Godzil... the idol of many, has been part of numerous colborations and iterations, from monster to protector and many more. Now, this same Godzil is falling through the cracks of the multiverse, with nothing but one thousand and one colors passing through its eyes each second and the unnatural cold and hot sensation in its scales . Godzil can see the many universes as the fall continues, some in the past, some in the future, some depicting realities that don't have any Godzil except in movies . She can see Mothra from foe to ally , Rodan, the burning bird, and Ghidorah, the bastard three-headed dragon that has been her enemy in all universes. As she revolves in the pain of the burning sensation in her scales to maintain consciousness, she suddenly feels a pain like no other directly from inside her body, her bones and muscles broken and repaired , her mass fluctuating like a rollercoaster from no weight to impossible density . As the pain rises even higher, she can only make a decision...
Through the cracks of reality and the infinite universes, a deep blue comet can be seen as Godzil fires her atomic breath, breaking apart the barrier of a universe where she falls in. One blink, and she is above the clouds, falling through them. Her head feels light as she pierces through the clouds, and beneath her, only water can be seen, but she recognizes this pce... the Pacific Ocean in its beautiful expanse is under her as she finally reaches her terminal velocity and falls into it. Water sprays through the air as big waves form from the spot where Goji has fallen. Minutes pass as she finally emerges from the depths of the sea to take a breath. She quickly looks around and spots a small patch of sand with a palm tree, where she automatically swims toward the isnd without much thought...
Huff, huff...* bored breaths can be heard on this patch of sand as Goji lies on her back, catching her breath after all the travel she has done today . But something is off. As she finally has time to observe, she asks how the hell she can lie on this small patch of sand... and why it isn't small anymore . Why the hell does she refer to herself with pronouns, and what the hell are these hands?! Suddenly , a blue panel appears out of nowhere in front of her . Her instinct kicks in, and she punches it, but her fist passes through it. As she prepares to punch it again, a series of symbols pass the panel, and finally, a message is transmitted directly to her head.*
-User: Gojira
- Body of the user heavily broken and changed ... stabilizing power to this body... in process. - As no actual nguage has been registered in the memory of the user, the message will be transmitted directly to the user's head and expined. - User isn't from this universe; transmitting basic information about this pnet... done. - No species simir to this user... Last of the species... modifying body to better production of descendants ... in process. - Evaluating power of the user... transcribing to chart... transcribing to numbers...
As the messages go on and on, Gojira feels her body growing weak and nimble. She tries to fight through this sensation; pain is a sum of the process, and for much of the fiery hate she feels in her heart, her body surrenders before her mind, and she falls unconscious ...
- Welcome, Gojira . We wish you luck in your survival.
