// PROLOGUE \\

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1998.

       A storm thrashed across the shores. A mushroom cloud had bubbled over the waters, creating chaos within them. The waves crashed violently against the rough rocks as a robed individual stood, a pair of binoculars to their eyes. A dark grin crept onto their face as they zoomed in. From within the clouds of ash and fog, a creature thrashed around. Godzilla. A blue flash appearing from his body just as it dipped itself beneath the waves. The robed one lowered their binoculars, eyes widening. The hints of insanity were prevalent in their eyes. "Humans. They feed into these destroyers unknowingly with their toys.." The figure clutched a silver medallion that hung from the neck. "Imagine what we could unleash if we were free.." Their head lowered, starting to whisper a prayer. Eyes clutched shut as they did. A loud boom of thunder shot their eyes back open as they removed their hand. The Medallion was glowing.. A final whisper came.

"Megalon."

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