, in fact, I do not like you! It’s only because we’re on some foreign world! Now, let’s stop yapping and go find her!”

[Cryptid_Liker]

Yamato Ghidorah's antlers peek through the treetops as he heads further through the Aokigahara. He spends his time peacefully exploring the environment when suddenly, a bright flash of light is followed by a loud crash. The draconic kaiju stands up on his two feet and extends his necks as far as he can, seeing what looks like a sharp piece of metal covered in flames. Broken glass surrounds a hole in the middle of the wreckage, from which a combination of red liquid and several chunks of meaty sludge seep down. A yellowish-white reptile subsequently descends from the sky, leaving behind a trail of golden dust. Yamato Ghidorah's primal instincts kick in and he starts running, keeping his three heads low as to not alert the creature.

Meanwhile, the woman had escaped the cavern and ran. She leaves the forest, eventually coming across a road. Relieved to have been spared by the golden dragon, she sits down on the grass. Her hand reaches inside her suit jacket for her phone but finds nothing. She must have forgot to bring it. Suddenly, multiple bright lights appear and then disappear, followed by sounds of explosions and roars. Hearing the commotion, the woman gets up and continues to flee the area. As she looks back, she sees that the sky has turned a bright gold.

FUJINOMIYA, SHIZUOKA PREFECTURE

After a couple hours of endless running and a long train ride, the woman has finally reached her destination. She opens the door to her home and walks in, falling on the couch. Normally, she would still be at work but her firm was evacuated due to that strange all-enveloping light being mistaken as a nuclear blast. Exhausted, she starts to doze off when suddenly, a rattling sound is heard from the kitchen. The woman gets up and walks over to investigate, only to see that her phone has a notification. It's a text by someone named Ohashi, who she immediately recognizes as one of her colleagues as well as a good friend. 'tomoko', the message reads. As she starts to type, another message comes in. 'did you see that?'

'did i see what' She replies, only to be met with 'that light messed up the entire world. it's on the news'. Curious, Tomoko turns on the TV. The first thing shown on the screen is a giant field. Multiple kaiju are in the area, including Godzilla and his relative. However, the most suprising aspect of the broadcast is the headline; "Osaka Terraformed After Large Kaiju Battle". Shocked, she opens her computer and searches for more information. Only then does Tomoko realize the true extent of that bright flash's effects. France declaring war on half of Europe, an entire archipelago appearing out of thin air, Mauna Kea suddenly erupting, giant whirlpools opening in the Antarctic Sea, and many more unbelievable occurences had just... happened in a matter of minutes. The world would never be the same.

[VOID GHIDORAH]

Mogu arced through the sky, eyes narrowed with confusion. The flying bugs had borne humans into the sky. Into his domain, where only gods had dared go. Something had changed since his death.

Mogu hated change.

Especially if they pertained to his realm.

As the godlike dragon continued, he scented the young Guardian Monster. Another dragon, a new beast that had emerged. Mogu snarled, but didn’t attempt to attack. Perhaps he could learn something from this newcomer, as much as he disdained contact with other Kaiju.

“Greetings, oh dragon,” Mogu called in a sound like an avalanche of copper pans, completely incomprehensible to any human. The earth shook with his voice, upsetting any human around to perceive him. “I am Mogu, ruler and god of this land. Speak to me, and I shall spare your existence.”

Mogu settled to the forest floor, trees shattering beneath his powerful limbs and long tail. He curled up like a cat, eyes open and a dense golden mist of scales hanging in the air around his body. Yamato Ghidorah would almost certainly not feel threatened by the dragon, at least not yet.

[Voyager]

Napoleon’s fingers drummed on the kit as the couple trudged further down the forest. Napoleon’s heavily eyelids kept drooping down rods only for Ghidorah to shock him. It was like this. The whole way.

“Can we rest, Monsieur? My feet ache and I’m sure to fall asleep.” Napoleon yawned. The young man stumbled to the ground, his head planting into the soft leafy undergrowth. Ghidorah knew his vessel wouldn’t keep chugging forever. He floated down to the Earth, and layer on top of Napoleon’s back, closing his many eyes. Even his mind needed to drift…

He opened his eyes, and saw a purple, mixed void. Like paint swirled in milk, everything looked distorted. He saw violence, death, insanity, chaos and the disarray of his fellow higher beings. Ghidorah gritted his non-existent teeth as he floated through the trans-dimensional plane. One thing caught his eye however… this hadn’t just gotten the attention of the Higher beings, but also the Transcensional beings. Angels and Demons littered the place, trying to keep order or pursuing the art of chaos. Ghidorah heard an angelic voice behind him, reading out a report.

“Earth 1137; Eliminated. Earth 771; Compromised. Earth 954; Active. In fact, very active. With your permission sir, I will be able to intervene. Do you permit?” A flash of light illuminated the bleak darkness for a moment, before instantly fading back.“It would be my gracious honour, sir. I will go down immediately.”

Ghidorah knew his way around the trans-dimensional plane, and he also knew ‘Earth 954’ was the dimension and world he had been meddling with. The angel looked up from their clipboard, and looked right into the guilty eyes of the dragon. Ghidorah shut his eyes, and woke back up in the real world, scared like a baby without it’s mother. The sun was rising again, and Ghidorah needed to go.

“Wake up! Napoleon! Wake up, we’ve to go!” Ghidorah softly shrieked as he tugged at Napoleon’s belt.

“Wha-t… is it?” He asked sleepily. Ghidorah clutched tightly onto Napoleon’s coat, and started to speak gibberish. His body illuminated gold, and with a spark they were gone.

Okinawa

As fast as they were transported, Napoleon jolted to full readiness. He looked around and saw a sunny day, on a cliff side.

“Hey!? What the hell!?” Napoleon yelled at the dragon, still recuperating. Ghidorah shuffled around on the ground, pacing backwards and forwards.

“You’re too much of a danger to me. I need to leave you.” Ghidorah suddenly disappeared and left Napoleon alone on the beach. The man screamed as he launched his fist into a tree, furiously slamming the trunk. Napoleon hit one bad slam, and his hand stung like a pinch. As he yelped, he turned around to face something strange. Peculiar. His ticket to success. His ticket to the universal stage.

[Cryptid_Liker]

Yamato Ghidorah stops running, frozen in fear by the otherwordly call. His three heads peek above the treetops, seeing the reptilian kaiju standing across from him. The larger beast lets out another roar, rattling the ground. The hydra stands up in a tripod stance and lets out a roar in response. Mogu stands there, deciphering this small dragon's response. Naively, the multi-headed wyvern assumes that he does not intend to harm him. He roars again, only to see that the reptile has gotten closer. Golden dust covered him as he walked over to Yamato Ghidorah. Mogu rears up on his hind legs, silently judging the dragon up close.

[Gigantis]

Sensing.. something going on not too far away, Frankenstein snarled. Kaiju, two of them, going head to head in a fight? Well in that case, they would have to answer to him!

His snarl turned into a full blown roar, as he suddenly ran towards Mogu and Ghidorah's destination, not caring how long it would take..

[Cryptid_Liker]

Yamato Ghidorah suddenly hears a brass-like roar and looks over with his left head, only to see some sort of deformed... no, decaying biped. It looks horrifying, with scars everywhere and mismatched body parts. Even worse, this thing is near-triple Mogu's height. Flakes of skin falls off of the abomination's skeletal head as it roars. As the thing continues to make that terrible sound, it starts running towards the two. Despite the creature's seemingly-short legs, it's running very fast. Obscured by his fellow dragon's dust trail, Yamato Ghidorah runs into the forest. Mogu fails to catch the small hydra, only to notice the hybrid and turn around to counter its incoming attack.

[Gigantis]

Frankenstein roared again as he saw the small three headed dragon scurry away at speeds even he couldn't reach at. No matter, he would catch up to it eventually. Right now, it was time to take care of another monster!

*SWAP*

Mogu suddenly found himself slapped aside by Frankenstein's fist slamming right into his cheek, sending him straight into the ground, leaving a skid mark. Snarling, he began to stomp forward again, watching the red dragon struggle to get back up. It wouldn't have to worry long though, it would all be over soon..

[VOID GHIDORAH]

Mogu howled as its divine scales were sullied by this… degenerate.

The god’s golden scales suddenly began to spread and thicken as Mogu rose into the sky like a missile, choking Frankenstein and stinging it’s eyes and nose. As it struggled, Mogu flared brilliant white, light pouring through the scales until Frankenstein was blinded. Ghidorah wouldn’t be able to keep his eyes on the flying dinosaur, who soon outshined the sun above.

Mogu sneered, and the light vanished.

Seconds later, Frankenstein would begin to suffer from the extreme UV radiation Mogu was creating, skin reddening and flaking as it burned.

A cackle of glee echoed, and Mogu dove to slash at Frankenstein’s eyes with his long talons.