Boom!!!
A trendous sound echoed from underground, and it felt as if it was coming from the core of the earth. This ti, a skyscraper on a busy street suddenly collapsed, causing destruction comparable to a magnitude-eight earthquake.
The terrified crowds in the streets could no longer stand it and began to flee in panic. The police, military, helicopters in the sky, and tanks on the ground heard the commotion and rushed to the scene.
"Roar!"
A huge crater had ford where the skyscraper once stood. A thunderous, piercing roar ca from within, sending dust and debris swirling through the city streets. At the center of the dust cloud, a pair of glowing, beastly eyes appeared.
A civilian helicopter carrying dia reporters descended, its bright lights piercing the dust to reveal just the corner of the enormous creature's body.
"What on earth is that?"
A reporter opened the back door of the helicopter, ignoring the fierce winds, and extended the cara outside, eager to get a firsthand account.
At that mont, the live feed showed a monstrous, fanged mouth descending from the sky, casting a shadow that engulfed the entire helicopter.
"No!"
The reporter's frantic scream echoed through the Tokyo sky. Countless onlookers in the streets saw the massive jaws of a lizard-like creature clamp down on the helicopter, which instantly exploded into a ball of fire.
The creature erged from the crater and stepped onto the city streets. Its body was over 50 ters tall, dwarfing even the skyscrapers. Hulking and massive, it stood on two legs, and with a single sweep of its long tail, it sliced a nearby building in half.
"Run! It's Godzilla!"
Soone in the crowd shouted, and in an instant, panic spread like wildfire. People began desperately fleeing, abandoning their cars, adding to the chaos as honking echoed through the streets.
Godzilla lowered his head and stared down at the people scurrying about like ants. He stepped forward, crushing cars and people alike under his massive feet. Many drivers, paralyzed with fear, abandoned their vehicles and ran.
Whoosh!
A tank shell whizzed through the air, striking Godzilla's head and exploding in a fiery blast, causing the beast to stagger and fall back.
The might of the Japanese military filled the air with the roar of jets and the rumble of tanks, pushing toward Godzilla against the stream of fleeing civilians.
Despite a direct hit, Godzilla erged unhard and quickly rose to his feet. He glared at the military forces, raised his claws, and threw back his head, roaring in rage.
"Roar!!"
The sound alone shattered nearby windows, reverberating through the air and echoing throughout the city of Tokyo.
Standing atop an armored vehicle, a Japanese commander raised his sword and shouted, "All units, advance! Keep up the suppressive fire!"
A battle between the unknown creature, Godzilla, and Japan's military forces had broken out in the heart of Tokyo's busiest district.
anwhile, at the Pri Minister's Office, in the conference room on the third floor...
The current Pri Minister of Japan sat at the head of the table, with officials and generals seated on either side. The chandelier above them swayed and the water in their glasses trembled. Even 20 kiloters away, they could faintly hear the distant sounds of monster roars and explosions from downtown.
"There is no need for to explain the gravity of the current situation," the Pri Minister said gravely.
It had been a ti of endless crisis for Tokyo - first with Arica's Kyle, now with Godzilla. The city was falling apart at an alarming rate.
One of the officials turned to the highest-ranking general and asked, "General Kojiro, how are things in the city center?" All eyes turned to the General.
"To be honest, it's not looking good."
General Kojiro took a deep breath before continuing, "The creature they call Godzilla is much tougher than we imagined. It's not just any ancient life form. Regular artillery is ineffective, and only missiles can barely hurt it. Fortunately, the military was already stationed nearby, and we've been able to hold it off with heavy firepower. But if we were to take it down, half of Tokyo could be destroyed in the process.
The officials collectively gasped. Half of Tokyo? That would include where they were sitting.
The Pri Minister warned, "Rember, there's still that man watching and waiting in the shadows.
The room fell silent. With that realization, it beca clear that Tokyo was at a critical juncture.
Narrowing his eyes, the Pri Minister made a decisive suggestion, "At this point, I propose we activate the second synthetic human from the 'God Creation Plan.'"
"I agree," General Kojiro was the first to raise his hand.
"I agree." "I second that," the other officials quickly followed. To fight a monster, they had to awaken a warrior who was also a monster.
Beneath the city of Tokyo, in a secret underground bio-research facility...
Scientists in white coats were hard at work. In the main hall of the facility, there was a cylindrical glass chamber filled with liquid. Inside, a muscular man lay curled up, suspended in the liquid.
"The world's greatest swordsman... finally... will be resurrected today."
An elderly scientist stood in front of the chamber, gazing at the man inside with a look of fanatical awe. He turned to the other researchers and commanded, "By order of the Pri Minister, open the chamber. Release him!"
"Yes, sir!"
The researchers operated the control panel beside the chamber, draining the liquid and unlocking the chamber for the first ti, revealing the powerful body of the man inside.
"Wake up, wake up."
At the elder's soft murmur, the man's body shook. As he regained consciousness, he stood instinctively, casting a cold, terrifying aura over the laboratory.
This was not the presence of a re human.
The researchers couldn't et his gaze and backed away in fear.
The elder knelt on one knee and greeted respectfully, "Miyamoto Musashi, welco to this era."
"Where is this?" Miyamoto Musashi asked in confusion.
The elder replied, "This is New Tokyo, beneath the earth, in what is now the capital of Imperial Japan. It is the 21st century, three or four hundred years after your death."
"Why am I...?"
Miyamoto Musashi looked at his hands- young, strong hands, unlike those of the 60-year-old man who had died long ago. He began to believe part of the elder's story.
"It's thanks to genetic science," The elder smiled. "We harvested crucial brain cells from your remains, and through modern technology, we rebuilt your brain and restored your body to its forr glory."
"What a pointless endeavor," Miyamoto Musashi said coldly. "Three or four centuries later, why bring back?"
The elder's expression remained unchanged as he replied, "I want you to slay a monster, a man nad Kyle. In all of Japan's history, only the strongest swordsman- Miyamoto Musashi- can accomplish this."
(End of Chapter)
I have finished translating this fanfic, IMUC (I Am In Marvel With Unlimited Cards) and have posted all the advanced chapters on Patreon. (/c/marvel6395). You can read all the advanced chapters there.
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