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Far below the surface of the Pacific Ocean, and many meters away from the landmass known as Monster Island was what remained of an immense crater. A crater that had once been the empire of the undersea civilization known as the Devonians. Though they had proven dangerous to all on the surface, all it took was an attack from Godzilla, himself, and a few nukes to eradicate them forever. And the monsters who had been under their influence escaped before any lasting harm could be inflicted upon them - inevitably landing most of them on Monster Island. All...except for one, who had been seemingly annihilated beforehand: Destoroyah, who had arguably been the Devonians mightiest weapon in their war against humanity.

Though none of them ever actually considered the possibility of the humans possessing freezing tech big enough to put him on ice.

And in turn, no humans actually thought of the possibility of the aggregate managing to separate only a few itty-bitty pieces of himself as the Absolute Zero Gun effected his biology. Almost microscopic, and about the size of plankton, or krill, noone would ever actually suspect these tiny abominations to be all that remained of the undersea alien's bio-weapon. Or at least wouldn't, until it was too late. Although he also had been an unwilling thrall of the Devonians insects, Destoroyah retained a sense of self-preservation. And as of now, all of the individual micro-aggregates had been busy absorbing as much of the highly concentrated oxygen which had arisen in the area some time after the attack on the undersea kingdom, and slowly growing far stronger under the effects of the element known as Micro-Oxygen to the point where they were now able to re-merge into the six-legged, mansized beasts which had terrorized the humans since his/their conception. There weren't many of them, but that was slowly changing. Once they found richer concentrations of Micro-Oxygen, they would rejoin into their true form. And all who crossed them would die a hundred deaths by Destoroyah's will.

But then, a sudden spark of yellow lightning flashing around the group put a wrench into those plans as the cluster was struck by the abnormal bolts that shot out from a single point, defying the rules of reality. Or perhaps it was a blessing in disguise. For every bolt that struck an aggregate, a burst of energy enveloped them, and made them feel a sense of rejuvenation. On instinct, the cluster gathered in the same place, and allowed their essence to merge into a single whole. Multiple minds, and souls joining together, and in a glowing crimson light, followed by an explosive burst of foaming water which melted anything caught in the frothing burst down to the bone. The silhouette of a winged demon appeared, heralded by the golden glow of a bladed horn, and two eyes filled only with endless rage, and hate.

A shrill, titanic roar heralded Destoroyah's return, before the yellow lightning bolts consumed him, and caused him to vanish in a flash.

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Amidst the wreckage of the oil rig, a big-eyed, gelatinous mass of unholy poison, gunk, cloggy oil, and toxic waste engorged itself on the overflowing supply of oil spilling into the ocean. And Hedorah had never been one for wasting even a dollop of food any time it was provided to him by these idiotic humans. It was ironic how the refuse that was causing the entire world to choke on its own breath was only ever an absolute feast to the smog monster. One of the only benefits of being trapped on this world. True, he also got to eat the humans that attempted to expedite his feeding frenzies. But he also had to ensure he remained out so fight, lest he wanted an encounter with that....that inhumanly frightening, and strong dino-monster. It was because of HIM that Hedorah was reduced to such a weak state, barely even able to split into multiple bodies to speed up the feeding process, and heal enough to get off this miserable rock. Even after all these years, he was barely at his peak, and needed to feed just a few more times before he was ready. Maybe by then, he could get even with that aggravating animal, and repay him for the stomping sessions he put the smog monster through.

It was at that moment a streak of yellow lighting struck him, and made him disappear in a flash of gold.

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Area 51 housed more than just the Millenian warship that had escaped with the cyborg, Gigan, and wreaked havoc on Vegas. Following a climactic battle which had caused immense mayhem throughout San Francisco, the alien monstrosity who had been dubbed "Monster X", and his other form "Keizer Ghidorah", to reference the 3 headed dragon who preceded him, had been slain in battle by Godzilla, and left to rot afterwards. The government procured his remains, and decided to learn all that they could from it. To that end, they ended up handing him over to the facility already housing an alien. And despite the assault made by Gigan, and his alien masters, The Cryog, his remains were untouched, and in tact. Years of research yielding unique, and intriguing results noone had ever seen before. In time, there was a chance his biology could be reverse-engineered to produce any number of biological solutions, and items for medicinal, and militaristic use. But that time would never come, now. For, to the unsurprising shock of all the researches in charge of studying his corpse, a sparkling surge of yellow lightning erupted above the body, and began electrifying it. At first, all thought it was an unnatural occurrence which had randomly appeared for no rhyme or reason. But as they observed, the phenomenon was actually something else. Something far more spectacular: in mere moments, the electrical surge enveloping the Keizer's body was energizing the form, and boosting its own healing factor to the highest degree. The only head on the body began to inflate like a balloon as he began glowing with bright, golden energy. In the process, his form completely reverted to that of Monster X - whose glowing, red eyes symbolized his return to the realm of the living.

His figure stood erect as he roared with new life, just before the lightning made him disappear in a flash.

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To say that the cyber-organic kaiju named Gigan was the luckiest being alive was nothing to exaggerate. During the invasion of Earth, lead by the emperor of the shape-shifting, cephalopod-based aliens known as The Cryog, Gigan found himself as the spear head of resistance against the invasion. Thanks to his upgrades, he was more than a match for the armada, and should have been more than a match for that good-for-nothing robot with the idiotic smile built into his head who made an idiot out of him in Las Vegas. Forced him to retreat from that battle with him, and Godzilla when their bio-weapon turned on him, and the two warriors double-teamed him. Their rematch was nothing short of spectacular. But unfortunately, it ended with the robot getting the better of him again: tricking him into driving his chain-sawed arm into the head of the Cryog's Command Ship. This sent the ship, and him with it, on a collision course with the titanic Magita, Queen of the Trilopods. With the ship holding the explosive force of 3 hydrogen bombs, Gigan and his leader, Rhizon, should have died.

But if there's one thing Gigan has going for him: it's his built-in sensors detecting life signals. When his sensors detected a Crog life-signal going out inside the ship, it got his attention. Another scan detected Commander Rhizon, standing in the room where his buzzsaw had been embedded - the remains of the dead cryog being caught in his blades. When it happened, Gigan was already blasting the surface open, and freeing himself, before turning to his commander. Though Gigan had always been fiery, and almost roguish, he held a sense of loyalty to Rhizon for saving his live all those ages ago. He would not be here today were it not for the cryog commander.....who he always connected with on a personal level, due to their free-spirited nature. So he knew he had to keep him safe, no matter what. Even if it meant he had to stick the commander in his mouth to hold him. Seconds before the warship collided, Gigan bolted into the air - though still not fast enough to get away from the explosion.

Thankfully, he survived with his arms in tact - minus buzzsaws - and his body pretty banged up, but still whole. Even more thankful was that Gigan had left one of the Cryog ships in tact, and was able to reach it, just as it attempted to escape Earth. The cyborg, though injured, was still able to tear the entire ship apart on his own. And he would have, if Rhizon hadn't convinced the crew to submit to his command. Maybe it was the fact he had an enormous cyber-chicken with a buzzsaw belly, and laser backing him up, but they inevitably conceded. Now, far out of earth's orbit, on the dark side of the moon where no human eyes could detect them, the Cryog could rebuild, and prepare for revenge. Gigan was undergoing a new modification which would hopefully make him even stronger than he has during the Cryog War. As the final check-ups completed, and he looked himself over before looking over to the Mechagodzilla drones beside him, all Gigan could think of was finally exacting revenge on that damned robot, and his lizard friend for ruining everything.

That even includes the crystal asshole who had indeed betrayed their cause to set out on his own, as his fight with him proved.

Suddenly, Gigan vanished in a flash of golden lightning, leaving a baffled Cryog behind.

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And further beyond the Solar System of Earth, and out past the Milky Way galaxy, the treacherous Spacegodzilla angrily snorted as he towed the silver UFO behind him. It angered him even now that such an insolent race as those parasitic insects, and paranoid squids were able to ambush him, and even steal his own power for themselves. This was in no way the worst offense he suffered - he could live with these indignities because of the retribution he would unleash later. Their ultimate folly was what they had reduced him into doing for his own survival.

He allied with his own mortal enemy, and sworn foe, Godzilla, after all the years actually spent preparing his revenge against his counterpart.

Even worse was how they ended up preventing him from finishing off his exhausted, and injured foe while he was downed. His roar of anger declared that he intended to finish what he began, before he left earth in a tactical retreat. He had a feeling his "sibling" could defeat the alien freaks on his own. And inevitably, he had been proven right. Now, he needed to ready himself once again for a counter-attack to end his nemesis. It was during this time he stumbled across the immense silver spaceship with only a single occupant inside. Scanning the ship with his telepathy, he had learned that the abomination inside was named Orga: and like him, it was a horrible abomination who shared Godzilla's cells. Not only that, but after a coup made against the foolish, and arrogant Rhizon, Orga had been jettisoned into space with the supposed intent of retrieving him. Obviously, that never happened because of unknown circumstances. Now, the mutation was nothing but garbage in an oversized tincan, left in the depths of space to fend for himself. Abandoned, alone, and with noone to rely on.

Spacegodzilla could have left him to drift in the endless void, and he wouldn't end up losing any sleep over it. But deep down......an instinct told him it was a good idea not to leave him. Perhaps he could end up being useful to the crystal tyrant. Also, he knew what it was like to be tossed aside after a single defeat by those wormy slime-worms. He still has no memory of how he came to be, but he knew the Cryog certainly didn't give him life. Yet he believed with them, he could find the one his instincts had always directed him to destroy. The one knew was the obstacle of his existence, and needed to eliminate. There can only be one, and he was the only Gojiran worthy of existing - not that senseless, arrogant, brutish-minded twat who opposed him at every turn. But his defeat showed him how useless the alliance was - though given Gigan was spying on him for the Cryog, it just proved his point. Hence why he showed no mercy when the two fought, and taught him his rightful place. Now, all he needed to do was teach his double who the REAL king of the monsters was.

Until streaks of golden lightning enveloped him, along with the Millenian ship, and made them both disappear in a flash.

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The first thing each of the six unnatural kaiju noticed as they appeared a new environment was how cold it actually was. Freezing winds, and snow blowing past the giant monsters as they stood in the icy terrain. Destoroyah in particular was actually terrified, at first, due to his weakness to the cold, and his vulnerability to such terrain. But as he feared his entire body would go into shock before the Micro-Oxygen in his blood freezes over, and eventually kills him.......he suddenly began to realize the cold didn't bother him - at all. It was cold, to be certain, but not at the lethal extent he was familiar with. He was enduring it like any of the flesh-and-blood animals he faced could, and with no issues. Before he could try, and understand how, and why this was, a shrill roar behind him alerted him to the presence of the others, followed by a voice carrying authority, and strength. or at least a great deal of confidence.

"Why have you cretins brought me here?! What do you want?!" Spacegodzilla roared, as his crystals glowed with orange energy.

"YOU!" Gigan exclaimed angrily, as the chainsaw on his abdomen revved, gaining his enemies attention. "Ah, Gigan. It appears there is alot more riffraff to annoy me in this frozen wasteland."

"You've got some nerve after the shit you pulled, you blue bastard!"

"Oh, please, spare me your outrage: you, and your masters betrayed me, and I betrayed you. Be grateful I thought against ending your existence in our last encounter."

"A fate which should have been reserved for you, as I recall." Monster X said, with his arms crossed, earning him a look of indifference from Spacegodzilla. "As if you're one to talk, hybrid. At least I was strong enough to overcome my defeat that day - you allowed yourself to be crushed by mere animals at the height of your power. A weakling as you deserved his fate - though how you're here now is indeed interesting."

X's eyes narrowed as his arms fell to his sides, and his fists clenched. "Watch your tone, you abomination. Neither of us are under the Cryog's whim any longer. There is nothing to keep me from showing you who the strong one here truly is." Just as the 3 kaiju prepared for a fight, a purple beam cut in between them, and alerted them to Destoroyah's presence, along with the quadrupedal form of Hedorah. The former looking even less patient than the others. A low hiss escaping his fanged maw as he said, "I have no concern for whatever quarrel you alien freaks have! One of you will tell me who brought me to this forsaken province, or I will eviscerate you one, after the other!"

Orga, who had apparently been pulled out of his ship, slammed both fists on the ground, and roared in challenge. "You're gonna have a helluva time trying if you think it's that easy! I'll break you apart, and eat you whole! Same with the rest of you morsels!" This earned glaring stares from all of the kaiju gathered here. Only a few minutes, and they all decided that they hated each other. Gigan was weary of Orga, and Spacegodzilla due to his previous encounters, but still willing to go all out to kill them. Spacegodilla's bodily crystals surged with power as he drew several crystal spires out of the earth, preparing for a fight. The same went for Monster X, and Destoroyah as well as Orga. Hedorah, meanwhile, was debating whether he should actually get involved or just get out of there right now. The fact he wasn't freezing over in this frigid cold was odd enough: he didn't want to get in the middle of what would be an earth-shattering quarrel between such powerful warriors. Tensity as thick as tungsten hanged in the air, as the war of the century seemed about ready to begin.

That was when an eerie, loud, and ominous roar none of them had ever heard before broke through the tension.

Suddenly, for reasons they had no explanation for, they felt an aura of primal fear surrounding them. Black clouds flashing with yellow lightning as the beating of massive wings could be heard. The winds grew harsher, and more fearsome as it became harder to see. Yet all of the gathered kaiju were able to look in the direction of the wingbeats. All coming from the black clouds which had reached the edge of the cliff they never noticed they were beside. The lightning was in that cloud, as well, flashing, and coursing more ferociously than in the sky.

Then they saw six crimson eyes piercing through, attached to a massive, winged body flying through the clouds as the lightning flashed. Its figure made the more terrifying as it passed through. To the awe of the six gathered, the monstrous giant made an impressive, and imposing manner of landing: swooping a few meters upwards in front of them, before pulling in the massive wings towards its torso, and then swinging them backwards. The beast's silhouette defined by the lightning that made a final flash behind, before the clouds parted, and the monster landed. But when they all saw what it was, some of their expressions were of shock, and awe: at least Gigan, Orga, X, and Hedorah. Spacegodzilla, and Destoroyah remained collected, and visibly reserved - though inside, their instincts screamed at them to escape. That what was now standing in front of them was no kaiju, and it was no monster.

It was a true Devil.

A devil that former team of four aliens seemed to recognize, only because of its resemblance to another golden, 3 headed dragon. But any idiot could obviously see how radical the differences were. A key difference being how this unholy beast actually towered over Destoroyah, himself, and his wingspan exceeded his by an impressive amount. He also didn't have fan-shaped wings, but dragonic, 3-fingered claws on both limbs, with an extra pair of knuckles holding the wing membranes. Also, the body itself was physically shaped as though it were armored. The winged demon had scales, naturally, but they all seemed to coat a number of armored plates covering his body. Very much like the mythical western dragons of old. The horns on the 3 heads were certainly an impressive length, and added to his strangely beautiful, yet imposing figure Each head holding a differing expression, with the right having a sneer, and the left a look of quiet curiosity. It was the middle which proved the most unnerving. The glowing red eyes, like snake eyes, peered at the gathered monsters intently. All while a wicked smile crossed its face. Eyes which held malevolence, cunning, intelligence, and sadism in a single, golden package. If this dragon's heads have differing persona's........it's clear the middle is the one in charge.

"The dragon stood upon the shore of the sea. And I saw a beast coming out of the sea. It had ten horns and seven heads, with ten crowns upon its horns, and on each head a blasphemous name."

The deep, slippery, but suave, composed, and authoritarian voice that came out of the middle's mouth surprised them, while confirming it was male. But they were more taken of guard by paragraph he made. None of them actually knew what it meant, until the right head snorted. "Eons later, and are we actually still quoting human literature? These troglodytes are practically newborn, and completely clueless. There's no way they'd know what we meant."

"So? It's still awesome, and fun to do." The left head said, sounding less gruff than the right, and more carefree.

"Of course you would think so - that's what you practically think about everything you see in front of you."

"Do these things count?"

"Only if you like ugly freaks." The group bristled at this.

"Enough out of BOTH of you!" The middle ordered. Though the right was mildly reluctant, both heads bowed a little, and quieted down. The middle head finally turned, and properly addressed his newfound company. "Apologies, for the lot of you. Aside from their idiocy, I only wished to make amused reference to the circumstances of this gathering. Obviously, we are the dragon, and all of us joined together make The Beast."

Actually confused, Orga actually began counting down how many of them were there. "But, uh.....didn't you mention ten....crowns? How does something with seven heads have ten crowns? And how are dragon, and the beast? Wouldn't that just make eight? And aren't we having ten heads? That just doesn't-"

"QUIET, YOU IMBECILIC HUNCHBACK!" Spacegodzilla roared in complete aggravation, with enough force to make Orga back down. The crystal tyrant took a hint of pride that Orga quickly caught onto the difference in their strength with just a shout, but was still annoyed by his stupidity. He sighed, "Put it simply this way: He/they/it are the dragon, yes......but Beast is an allegory term. Our bodies act as the heads, while the ACTUAL heads pose as the crowns and horns! As for the rest, I actually have no idea, but do you actually get the gist of it, you great buffoon?"

".....................would it be bad if I said no?"

A window in Spacegodzilla's mind cracked, and shattered as his wide eyes twitched with absolute rage. A moron - he was about to work with an absolute moron who was obviously just a brute. And already he was grating on his own intelligence. The moment was broken by the laughter of the 3 headed dragon. "Astute for one as young as you." The middle head complimented, before continuing. "I see exactly how correct I was in bringing you here." This information garnered the group's full attention. "It was you?!" Gigan exclaimed in shock.

"Indeed, it was we who summoned all of you: from the bottom of the ocean, to the further reaches of the galaxy. Even from the realm of Death, itself. It is by our will that each of you stands before us now, and with far greater strength than before - and why one among you holds weakness to the element of ice no longer. A true testament to the power we possess."

It was actually quite stunning. And almost unbelievable, were it not for the obvious fact that two of their number had been previously deceased - or at least one of them had been. If what this 3 headed beast said was true, then their presence here along with their winged host confirmed it. That, and the memory of being abducted by bolts of yellow lightning that appeared out of thin air seemed to coincide. Still, the fact he had an ability to teleport all of them here at once - and even from a great distance - proved he/it was not one to take lightly. Though some, such as a certain X-named alien, required further convincing. "Maybe it is true, and you did what you claimed. However, what irks me at the moment is the fact that all you've done is boast of your incredible might, and not once have you even mentioned your name to us. I should think the one who actually brought us here could give us such a courtesy." Monster X was certainly bold, anyone could concede. Right now, though, it probably wasn't exactly the best time for such a defiant display. Made all the more so when the 3 heads began to sneer all together. The expression of fake pleasantness erased form their features as their knuckles slammed into the ground, and making the very ice shake. "Then allow me to rectify the mistake, and end your insolent preconceptions here, and now." The middle head said in a clear, threatening tone which actually got under the groups skin, and/or scales. "Eons throughout history, this earth has referred to me by many names. The other worlds I have ended providing even more. Now, you may call me by my one, single name that has remained constant throughout the ages. To you, and all who exist, I am forever known as KING GHIDORAH: The Golden Demise, and The One Who Is Many."

Only Gigan, and Monster X quietly exclaimed in shock, and fear. The others, however, only showed clear confusion at the given name. "Ghidorah? As in the 3 headed dragon who faced Godzilla twice?" A hiss later, and Spacegodzilla was reflecting a bolt from the sky - though just barely, given the force of the lightning strike. Destoroyah took this as opportunity to attack, and fired an oral ray of MO at the 3 headed horror. To his, and everyone else's surprise, the beam seemed to reflect off of an invisible forcefield that sent the beam firing off into the sky. An amused smirk crossed the 3 head as Ghidorah said, "Only compare me the infernal disgrace to my name if you wish to share his fate." He threatened, as the memory of the cyborg dragon being pulled into a rift in space which lead to an empty, lifeless void. The last thing the creature seeing, and hearing as a harrowing screech of power, and a bright golden light as bright as the sun - before its entire world went back. "That pawn already paid the price for disgracing my name, and legacy, and will never have the opportunity to do so, again. Would a further demonstration of power be in order?" He let the threat hang in the air, and give them all the impression of what kind of danger they would be in they attempted to attack again. Wisely, the crystal clone, and the Oxygen Destroyer incarnate decide not to press their luck further. Not without a full understanding of the dragon's full capabilities. X, however, now seemed alot more interested in the godly dragon than before, with his posture being alot more respectable than before. His voice being more controlled, and refined than before. "You're him, aren't you? The source of all Ghidorans, whose lifeblood gave rise to the golden destroyers of worlds, and brought forth terror to all of creation?"

"Ah, nice! Someone knows who we really are!" The left head beamed.

"Good to see at least one lifeform has real wits about them." The right head gruffly chuckled, annoying the other kaiju.

"But how could this one NOT know of us?" The middle inquired. "After all, it is my essence which flows through his veins. An immensely incredible, evolutionary leap for my legacy. Perhaps it is because you are the youngest of my offspring to be born that we have not met until this moment. At least the issue has been rectified."

"But......how can you be here?" Gigan asked with his voice sounding out his intimidated stature. "I heard of the legends of the Golden Demise from X, but that's all I though they were: mere legends. And how can he be related to you when he's so drastically different - especially compared to the Ghidorah that used to be on earth?"

"Because of the fact King Ghidorah added his own blood into a primordial well-spring, which is a source of creation." X explained. "The two elements mixed together gave rise to a small number of golden demons made in his image....though a few were born later due to the well-spring initiating the need for enhanced Ghidorans. I was the last one to be born from the well-spring......before our King disappeared without a trace."

"May I inquire as to how that happened?" Spacegodzilla asked.

"If it will allow you to comprehend, then I suppose it is necessary. The first thing you need know is that the creatures this world refers to as "kaiju" were not the first of their kind. Eons in the past, before the end of what is known as The Permean Era, the world was ruled by an ancient race of creatures known as Titans. Beasts who maintained the so-called Balance of nature, and preserved this world. There were many in those days, thriving upon the immense radiation flowing in, and out of this planet, and all were worshiped by the ancient human civilizations as Gods. Their influence spreading to the modern era with human religion, and mythology inspired by their existence."

"The way it's described, these "titans" are no long around." Destoroyah stated with interest. "Is there a reason for this?"

"Merely their disappearance, brought on by an extinction event which ended the permean era, and cast the Titans in the dust of the earth."

"What kind of event could wipe out an entire race of beings worshipped as actual gods?" Gigan asked, earning a wicked smile from the 3 headed devil as the middle head reached forward, saying with sadistic glee, "You are conversing with it even now." All 3 heads laughed at the shock of the group, before the left head said, "Oh, holy crap! All of you should see your itty-bitty faces! It's all so priceless! AHAHAHAHAAAH!"

Shaking off the moment of shock - and brief bout of fear he refused to acknowledge as fear - Spacegodzilla said, "You exterminated the titans? All on your own?"

"Ah, so the brainiac of the bunch ain't all that smart, after all. How sad." The right head said with mock sympathy, making it all too clear he was insulting the crystal hybrid. The latter growled in anger, even as said head smirked in satisfaction. A glare from the middle head silenced his aggressive "twin", and he resumed his tale. "Rudeness aside, it is indeed far from a lie. At the height of our immeasurable might, all it would require is a single gravity bolt to annihilate an entire planet from existence. Something we have done to a few worlds in the past. However, after a time, such an action became as exciting as observing an orthynix graze in a pasture."

Orga's head cocked to the side. "Are those.....?"

"Space cattle, yes - moving on!" The right head remarked impatiently.

"Peace, Ni. Anyway, we eventually found a whole greater plethora of amusement from killing worlds in more......unique ways. As I know some of you can attest: it is far more pleasurable to observe the death and destruction you bring at a much closer angle." Ghidorah's tone turned dark, as he seemed to reminisce on the methods used to exterminate other lifeforms. "The utter despair in the faces of the native lifeforms as a power beyond their understanding reigns death from above down upon them all. The terror of seeing all that they know, and love burn into ashes, and that it shall be their fate, as well. The numerous screams, the scrambling masses, heheheh...the pathetic attempts of praying to a higher power to save them as all hope dies. Countless times we have heard their prayers - and ignored them all." As all 3 heads chuckled with glee, the other kaiju - even Destoroyah - felt unnerved by the level of sadism, and sociopathic nature of this Devil incarnate. Even they never took complete pleasure in ending the lives of others because it only either further their own goals, was simply a necessary act as part of their mission, or it was only in their nature to kill. This one, though. He took everything pertaining to the term "monster", and embodied all that it referred to. "I came to this world to do as we had done for eons across all of space, and time. From the heavens above we descended on this rock, like the great dragon himself. And like The Dragon, I held dominion over an entire legion of "demons" from an entirely separate realm that paralleled to this one. The Antilocks, who bow to me as their one, and only king, were my ultimate weapons of war, and chaos. And our control over space-time permitted us access to the dimensional frequency of their realm, allowing me to open a gateway known simply as The Breach. As they had done numerous times in the past, under our command, Antilocks of many great, and horrific gradients poured into the Earth Realm, and tore apart all that they saw while consuming the energies which once radiated off of these lands - leaving only ashy waste in their wake like true parasites. Together, we annihilated the ancient human civilizations who thrived in an area of pure radiation, and killed most of their precious Titans. A reign of absolute terror, which proved an incredible epoch of chaos for all who existed."

A moment of silenced passed over the group, who were actually quite in awe of the story they had been told so far. The true King Ghidorah was nothing less than an impressive conqueror, and annihilator of worlds if he was to believed. But Spacegodzilla, who was the first to actually escape his momentary lapse in common sense, cleared his own throat in a brief chuckle that broke the ice, and garnered everyone's attention. "But obviously, as these things go on this infernal planet, something went horribly wrong if you only now were able to return."

At this, all heads sneered in absolute anger, and the signs of marred pride which Spacegodzilla recognized. "In that era, you were not the only individuals to be plagued by a reptilian upstart who breaths source energy as his dorsal plates shimmer like diamonds in the night." Everyone was actually caught off-guard when they quickly gained an understanding of the 3 headed devil's implications. Everyone except Orga, who was actually clueless to the implications. The left head seemed to notice, and said, "Sorry, big guy: what Ichi means is that in those days, the creature you know as Godzilla had an ancestor race that came before, yet opened the way for his species to emerge. And we ended up fighting one of them - got it?" Orga actually nodded in understanding, to the near amazement of the others, before the left head said, "Also, i'm San, the grump is Ni, and he's Ichi." Although "San" was smiling, and feeling pleased with himself, Ichi was less than accepting of his sibling head's actions, and yanked him by the horn as he gave a startled yelp of pain. "OKAY, I'M SORRY! I WON'T BLAB LIKE THAT AGAIN, I PROMISE!" Despite the comedic display, Ghidorah's middle head still snarled in threatening anger as he held San for a few moments before releasing him. Shaking his head, Ichi resumed telling their story, which had begun to reach its conclusion. *angrily sighs* "Yes: we also faced our own "Godzilla" in the twilight of the Permean Era. An Alpha species who lead what few titans remained in a united assault against our Antilock forces. In the end, he and his wretched beasts drove my demons back into the Breach, and somehow sealed it away. I at least take an incredible amount of pride in the knowledge it required all of them to finally overwhelm me. But while the imbeciles believed they had killed King Ghidorah once, and for all, they only weakened me temporarily."

"With all due respect, uh..."king" Ghidorah, based on the info on earth the Cryog studied, the era you mention was actually BILLION of years ago." Gigan said. "And if you got injured, and rendered inactive at the end of that point in time, then we might have different ideas on what temporarily means."

"SILENCE!!!" Ni roared at the cyborg, actually causing him to stumble backwards from the mild force, and fall on his back with a fearful expression. "We spent what felt like an eternity recovering our strength: biding our time, and giving our healing factor enough time to heal our injuries. Eventually, this land became our frozen tomb, and we were rendered prisoners of this accursed world until we could reclaim our lost strength. Do NOT mistake our inactivity for cowardice, or incompetence, you mechanical insect!"

"ENOUGH, NI!" Ichi commanded the right head, making him growl bitterly before he finally settled into silence. A heavy sigh escaped his scaly lips as he said, "Our primary source of power is the terror we inflict on others. A psychic energy source which fuels our internal reserves, and fuels our immortality, though we CAN absorb electrical energy as effectively. Unfortunately, the latter was an unavailable option, and when the ancient humans died, and the remaining titans descended into hibernation, the necessary terror we needed was in short supply. Thus we spent eons absorbing what terror we could manage from the human race that arrived millennia after. Still, despite our wounds being healed, we lacked the energy required to release ourselves from our frozen tomb." A devious smirk appeared on Ghidorah's three faces. "Until the descendants of the titans - the creatures known as kaiju - emerged, and unleashed their fury upon the humans. The absolute and immense terror which followed gave us exactly what we required, and in the early years of 2010, we broke free of our icy bonds to the modern era of the universe." A rather judgmental expression then crossed all three heads as they looked over the gathered before them. "Our powers allowing us to see through the eyes of man, and animal alike to observe the world as we continued to feed on the terror of the "Age of Monsters" as we had even beforehand - and eventually we began observing all of you. Incredible beings of terrible power brought about as conquerors, and destroyers.....and yet each, and everyone of your faced humiliating defeat at the hands of this "King of the Monsters", and the creatures who aided him in battle. Now tell me: how was it possible they always found a way to best you."

Hedorah seemed about ready to speak, before Orga interrupted with, "Because they cheat!"

"Because they are all cowards." Spacegodzilla angrily remarked.

"Because they are immeasurably fortunate!" X stated.

"Because....they're just extremely lucky?" Gigan asked, not quite getting into the feel of the shared hate.

"Technically, none of those creatures truly defeated me, so it's so-so." Destoroyah said matter-of-factly.

"The answer itself is simple: it is because that despite their differences, and their animalistic nature placing them at odds with each other, when times are dire they are able to set aside their differences, and work together to oppose adversity. Even their "king" is not all-powerful, and able to win all battles. Many of you here have already experienced this, and have an immense deal of suffering in some manner, or another because of it. Where one of them is weak, another is strong, and when unified they emerge a formidable force. One a single foe cannot withstand along. Emperor Karkaro had the right idea in mind with his Trilopod army........but he lacked vision, and true control. He and his kind pitted a hive of feral insects against a world of intelligent, and sentient lifeforms capable of joining forces to triumph. The Cryog's ultimate defeat was the definite proof - and such delightful irony it is in that we shall use their own "strategy" against them."

Some of the group managed to slowly put the pieces together, as they all acknowledged King Ghidorah's points, and what he was implying. Yet there still hung an air of uncertainty, which Monster X was all too willing to bring up. "What are you suggesting?"

At this, Ghidorah stood fully erect, and allowed his wings to stretch, as another bout of lightning flashes danced across the evening sky. An expression of superiority etched across the faces of the 3 heads, to show he already had an answer. "We make no suggestions - that implies I am giving you six a choice in the matter. As the King of Terror, I command an alliance be formed between the seven of us. An alliance which will bring forth a new reign of terror, and ensure the destruction of our shared enemies. Together, we will raze this planet into atoms, and then claim the entire universe for ourselves."

"Ah, so that's the game, is it?" Spacegodzilla said almost knowingly as he hovered into the air a bit, to at least keep the hydra of gold from completely looking down on him. "And yet, in the end, I have no idea what the merit of this is. I, the cyborg, hybrid, and living grunge pile already attempted to join forces, and the result was absolute failure."

"Hmph. Except all four of you did not truly join forces. You submitted yourselves to the Cryog for your own differing reasons: whether it was loyalty, mindless servitude, a thirst for destruction, or......in your case, an attempt at manipulation. None of you worked as a unified force, and acted individually. The results spoke for themselves on that day - including Gigan, and the newly formed Orga." Gigan visibly shuddered at the memory of what Orga almost did to him. He assuredly did NOT want to find out what being eaten alive by him would do to him. "But it is hardly your fault, because your were under the thumb of lesser beings. Beings who believed themselves masters of your fate, and yet held none of the strategy, and will to actually lead. But I/We are no lesser being: under our guidance, and leadership you all shall each receive the retribution you oh, so deserve. A victory against our enemies will be assured."

"And what if some of us aren't interested in this "alliance" of yours?" Destoroyah inquired while taking a threatening step forward, much to the worry of some of the group. Ghidorah, however, remained unfazed by the display, and simply raised out his wings in an intimidation display, before allowing his power to surge over his form again - only this time on a much higher level than before. An aura of fear being unleashed at the same time, and making some of the kaiju lose their nerve. Ghidorah then declared, "If that is your decision, then so be it. But know that when the time comes, and the twilight hours of this world's existence arrives, you will be the first I/We hunt down, and gut until your entrails are strung around your neck, and you are left to hang for all to see. There will be no place on this earth you - or any one of you, can hide. And as a reminder......." Suddenly, Ghidorah pulled his wings toward his chest as his own energy built up. Before any could react, he unleashed this power with a frightening shriek, and made himself into something of a breaker. A shockwave accompanied several bolts of gravitational energy to knock the whole group off their feat, grasp them in the electrical stream, and force ALL of them into a bowing position. Despite most of their struggles, none could break free of the gravity surges which held them firmly in place. King Ghidorah's own body maintained its charge, and he took his own threatening step forward. Eyes glowing with menace as he said, "We are able to gauge the abilities, and strength of any living being in existence. It is how we know our own power eclipses the six of you combined. And this is only a portion of our full might. Do you truly wish to endure our true fury, that controls an aspect of reality, itself?"

All of the kaiju desperately said their own no's, and showed their willingness to cooperate. Feeling satisfied, Ghidorah released his temporary captives from his hold, and allowed them to shake off the snow, and the shocking feeling their bodies held. The only one who didn't rise was Monster X, whose right fist stood upon the icy ground in a real bowing posture. The other kaiju were uncertain of what this meant, but Ghidorah already knew. Suspicions confirmed when the hybrid spoke. "Indeed, your power is impressive, Lord of Destruction. And at last, I am able to fully understand why your fearsome power, and your very name was feared throughout the universe. When news of your disappearance reached me eons ago, I devoted my own self to growing strong enough to avenge your fall, and ensure your legacy endured. An alien race aided me in my endeavor, and together we brought about the extinction of the dominant species that existed 65 million years ago - and condemned the kaiju that exist now still to the same fate as the Titans. I only wished I could have been at your side, and ensured your fate was avoided. But now, I have not only been given a sample of the power I already came to fear AND respect: but also the chance to help you end the world which dared tarnish your magnificence. I give you my full service, and eternally pledge myself to your will, my King."

King Ghidorah's heads all smiled with malefic glee, already expecting one who was of his own blood to give in, and submit to his will even before giving a demonstration of power. All ghidorans respected power above all else, and willingly joined with those wielded it. It was only a shame there were only two of his offspring in this realm, and the others found ways of journeying to other, separate realms: with their might under his will, the earth's doom would come far sooner. But he was adaptable, and would work with what they had. "Arise, child: your loyalty is well appreciated, and received. Now," Ichi said as the heads all looked to the other kaiju, "Are there any other doubts in need of being put to rest?" All of them looked to each other as X stood up. As aggravating as it was, they all understood how outmatched they were. And none of them had any wish to die before revenge could be obtained. So, with a great reluctance, they all bowed their heads in respect, and submission. The grin of Ghidorah's faces stretching wide. "Then from this day forward, our alliance is cemented! Our combined strength will be the Earth Realm's undoing, and destroy all who oppose us. We shall begin with the Alpha, who remains hidden in the depths of the world, away from prying eyes."

"The proto-Godzilla?" Orga asked. "He's really still around."

"Indeed:. And both he, and his era of the modern century are the only obstacles in our path to absolute triumph. Our course of action is clear: we find, and end the miserable existences of the ones who share the name "Gojira". And then, we will become the Alpha Ruler of this planet, and subjugate the slumbering titans, and the now docile monsters. With their wills our own, we will slowly ravage humanity, and drown it in chaos, destruction, and terror to restore our previous strength. Once restored, the seal holding The Breach will be destroyed, and my Antilock forces shall arise to heed my call. A legion of demons, titans, and gods will serve us as we destroy all who oppose us. And in the end, the Planet Earth will be ours to rule - and then, all of the Universe!"

The kaiju found themselves surprisingly inspired by King Ghidorah's imposing speech, and his meticulous, and tenacious plans. The storms above raging as Ghidorah howled in triumphant glee, which inspired them to do the same. It actually would be immensely pleasing to them. Not just killing their hated enemy, Godzilla: but then using his own allies to annihilate the world he fought so hard to defend. Adding the Antilocks, if they were truly as dangerous as claimed, with an army of such immense size and strength, humanity wouldn't stand a chance. They could then rule this planet as they saw fit, or take over other worlds - before a few of them decide to kill their "partners", and perhaps even King Ghidorah, to take the prizes for themselves. Either way, it would be an absolute victory for them, of glory and domination.

Little did they realize the true scope of Ghidorah's intentions. All of them nothing more than expendable pawns to see his plans to not only summon his interdimensional forces to Earth, with the intention of killing it - but to consume the lifeforce of the tenth source planet connected to the universal laylines, and open the pathway to the void. All would be consumed in the fearsome light of The Golden Demise. As he had done to the countless other realms that came before, no living thing would survive his devouring this reality - not even his pawns, and allies. His Avatar grinning at his witless pawns as the shadow of his true self peered through the shadows of the cold, winter storm. His time would come. Very, very soon.

"They have as king over them, the angel of the Abyss. A star fallen from heaven to earth, he opened the shaft of the bottomless pit, and from the shaft rose smoke like that of a great furnace, and the sun and the air were darkened. Then from the smoke came locusts on the earth, and they were given power like the power of scorpions over the earth. They were told not to harm the grass or any green growth or any tree, but only those of mankind. For the Beast that comes up out of the Abyss will make war with them, and overcome them... and kill them."

"Long Live The King."

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A true delight for everyone here to observe! I finally have a new picture out, with an awesome mini-story to go with it. Based on this epic sketch pic, www.deviantart.com/toonholt/ar… made by none other than our own resident ToonHolt .

Something i'm truly grateful for, as it allowed this epic piece to come around, and be made. But you know who else i'm grateful to for my making this? Folks like Kaijudude , KaijuSamurai , and Pyrus-Leonidas to be exact. Mainly because while I was drawing this, I actually ended up visiting their pages, and carefully studied the designs of the characters above they each made. I didn't copy anything from anyone, so keep that shit out of your heads unless you want people to judge you. I looked at the lines, and curves of the drawings, and learned how to use them, myself. I combined design elements from the kaiju above to make something a little new, yet still familiar (hence why the base of Spacegodzilla's crystals are red like his live-action counterpart. Also bear in mind the fact I have NEVER EVER EVER EVER drawn the six who aren't Ghidorah before. This was actually my very first time, and I am honestly surprised and proud of myself for how far i've come. Especially when it came to designing Ghidorah, himself. No matter what circumstance, he needed to dwarf all of the kaiju, to visually demonstrate how different they are from each other.

And this King Ghidorah is actually alot more godly than any other counterpart, and I have an actual, good reason for that: because I combined Legendary Ghidorah, with Anime Ghidorah conceptually. An epic idea came to me one day, thanks in part to KOTM 2019, on what if there was a King Ghidorah who was a true Eldritch Horror, and a deity equivalent to The Great Old Ones. One who existed in the void for endless eternity, until he became aware of existence outside of it. But there was too much positive life-energy to cancel out the negative anti-life of the Void - and in turn, bars King Ghidorah's true form. But not an Avatar created in his image, wielding at least half of his power (which is alot, mind you), and allows his consciousness to inhabit it, and enter the mutliverse. From there, he decides to kill all life at a slow, agonizing pace because of how humorous it is to him......and because it turns out he can actually feed on Terror, itself. Eventally, he learns there are planets in a single universe - ten in all - that act as lay-lines on an infinite scale, which acts as a barrier to the void.

Which means, the real King Ghidorah can enter a universe when all ten worlds are dead, and his Avatar absorbs their lifeforce to become the portal that paves the way.

He eventually finds out how when he stumbles upon another dimension, brimming with anti-life, as well. The world of the Precursors, and their kaiju hordes, which i'm still calling Antilocks. He gets ready to annihilate the dimension, business as usual: up until The precursors bow in respect to the power they sense from him (very perceptive aliens), and pledge to serve him, and aid him in his quest to end all life so that they can leave their dying realm, and inhabit a new, better one. He decides to be manipulative, and lies to them by agreeing to their wishes as long as they give him unlimited control over the Antilocks. The idea here being that because both King Ghidorah of the Monsterverse, and the Antilocks of PR are alien organisms hell-bent on destroying the earth, it would be interesting if the two collaborated somehow. Perhaps with Ghidorah subjugating them in the same manner he does to the Titans, but with them fully submitting to him as his servants, and him as their Alpha and King. They then basically go Mortal Kombat on the multiverse: Ghidorah using the subjugated kaiju/titans of other worlds to instill terror into the populace, and give him the necessary strength to open a Breach. The Antilocks pour in, help tear apart the planet as they do what they did in the sequel movie (or as they were trying to do all along): act as chemical bio-weapons that poison the entire planet when they submerge into the largest, volcanic vent leading into the planet. The process covers the world in the toxic gas, and like a Wasp or Dauber does to a Spider after stinging it, King Ghidorah begins to suck out the life-force of the planet through a forced volcanic opening made in the planet's intersection where the laylines connect. The process drains the planet dry, while the poisoned smoke snuffs out all life on the surface, and the remaining Antilocks return to their dimension until the next attack summons them - and possibly with increased, and stronger replacements to their numbers for when that occurs. When all ten of the source worlds, including the earth of a realm, are drained of their essence, the Ghidorah Avatar goes full Raven, and transforms into the portal that lets his true body (anime Ghidorah) enter, and consume all that lives in the realm till it becomes as empty and lifeless as the void.

That's the basic idea.......which actually kinda mixes him a little with Darkseid, The Old Ones, and IT for a new variation. What's more, I thought it would be cool if Ghidorah created a small race of 3 headed dragons that carried a fragment of his strength, and were able to cross through space, and time into other realms. DesGhidorah, and Monster X would be evolutionary products that are stronger than the other Ghidorans, and can do things they can't. And as his children, they hold fierce loyalty to King Ghidorah - the only reason he never used them was because he wanted them to live out existence as their own beings of destruction. And in the process spread his name throughout reality.

Speaking of realities, I thought it might be epic if this scenario took place in the IDW-verse of Godzilla, some time after the Cryog Invasion. And still build on the villain alliance concept all of us enjoys so much. In the process, introduce the Monsterverse to this story, and expand its lore somewhat. At the same time, since it's owned by Legendary Pictures too, mix in Pacific Rim a bit. Also liked the idea of Ghidorah giving off random bible quotes referencing The Devil in some way, as well as the scenario he has prepared, as well as capitalizing on the "conjoined villain trio" idea they had going on. Needless to say, the results were anything other than what I was expecting. Even more so is how amazing this piece turned out. I'm definitely paying more attention to detail, and quality considering how long it took to make this, and I absolutely have no regrets at all.

All I have to say is thank you to the people I mentioned for ultimately being my teachers in artistry, and showing me how to improve myself even though it was unwitting. Pyrus-Leonidas Kaijudude and KaijuSamurai are three of many inspirations to me, and i'm grateful to all of you. Now I hope everyone enjoys this, and has a good day.

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Far below the surface of the Pacific Ocean, and many meters away from the landmass known as Monster Island was what remained of an immense crater. A crater that had once been the empire of the undersea civilization known as the Devonians. Though they had proven dangerous to all on the surface, all it took was an attack from Godzilla, himself, and a few nukes to eradicate them forever. And the monsters who had been under their influence escaped before any lasting harm could be inflicted upon them - inevitably landing most of them on Monster Island. All...except for one, who had been seemingly annihilated beforehand: Destoroyah, who had arguably been the Devonians mightiest weapon in their war against humanity.

Though none of them ever actually considered the possibility of the humans possessing freezing tech big enough to put him on ice.

And in turn, no humans actually thought of the possibility of the aggregate managing to separate only a few itty-bitty pieces of himself as the Absolute Zero Gun effected his biology. Almost microscopic, and about the size of plankton, or krill, noone would ever actually suspect these tiny abominations to be all that remained of the undersea alien's bio-weapon. Or at least wouldn't, until it was too late. Although he also had been an unwilling thrall of the Devonians insects, Destoroyah retained a sense of self-preservation. And as of now, all of the individual micro-aggregates had been busy absorbing as much of the highly concentrated oxygen which had arisen in the area some time after the attack on the undersea kingdom, and slowly growing far stronger under the effects of the element known as Micro-Oxygen to the point where they were now able to re-merge into the six-legged, mansized beasts which had terrorized the humans since his/their conception. There weren't many of them, but that was slowly changing. Once they found richer concentrations of Micro-Oxygen, they would rejoin into their true form. And all who crossed them would die a hundred deaths by Destoroyah's will.

But then, a sudden spark of yellow lightning flashing around the group put a wrench into those plans as the cluster was struck by the abnormal bolts that shot out from a single point, defying the rules of reality. Or perhaps it was a blessing in disguise. For every bolt that struck an aggregate, a burst of energy enveloped them, and made them feel a sense of rejuvenation. On instinct, the cluster gathered in the same place, and allowed their essence to merge into a single whole. Multiple minds, and souls joining together, and in a glowing crimson light, followed by an explosive burst of foaming water which melted anything caught in the frothing burst down to the bone. The silhouette of a winged demon appeared, heralded by the golden glow of a bladed horn, and two eyes filled only with endless rage, and hate.

A shrill, titanic roar heralded Destoroyah's return, before the yellow lightning bolts consumed him, and caused him to vanish in a flash.

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Amidst the wreckage of the oil rig, a big-eyed, gelatinous mass of unholy poison, gunk, cloggy oil, and toxic waste engorged itself on the overflowing supply of oil spilling into the ocean. And Hedorah had never been one for wasting even a dollop of food any time it was provided to him by these idiotic humans. It was ironic how the refuse that was causing the entire world to choke on its own breath was only ever an absolute feast to the smog monster. One of the only benefits of being trapped on this world. True, he also got to eat the humans that attempted to expedite his feeding frenzies. But he also had to ensure he remained out so fight, lest he wanted an encounter with that....that inhumanly frightening, and strong dino-monster. It was because of HIM that Hedorah was reduced to such a weak state, barely even able to split into multiple bodies to speed up the feeding process, and heal enough to get off this miserable rock. Even after all these years, he was barely at his peak, and needed to feed just a few more times before he was ready. Maybe by then, he could get even with that aggravating animal, and repay him for the stomping sessions he put the smog monster through.

It was at that moment a streak of yellow lighting struck him, and made him disappear in a flash of gold.

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Area 51 housed more than just the Millenian warship that had escaped with the cyborg, Gigan, and wreaked havoc on Vegas. Following a climactic battle which had caused immense mayhem throughout San Francisco, the alien monstrosity who had been dubbed "Monster X", and his other form "Keizer Ghidorah", to reference the 3 headed dragon who preceded him, had been slain in battle by Godzilla, and left to rot afterwards. The government procured his remains, and decided to learn all that they could from it. To that end, they ended up handing him over to the facility already housing an alien. And despite the assault made by Gigan, and his alien masters, The Cryog, his remains were untouched, and in tact. Years of research yielding unique, and intriguing results noone had ever seen before. In time, there was a chance his biology could be reverse-engineered to produce any number of biological solutions, and items for medicinal, and militaristic use. But that time would never come, now. For, to the unsurprising shock of all the researches in charge of studying his corpse, a sparkling surge of yellow lightning erupted above the body, and began electrifying it. At first, all thought it was an unnatural occurrence which had randomly appeared for no rhyme or reason. But as they observed, the phenomenon was actually something else. Something far more spectacular: in mere moments, the electrical surge enveloping the Keizer's body was energizing the form, and boosting its own healing factor to the highest degree. The only head on the body began to inflate like a balloon as he began glowing with bright, golden energy. In the process, his form completely reverted to that of Monster X - whose glowing, red eyes symbolized his return to the realm of the living.

His figure stood erect as he roared with new life, just before the lightning made him disappear in a flash.

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To say that the cyber-organic kaiju named Gigan was the luckiest being alive was nothing to exaggerate. During the invasion of Earth, lead by the emperor of the shape-shifting, cephalopod-based aliens known as The Cryog, Gigan found himself as the spear head of resistance against the invasion. Thanks to his upgrades, he was more than a match for the armada, and should have been more than a match for that good-for-nothing robot with the idiotic smile built into his head who made an idiot out of him in Las Vegas. Forced him to retreat from that battle with him, and Godzilla when their bio-weapon turned on him, and the two warriors double-teamed him. Their rematch was nothing short of spectacular. But unfortunately, it ended with the robot getting the better of him again: tricking him into driving his chain-sawed arm into the head of the Cryog's Command Ship. This sent the ship, and him with it, on a collision course with the titanic Magita, Queen of the Trilopods. With the ship holding the explosive force of 3 hydrogen bombs, Gigan and his leader, Rhizon, should have died.

But if there's one thing Gigan has going for him: it's his built-in sensors detecting life signals. When his sensors detected a Crog life-signal going out inside the ship, it got his attention. Another scan detected Commander Rhizon, standing in the room where his buzzsaw had been embedded - the remains of the dead cryog being caught in his blades. When it happened, Gigan was already blasting the surface open, and freeing himself, before turning to his commander. Though Gigan had always been fiery, and almost roguish, he held a sense of loyalty to Rhizon for saving his live all those ages ago. He would not be here today were it not for the cryog commander.....who he always connected with on a personal level, due to their free-spirited nature. So he knew he had to keep him safe, no matter what. Even if it meant he had to stick the commander in his mouth to hold him. Seconds before the warship collided, Gigan bolted into the air - though still not fast enough to get away from the explosion.

Thankfully, he survived with his arms in tact - minus buzzsaws - and his body pretty banged up, but still whole. Even more thankful was that Gigan had left one of the Cryog ships in tact, and was able to reach it, just as it attempted to escape Earth. The cyborg, though injured, was still able to tear the entire ship apart on his own. And he would have, if Rhizon hadn't convinced the crew to submit to his command. Maybe it was the fact he had an enormous cyber-chicken with a buzzsaw belly, and laser backing him up, but they inevitably conceded. Now, far out of earth's orbit, on the dark side of the moon where no human eyes could detect them, the Cryog could rebuild, and prepare for revenge. Gigan was undergoing a new modification which would hopefully make him even stronger than he has during the Cryog War. As the final check-ups completed, and he looked himself over before looking over to the Mechagodzilla drones beside him, all Gigan could think of was finally exacting revenge on that damned robot, and his lizard friend for ruining everything.

That even includes the crystal asshole who had indeed betrayed their cause to set out on his own, as his fight with him proved.

Suddenly, Gigan vanished in a flash of golden lightning, leaving a baffled Cryog behind.

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And further beyond the Solar System of Earth, and out past the Milky Way galaxy, the treacherous Spacegodzilla angrily snorted as he towed the silver UFO behind him. It angered him even now that such an insolent race as those parasitic insects, and paranoid squids were able to ambush him, and even steal his own power for themselves. This was in no way the worst offense he suffered - he could live with these indignities because of the retribution he would unleash later. Their ultimate folly was what they had reduced him into doing for his own survival.

He allied with his own mortal enemy, and sworn foe, Godzilla, after all the years actually spent preparing his revenge against his counterpart.

Even worse was how they ended up preventing him from finishing off his exhausted, and injured foe while he was downed. His roar of anger declared that he intended to finish what he began, before he left earth in a tactical retreat. He had a feeling his "sibling" could defeat the alien freaks on his own. And inevitably, he had been proven right. Now, he needed to ready himself once again for a counter-attack to end his nemesis. It was during this time he stumbled across the immense silver spaceship with only a single occupant inside. Scanning the ship with his telepathy, he had learned that the abomination inside was named Orga: and like him, it was a horrible abomination who shared Godzilla's cells. Not only that, but after a coup made against the foolish, and arrogant Rhizon, Orga had been jettisoned into space with the supposed intent of retrieving him. Obviously, that never happened because of unknown circumstances. Now, the mutation was nothing but garbage in an oversized tincan, left in the depths of space to fend for himself. Abandoned, alone, and with noone to rely on.

Spacegodzilla could have left him to drift in the endless void, and he wouldn't end up losing any sleep over it. But deep down......an instinct told him it was a good idea not to leave him. Perhaps he could end up being useful to the crystal tyrant. Also, he knew what it was like to be tossed aside after a single defeat by those wormy slime-worms. He still has no memory of how he came to be, but he knew the Cryog certainly didn't give him life. Yet he believed with them, he could find the one his instincts had always directed him to destroy. The one knew was the obstacle of his existence, and needed to eliminate. There can only be one, and he was the only Gojiran worthy of existing - not that senseless, arrogant, brutish-minded twat who opposed him at every turn. But his defeat showed him how useless the alliance was - though given Gigan was spying on him for the Cryog, it just proved his point. Hence why he showed no mercy when the two fought, and taught him his rightful place. Now, all he needed to do was teach his double who the REAL king of the monsters was.

Until streaks of golden lightning enveloped him, along with the Millenian ship, and made them both disappear in a flash.

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The first thing each of the six unnatural kaiju noticed as they appeared a new environment was how cold it actually was. Freezing winds, and snow blowing past the giant monsters as they stood in the icy terrain. Destoroyah in particular was actually terrified, at first, due to his weakness to the cold, and his vulnerability to such terrain. But as he feared his entire body would go into shock before the Micro-Oxygen in his blood freezes over, and eventually kills him.......he suddenly began to realize the cold didn't bother him - at all. It was cold, to be certain, but not at the lethal extent he was familiar with. He was enduring it like any of the flesh-and-blood animals he faced could, and with no issues. Before he could try, and understand how, and why this was, a shrill roar behind him alerted him to the presence of the others, followed by a voice carrying authority, and strength. or at least a great deal of confidence.

"Why have you cretins brought me here?! What do you want?!" Spacegodzilla roared, as his crystals glowed with orange energy.

"YOU!" Gigan exclaimed angrily, as the chainsaw on his abdomen revved, gaining his enemies attention. "Ah, Gigan. It appears there is alot more riffraff to annoy me in this frozen wasteland."

"You've got some nerve after the shit you pulled, you blue bastard!"

"Oh, please, spare me your outrage: you, and your masters betrayed me, and I betrayed you. Be grateful I thought against ending your existence in our last encounter."

"A fate which should have been reserved for you, as I recall." Monster X said, with his arms crossed, earning him a look of indifference from Spacegodzilla. "As if you're one to talk, hybrid. At least I was strong enough to overcome my defeat that day - you allowed yourself to be crushed by mere animals at the height of your power. A weakling as you deserved his fate - though how you're here now is indeed interesting."

X's eyes narrowed as his arms fell to his sides, and his fists clenched. "Watch your tone, you abomination. Neither of us are under the Cryog's whim any longer. There is nothing to keep me from showing you who the strong one here truly is." Just as the 3 kaiju prepared for a fight, a purple beam cut in between them, and alerted them to Destoroyah's presence, along with the quadrupedal form of Hedorah. The former looking even less patient than the others. A low hiss escaping his fanged maw as he said, "I have no concern for whatever quarrel you alien freaks have! One of you will tell me who brought me to this forsaken province, or I will eviscerate you one, after the other!"

Orga, who had apparently been pulled out of his ship, slammed both fists on the ground, and roared in challenge. "You're gonna have a helluva time trying if you think it's that easy! I'll break you apart, and eat you whole! Same with the rest of you morsels!" This earned glaring stares from all of the kaiju gathered here. Only a few minutes, and they all decided that they hated each other. Gigan was weary of Orga, and Spacegodzilla due to his previous encounters, but still willing to go all out to kill them. Spacegodilla's bodily crystals surged with power as he drew several crystal spires out of the earth, preparing for a fight. The same went for Monster X, and Destoroyah as well as Orga. Hedorah, meanwhile, was debating whether he should actually get involved or just get out of there right now. The fact he wasn't freezing over in this frigid cold was odd enough: he didn't want to get in the middle of what would be an earth-shattering quarrel between such powerful warriors. Tensity as thick as tungsten hanged in the air, as the war of the century seemed about ready to begin.

That was when an eerie, loud, and ominous roar none of them had ever heard before broke through the tension.

Suddenly, for reasons they had no explanation for, they felt an aura of primal fear surrounding them. Black clouds flashing with yellow lightning as the beating of massive wings could be heard. The winds grew harsher, and more fearsome as it became harder to see. Yet all of the gathered kaiju were able to look in the direction of the wingbeats. All coming from the black clouds which had reached the edge of the cliff they never noticed they were beside. The lightning was in that cloud, as well, flashing, and coursing more ferociously than in the sky.

Then they saw six crimson eyes piercing through, attached to a massive, winged body flying through the clouds as the lightning flashed. Its figure made the more terrifying as it passed through. To the awe of the six gathered, the monstrous giant made an impressive, and imposing manner of landing: swooping a few meters upwards in front of them, before pulling in the massive wings towards its torso, and then swinging them backwards. The beast's silhouette defined by the lightning that made a final flash behind, before the clouds parted, and the monster landed. But when they all saw what it was, some of their expressions were of shock, and awe: at least Gigan, Orga, X, and Hedorah. Spacegodzilla, and Destoroyah remained collected, and visibly reserved - though inside, their instincts screamed at them to escape. That what was now standing in front of them was no kaiju, and it was no monster.

It was a true Devil.

A devil that former team of four aliens seemed to recognize, only because of its resemblance to another golden, 3 headed dragon. But any idiot could obviously see how radical the differences were. A key difference being how this unholy beast actually towered over Destoroyah, himself, and his wingspan exceeded his by an impressive amount. He also didn't have fan-shaped wings, but dragonic, 3-fingered claws on both limbs, with an extra pair of knuckles holding the wing membranes. Also, the body itself was physically shaped as though it were armored. The winged demon had scales, naturally, but they all seemed to coat a number of armored plates covering his body. Very much like the mythical western dragons of old. The horns on the 3 heads were certainly an impressive length, and added to his strangely beautiful, yet imposing figure Each head holding a differing expression, with the right having a sneer, and the left a look of quiet curiosity. It was the middle which proved the most unnerving. The glowing red eyes, like snake eyes, peered at the gathered monsters intently. All while a wicked smile crossed its face. Eyes which held malevolence, cunning, intelligence, and sadism in a single, golden package. If this dragon's heads have differing persona's........it's clear the middle is the one in charge.

"The dragon stood upon the shore of the sea. And I saw a beast coming out of the sea. It had ten horns and seven heads, with ten crowns upon its horns, and on each head a blasphemous name."

The deep, slippery, but suave, composed, and authoritarian voice that came out of the middle's mouth surprised them, while confirming it was male. But they were more taken of guard by paragraph he made. None of them actually knew what it meant, until the right head snorted. "Eons later, and are we actually still quoting human literature? These troglodytes are practically newborn, and completely clueless. There's no way they'd know what we meant."

"So? It's still awesome, and fun to do." The left head said, sounding less gruff than the right, and more carefree.

"Of course you would think so - that's what you practically think about everything you see in front of you."

"Do these things count?"

"Only if you like ugly freaks." The group bristled at this.

"Enough out of BOTH of you!" The middle ordered. Though the right was mildly reluctant, both heads bowed a little, and quieted down. The middle head finally turned, and properly addressed his newfound company. "Apologies, for the lot of you. Aside from their idiocy, I only wished to make amused reference to the circumstances of this gathering. Obviously, we are the dragon, and all of us joined together make The Beast."

Actually confused, Orga actually began counting down how many of them were there. "But, uh.....didn't you mention ten....crowns? How does something with seven heads have ten crowns? And how are dragon, and the beast? Wouldn't that just make eight? And aren't we having ten heads? That just doesn't-"

"QUIET, YOU IMBECILIC HUNCHBACK!" Spacegodzilla roared in complete aggravation, with enough force to make Orga back down. The crystal tyrant took a hint of pride that Orga quickly caught onto the difference in their strength with just a shout, but was still annoyed by his stupidity. He sighed, "Put it simply this way: He/they/it are the dragon, yes......but Beast is an allegory term. Our bodies act as the heads, while the ACTUAL heads pose as the crowns and horns! As for the rest, I actually have no idea, but do you actually get the gist of it, you great buffoon?"

".....................would it be bad if I said no?"

A window in Spacegodzilla's mind cracked, and shattered as his wide eyes twitched with absolute rage. A moron - he was about to work with an absolute moron who was obviously just a brute. And already he was grating on his own intelligence. The moment was broken by the laughter of the 3 headed dragon. "Astute for one as young as you." The middle head complimented, before continuing. "I see exactly how correct I was in bringing you here." This information garnered the group's full attention. "It was you?!" Gigan exclaimed in shock.

"Indeed, it was we who summoned all of you: from the bottom of the ocean, to the further reaches of the galaxy. Even from the realm of Death, itself. It is by our will that each of you stands before us now, and with far greater strength than before - and why one among you holds weakness to the element of ice no longer. A true testament to the power we possess."

It was actually quite stunning. And almost unbelievable, were it not for the obvious fact that two of their number had been previously deceased - or at least one of them had been. If what this 3 headed beast said was true, then their presence here along with their winged host confirmed it. That, and the memory of being abducted by bolts of yellow lightning that appeared out of thin air seemed to coincide. Still, the fact he had an ability to teleport all of them here at once - and even from a great distance - proved he/it was not one to take lightly. Though some, such as a certain X-named alien, required further convincing. "Maybe it is true, and you did what you claimed. However, what irks me at the moment is the fact that all you've done is boast of your incredible might, and not once have you even mentioned your name to us. I should think the one who actually brought us here could give us such a courtesy." Monster X was certainly bold, anyone could concede. Right now, though, it probably wasn't exactly the best time for such a defiant display. Made all the more so when the 3 heads began to sneer all together. The expression of fake pleasantness erased form their features as their knuckles slammed into the ground, and making the very ice shake. "Then allow me to rectify the mistake, and end your insolent preconceptions here, and now." The middle head said in a clear, threatening tone which actually got under the groups skin, and/or scales. "Eons throughout history, this earth has referred to me by many names. The other worlds I have ended providing even more. Now, you may call me by my one, single name that has remained constant throughout the ages. To you, and all who exist, I am forever known as KING GHIDORAH: The Golden Demise, and The One Who Is Many."

Only Gigan, and Monster X quietly exclaimed in shock, and fear. The others, however, only showed clear confusion at the given name. "Ghidorah? As in the 3 headed dragon who faced Godzilla twice?" A hiss later, and Spacegodzilla was reflecting a bolt from the sky - though just barely, given the force of the lightning strike. Destoroyah took this as opportunity to attack, and fired an oral ray of MO at the 3 headed horror. To his, and everyone else's surprise, the beam seemed to reflect off of an invisible forcefield that sent the beam firing off into the sky. An amused smirk crossed the 3 head as Ghidorah said, "Only compare me the infernal disgrace to my name if you wish to share his fate." He threatened, as the memory of the cyborg dragon being pulled into a rift in space which lead to an empty, lifeless void. The last thing the creature seeing, and hearing as a harrowing screech of power, and a bright golden light as bright as the sun - before its entire world went back. "That pawn already paid the price for disgracing my name, and legacy, and will never have the opportunity to do so, again. Would a further demonstration of power be in order?" He let the threat hang in the air, and give them all the impression of what kind of danger they would be in they attempted to attack again. Wisely, the crystal clone, and the Oxygen Destroyer incarnate decide not to press their luck further. Not without a full understanding of the dragon's full capabilities. X, however, now seemed alot more interested in the godly dragon than before, with his posture being alot more respectable than before. His voice being more controlled, and refined than before. "You're him, aren't you? The source of all Ghidorans, whose lifeblood gave rise to the golden destroyers of worlds, and brought forth terror to all of creation?"

"Ah, nice! Someone knows who we really are!" The left head beamed.

"Good to see at least one lifeform has real wits about them." The right head gruffly chuckled, annoying the other kaiju.

"But how could this one NOT know of us?" The middle inquired. "After all, it is my essence which flows through his veins. An immensely incredible, evolutionary leap for my legacy. Perhaps it is because you are the youngest of my offspring to be born that we have not met until this moment. At least the issue has been rectified."

"But......how can you be here?" Gigan asked with his voice sounding out his intimidated stature. "I heard of the legends of the Golden Demise from X, but that's all I though they were: mere legends. And how can he be related to you when he's so drastically different - especially compared to the Ghidorah that used to be on earth?"

"Because of the fact King Ghidorah added his own blood into a primordial well-spring, which is a source of creation." X explained. "The two elements mixed together gave rise to a small number of golden demons made in his image....though a few were born later due to the well-spring initiating the need for enhanced Ghidorans. I was the last one to be born from the well-spring......before our King disappeared without a trace."

"May I inquire as to how that happened?" Spacegodzilla asked.

"If it will allow you to comprehend, then I suppose it is necessary. The first thing you need know is that the creatures this world refers to as "kaiju" were not the first of their kind. Eons in the past, before the end of what is known as The Permean Era, the world was ruled by an ancient race of creatures known as Titans. Beasts who maintained the so-called Balance of nature, and preserved this world. There were many in those days, thriving upon the immense radiation flowing in, and out of this planet, and all were worshiped by the ancient human civilizations as Gods. Their influence spreading to the modern era with human religion, and mythology inspired by their existence."

"The way it's described, these "titans" are no long around." Destoroyah stated with interest. "Is there a reason for this?"

"Merely their disappearance, brought on by an extinction event which ended the permean era, and cast the Titans in the dust of the earth."

"What kind of event could wipe out an entire race of beings worshipped as actual gods?" Gigan asked, earning a wicked smile from the 3 headed devil as the middle head reached forward, saying with sadistic glee, "You are conversing with it even now." All 3 heads laughed at the shock of the group, before the left head said, "Oh, holy crap! All of you should see your itty-bitty faces! It's all so priceless! AHAHAHAHAAAH!"

Shaking off the moment of shock - and brief bout of fear he refused to acknowledge as fear - Spacegodzilla said, "You exterminated the titans? All on your own?"

"Ah, so the brainiac of the bunch ain't all that smart, after all. How sad." The right head said with mock sympathy, making it all too clear he was insulting the crystal hybrid. The latter growled in anger, even as said head smirked in satisfaction. A glare from the middle head silenced his aggressive "twin", and he resumed his tale. "Rudeness aside, it is indeed far from a lie. At the height of our immeasurable might, all it would require is a single gravity bolt to annihilate an entire planet from existence. Something we have done to a few worlds in the past. However, after a time, such an action became as exciting as observing an orthynix graze in a pasture."

Orga's head cocked to the side. "Are those.....?"

"Space cattle, yes - moving on!" The right head remarked impatiently.

"Peace, Ni. Anyway, we eventually found a whole greater plethora of amusement from killing worlds in more......unique ways. As I know some of you can attest: it is far more pleasurable to observe the death and destruction you bring at a much closer angle." Ghidorah's tone turned dark, as he seemed to reminisce on the methods used to exterminate other lifeforms. "The utter despair in the faces of the native lifeforms as a power beyond their understanding reigns death from above down upon them all. The terror of seeing all that they know, and love burn into ashes, and that it shall be their fate, as well. The numerous screams, the scrambling masses, heheheh...the pathetic attempts of praying to a higher power to save them as all hope dies. Countless times we have heard their prayers - and ignored them all." As all 3 heads chuckled with glee, the other kaiju - even Destoroyah - felt unnerved by the level of sadism, and sociopathic nature of this Devil incarnate. Even they never took complete pleasure in ending the lives of others because it only either further their own goals, was simply a necessary act as part of their mission, or it was only in their nature to kill. This one, though. He took everything pertaining to the term "monster", and embodied all that it referred to. "I came to this world to do as we had done for eons across all of space, and time. From the heavens above we descended on this rock, like the great dragon himself. And like The Dragon, I held dominion over an entire legion of "demons" from an entirely separate realm that paralleled to this one. The Antilocks, who bow to me as their one, and only king, were my ultimate weapons of war, and chaos. And our control over space-time permitted us access to the dimensional frequency of their realm, allowing me to open a gateway known simply as The Breach. As they had done numerous times in the past, under our command, Antilocks of many great, and horrific gradients poured into the Earth Realm, and tore apart all that they saw while consuming the energies which once radiated off of these lands - leaving only ashy waste in their wake like true parasites. Together, we annihilated the ancient human civilizations who thrived in an area of pure radiation, and killed most of their precious Titans. A reign of absolute terror, which proved an incredible epoch of chaos for all who existed."

A moment of silenced passed over the group, who were actually quite in awe of the story they had been told so far. The true King Ghidorah was nothing less than an impressive conqueror, and annihilator of worlds if he was to believed. But Spacegodzilla, who was the first to actually escape his momentary lapse in common sense, cleared his own throat in a brief chuckle that broke the ice, and garnered everyone's attention. "But obviously, as these things go on this infernal planet, something went horribly wrong if you only now were able to return."

At this, all heads sneered in absolute anger, and the signs of marred pride which Spacegodzilla recognized. "In that era, you were not the only individuals to be plagued by a reptilian upstart who breaths source energy as his dorsal plates shimmer like diamonds in the night." Everyone was actually caught off-guard when they quickly gained an understanding of the 3 headed devil's implications. Everyone except Orga, who was actually clueless to the implications. The left head seemed to notice, and said, "Sorry, big guy: what Ichi means is that in those days, the creature you know as Godzilla had an ancestor race that came before, yet opened the way for his species to emerge. And we ended up fighting one of them - got it?" Orga actually nodded in understanding, to the near amazement of the others, before the left head said, "Also, i'm San, the grump is Ni, and he's Ichi." Although "San" was smiling, and feeling pleased with himself, Ichi was less than accepting of his sibling head's actions, and yanked him by the horn as he gave a startled yelp of pain. "OKAY, I'M SORRY! I WON'T BLAB LIKE THAT AGAIN, I PROMISE!" Despite the comedic display, Ghidorah's middle head still snarled in threatening anger as he held San for a few moments before releasing him. Shaking his head, Ichi resumed telling their story, which had begun to reach its conclusion. *angrily sighs* "Yes: we also faced our own "Godzilla" in the twilight of the Permean Era. An Alpha species who lead what few titans remained in a united assault against our Antilock forces. In the end, he and his wretched beasts drove my demons back into the Breach, and somehow sealed it away. I at least take an incredible amount of pride in the knowledge it required all of them to finally overwhelm me. But while the imbeciles believed they had killed King Ghidorah once, and for all, they only weakened me temporarily."

"With all due respect, uh..."king" Ghidorah, based on the info on earth the Cryog studied, the era you mention was actually BILLION of years ago." Gigan said. "And if you got injured, and rendered inactive at the end of that point in time, then we might have different ideas on what temporarily means."

"SILENCE!!!" Ni roared at the cyborg, actually causing him to stumble backwards from the mild force, and fall on his back with a fearful expression. "We spent what felt like an eternity recovering our strength: biding our time, and giving our healing factor enough time to heal our injuries. Eventually, this land became our frozen tomb, and we were rendered prisoners of this accursed world until we could reclaim our lost strength. Do NOT mistake our inactivity for cowardice, or incompetence, you mechanical insect!"

"ENOUGH, NI!" Ichi commanded the right head, making him growl bitterly before he finally settled into silence. A heavy sigh escaped his scaly lips as he said, "Our primary source of power is the terror we inflict on others. A psychic energy source which fuels our internal reserves, and fuels our immortality, though we CAN absorb electrical energy as effectively. Unfortunately, the latter was an unavailable option, and when the ancient humans died, and the remaining titans descended into hibernation, the necessary terror we needed was in short supply. Thus we spent eons absorbing what terror we could manage from the human race that arrived millennia after. Still, despite our wounds being healed, we lacked the energy required to release ourselves from our frozen tomb." A devious smirk appeared on Ghidorah's three faces. "Until the descendants of the titans - the creatures known as kaiju - emerged, and unleashed their fury upon the humans. The absolute and immense terror which followed gave us exactly what we required, and in the early years of 2010, we broke free of our icy bonds to the modern era of the universe." A rather judgmental expression then crossed all three heads as they looked over the gathered before them. "Our powers allowing us to see through the eyes of man, and animal alike to observe the world as we continued to feed on the terror of the "Age of Monsters" as we had even beforehand - and eventually we began observing all of you. Incredible beings of terrible power brought about as conquerors, and destroyers.....and yet each, and everyone of your faced humiliating defeat at the hands of this "King of the Monsters", and the creatures who aided him in battle. Now tell me: how was it possible they always found a way to best you."

Hedorah seemed about ready to speak, before Orga interrupted with, "Because they cheat!"

"Because they are all cowards." Spacegodzilla angrily remarked.

"Because they are immeasurably fortunate!" X stated.

"Because....they're just extremely lucky?" Gigan asked, not quite getting into the feel of the shared hate.

"Technically, none of those creatures truly defeated me, so it's so-so." Destoroyah said matter-of-factly.

"The answer itself is simple: it is because that despite their differences, and their animalistic nature placing them at odds with each other, when times are dire they are able to set aside their differences, and work together to oppose adversity. Even their "king" is not all-powerful, and able to win all battles. Many of you here have already experienced this, and have an immense deal of suffering in some manner, or another because of it. Where one of them is weak, another is strong, and when unified they emerge a formidable force. One a single foe cannot withstand along. Emperor Karkaro had the right idea in mind with his Trilopod army........but he lacked vision, and true control. He and his kind pitted a hive of feral insects against a world of intelligent, and sentient lifeforms capable of joining forces to triumph. The Cryog's ultimate defeat was the definite proof - and such delightful irony it is in that we shall use their own "strategy" against them."

Some of the group managed to slowly put the pieces together, as they all acknowledged King Ghidorah's points, and what he was implying. Yet there still hung an air of uncertainty, which Monster X was all too willing to bring up. "What are you suggesting?"

At this, Ghidorah stood fully erect, and allowed his wings to stretch, as another bout of lightning flashes danced across the evening sky. An expression of superiority etched across the faces of the 3 heads, to show he already had an answer. "We make no suggestions - that implies I am giving you six a choice in the matter. As the King of Terror, I command an alliance be formed between the seven of us. An alliance which will bring forth a new reign of terror, and ensure the destruction of our shared enemies. Together, we will raze this planet into atoms, and then claim the entire universe for ourselves."

"Ah, so that's the game, is it?" Spacegodzilla said almost knowingly as he hovered into the air a bit, to at least keep the hydra of gold from completely looking down on him. "And yet, in the end, I have no idea what the merit of this is. I, the cyborg, hybrid, and living grunge pile already attempted to join forces, and the result was absolute failure."

"Hmph. Except all four of you did not truly join forces. You submitted yourselves to the Cryog for your own differing reasons: whether it was loyalty, mindless servitude, a thirst for destruction, or......in your case, an attempt at manipulation. None of you worked as a unified force, and acted individually. The results spoke for themselves on that day - including Gigan, and the newly formed Orga." Gigan visibly shuddered at the memory of what Orga almost did to him. He assuredly did NOT want to find out what being eaten alive by him would do to him. "But it is hardly your fault, because your were under the thumb of lesser beings. Beings who believed themselves masters of your fate, and yet held none of the strategy, and will to actually lead. But I/We are no lesser being: under our guidance, and leadership you all shall each receive the retribution you oh, so deserve. A victory against our enemies will be assured."

"And what if some of us aren't interested in this "alliance" of yours?" Destoroyah inquired while taking a threatening step forward, much to the worry of some of the group. Ghidorah, however, remained unfazed by the display, and simply raised out his wings in an intimidation display, before allowing his power to surge over his form again - only this time on a much higher level than before. An aura of fear being unleashed at the same time, and making some of the kaiju lose their nerve. Ghidorah then declared, "If that is your decision, then so be it. But know that when the time comes, and the twilight hours of this world's existence arrives, you will be the first I/We hunt down, and gut until your entrails are strung around your neck, and you are left to hang for all to see. There will be no place on this earth you - or any one of you, can hide. And as a reminder......." Suddenly, Ghidorah pulled his wings toward his chest as his own energy built up. Before any could react, he unleashed this power with a frightening shriek, and made himself into something of a breaker. A shockwave accompanied several bolts of gravitational energy to knock the whole group off their feat, grasp them in the electrical stream, and force ALL of them into a bowing position. Despite most of their struggles, none could break free of the gravity surges which held them firmly in place. King Ghidorah's own body maintained its charge, and he took his own threatening step forward. Eyes glowing with menace as he said, "We are able to gauge the abilities, and strength of any living being in existence. It is how we know our own power eclipses the six of you combined. And this is only a portion of our full might. Do you truly wish to endure our true fury, that controls an aspect of reality, itself?"

All of the kaiju desperately said their own no's, and showed their willingness to cooperate. Feeling satisfied, Ghidorah released his temporary captives from his hold, and allowed them to shake off the snow, and the shocking feeling their bodies held. The only one who didn't rise was Monster X, whose right fist stood upon the icy ground in a real bowing posture. The other kaiju were uncertain of what this meant, but Ghidorah already knew. Suspicions confirmed when the hybrid spoke. "Indeed, your power is impressive, Lord of Destruction. And at last, I am able to fully understand why your fearsome power, and your very name was feared throughout the universe. When news of your disappearance reached me eons ago, I devoted my own self to growing strong enough to avenge your fall, and ensure your legacy endured. An alien race aided me in my endeavor, and together we brought about the extinction of the dominant species that existed 65 million years ago - and condemned the kaiju that exist now still to the same fate as the Titans. I only wished I could have been at your side, and ensured your fate was avoided. But now, I have not only been given a sample of the power I already came to fear AND respect: but also the chance to help you end the world which dared tarnish your magnificence. I give you my full service, and eternally pledge myself to your will, my King."

King Ghidorah's heads all smiled with malefic glee, already expecting one who was of his own blood to give in, and submit to his will even before giving a demonstration of power. All ghidorans respected power above all else, and willingly joined with those wielded it. It was only a shame there were only two of his offspring in this realm, and the others found ways of journeying to other, separate realms: with their might under his will, the earth's doom would come far sooner. But he was adaptable, and would work with what they had. "Arise, child: your loyalty is well appreciated, and received. Now," Ichi said as the heads all looked to the other kaiju, "Are there any other doubts in need of being put to rest?" All of them looked to each other as X stood up. As aggravating as it was, they all understood how outmatched they were. And none of them had any wish to die before revenge could be obtained. So, with a great reluctance, they all bowed their heads in respect, and submission. The grin of Ghidorah's faces stretching wide. "Then from this day forward, our alliance is cemented! Our combined strength will be the Earth Realm's undoing, and destroy all who oppose us. We shall begin with the Alpha, who remains hidden in the depths of the world, away from prying eyes."

"The proto-Godzilla?" Orga asked. "He's really still around."

"Indeed:. And both he, and his era of the modern century are the only obstacles in our path to absolute triumph. Our course of action is clear: we find, and end the miserable existences of the ones who share the name "Gojira". And then, we will become the Alpha Ruler of this planet, and subjugate the slumbering titans, and the now docile monsters. With their wills our own, we will slowly ravage humanity, and drown it in chaos, destruction, and terror to restore our previous strength. Once restored, the seal holding The Breach will be destroyed, and my Antilock forces shall arise to heed my call. A legion of demons, titans, and gods will serve us as we destroy all who oppose us. And in the end, the Planet Earth will be ours to rule - and then, all of the Universe!"

The kaiju found themselves surprisingly inspired by King Ghidorah's imposing speech, and his meticulous, and tenacious plans. The storms above raging as Ghidorah howled in triumphant glee, which inspired them to do the same. It actually would be immensely pleasing to them. Not just killing their hated enemy, Godzilla: but then using his own allies to annihilate the world he fought so hard to defend. Adding the Antilocks, if they were truly as dangerous as claimed, with an army of such immense size and strength, humanity wouldn't stand a chance. They could then rule this planet as they saw fit, or take over other worlds - before a few of them decide to kill their "partners", and perhaps even King Ghidorah, to take the prizes for themselves. Either way, it would be an absolute victory for them, of glory and domination.

Little did they realize the true scope of Ghidorah's intentions. All of them nothing more than expendable pawns to see his plans to not only summon his interdimensional forces to Earth, with the intention of killing it - but to consume the lifeforce of the tenth source planet connected to the universal laylines, and open the pathway to the void. All would be consumed in the fearsome light of The Golden Demise. As he had done to the countless other realms that came before, no living thing would survive his devouring this reality - not even his pawns, and allies. His Avatar grinning at his witless pawns as the shadow of his true self peered through the shadows of the cold, winter storm. His time would come. Very, very soon.

"They have as king over them, the angel of the Abyss. A star fallen from heaven to earth, he opened the shaft of the bottomless pit, and from the shaft rose smoke like that of a great furnace, and the sun and the air were darkened. Then from the smoke came locusts on the earth, and they were given power like the power of scorpions over the earth. They were told not to harm the grass or any green growth or any tree, but only those of mankind. For the Beast that comes up out of the Abyss will make war with them, and overcome them... and kill them."

"Long Live The King."

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A true delight for everyone here to observe! I finally have a new picture out, with an awesome mini-story to go with it. Based on this epic sketch pic, www.deviantart.com/toonholt/ar… made by none other than our own resident ToonHolt .

Something i'm truly grateful for, as it allowed this epic piece to come around, and be made. But you know who else i'm grateful to for my making this? Folks like Kaijudude , KaijuSamurai , and Pyrus-Leonidas to be exact. Mainly because while I was drawing this, I actually ended up visiting their pages, and carefully studied the designs of the characters above they each made. I didn't copy anything from anyone, so keep that shit out of your heads unless you want people to judge you. I looked at the lines, and curves of the drawings, and learned how to use them, myself. I combined design elements from the kaiju above to make something a little new, yet still familiar (hence why the base of Spacegodzilla's crystals are red like his live-action counterpart. Also bear in mind the fact I have NEVER EVER EVER EVER drawn the six who aren't Ghidorah before. This was actually my very first time, and I am honestly surprised and proud of myself for how far i've come. Especially when it came to designing Ghidorah, himself. No matter what circumstance, he needed to dwarf all of the kaiju, to visually demonstrate how different they are from each other.

And this King Ghidorah is actually alot more godly than any other counterpart, and I have an actual, good reason for that: because I combined Legendary Ghidorah, with Anime Ghidorah conceptually. An epic idea came to me one day, thanks in part to KOTM 2019, on what if there was a King Ghidorah who was a true Eldritch Horror, and a deity equivalent to The Great Old Ones. One who existed in the void for endless eternity, until he became aware of existence outside of it. But there was too much positive life-energy to cancel out the negative anti-life of the Void - and in turn, bars King Ghidorah's true form. But not an Avatar created in his image, wielding at least half of his power (which is alot, mind you), and allows his consciousness to inhabit it, and enter the mutliverse. From there, he decides to kill all life at a slow, agonizing pace because of how humorous it is to him......and because it turns out he can actually feed on Terror, itself. Eventally, he learns there are planets in a single universe - ten in all - that act as lay-lines on an infinite scale, which acts as a barrier to the void.

Which means, the real King Ghidorah can enter a universe when all ten worlds are dead, and his Avatar absorbs their lifeforce to become the portal that paves the way.

He eventually finds out how when he stumbles upon another dimension, brimming with anti-life, as well. The world of the Precursors, and their kaiju hordes, which i'm still calling Antilocks. He gets ready to annihilate the dimension, business as usual: up until The precursors bow in respect to the power they sense from him (very perceptive aliens), and pledge to serve him, and aid him in his quest to end all life so that they can leave their dying realm, and inhabit a new, better one. He decides to be manipulative, and lies to them by agreeing to their wishes as long as they give him unlimited control over the Antilocks. The idea here being that because both King Ghidorah of the Monsterverse, and the Antilocks of PR are alien organisms hell-bent on destroying the earth, it would be interesting if the two collaborated somehow. Perhaps with Ghidorah subjugating them in the same manner he does to the Titans, but with them fully submitting to him as his servants, and him as their Alpha and King. They then basically go Mortal Kombat on the multiverse: Ghidorah using the subjugated kaiju/titans of other worlds to instill terror into the populace, and give him the necessary strength to open a Breach. The Antilocks pour in, help tear apart the planet as they do what they did in the sequel movie (or as they were trying to do all along): act as chemical bio-weapons that poison the entire planet when they submerge into the largest, volcanic vent leading into the planet. The process covers the world in the toxic gas, and like a Wasp or Dauber does to a Spider after stinging it, King Ghidorah begins to suck out the life-force of the planet through a forced volcanic opening made in the planet's intersection where the laylines connect. The process drains the planet dry, while the poisoned smoke snuffs out all life on the surface, and the remaining Antilocks return to their dimension until the next attack summons them - and possibly with increased, and stronger replacements to their numbers for when that occurs. When all ten of the source worlds, including the earth of a realm, are drained of their essence, the Ghidorah Avatar goes full Raven, and transforms into the portal that lets his true body (anime Ghidorah) enter, and consume all that lives in the realm till it becomes as empty and lifeless as the void.

That's the basic idea.......which actually kinda mixes him a little with Darkseid, The Old Ones, and IT for a new variation. What's more, I thought it would be cool if Ghidorah created a small race of 3 headed dragons that carried a fragment of his strength, and were able to cross through space, and time into other realms. DesGhidorah, and Monster X would be evolutionary products that are stronger than the other Ghidorans, and can do things they can't. And as his children, they hold fierce loyalty to King Ghidorah - the only reason he never used them was because he wanted them to live out existence as their own beings of destruction. And in the process spread his name throughout reality.

Speaking of realities, I thought it might be epic if this scenario took place in the IDW-verse of Godzilla, some time after the Cryog Invasion. And still build on the villain alliance concept all of us enjoys so much. In the process, introduce the Monsterverse to this story, and expand its lore somewhat. At the same time, since it's owned by Legendary Pictures too, mix in Pacific Rim a bit. Also liked the idea of Ghidorah giving off random bible quotes referencing The Devil in some way, as well as the scenario he has prepared, as well as capitalizing on the "conjoined villain trio" idea they had going on. Needless to say, the results were anything other than what I was expecting. Even more so is how amazing this piece turned out. I'm definitely paying more attention to detail, and quality considering how long it took to make this, and I absolutely have no regrets at all.

All I have to say is thank you to the people I mentioned for ultimately being my teachers in artistry, and showing me how to improve myself even though it was unwitting. Pyrus-Leonidas Kaijudude and KaijuSamurai are three of many inspirations to me, and i'm grateful to all of you. Now I hope everyone enjoys this, and has a good day.

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