Between vast mountain ranges lay an enormous cave, hundreds of square meters in size. It was cold and damp, scattered with huge, mottled piles of white bones. Long neglect had let all kinds of strange plants grow over them.
Twisted fern-like plants climbed the walls, and shrubs and weeds filled the ground. The only strange thing was that besides plants, there was not even a single ant. Not just this cave, but within several hundred meters, even squirrels in the treetops would bristle and flee the moment they crossed an unseen boundary.
Birds flew around it, and beasts would not enter. The former owner was long gone, yet the pressure left behind, or perhaps some lingering scent like pheromones, formed a forbidden vacuum for animals. For living creatures, this place was off limits.
The cave sat halfway up a rocky cliff. The dark stone was so hard that ordinary beasts could hardly scratch it, yet near the cave mouth it had shattered into chunks, with frightening claw marks still visible. There were also more terrible traces, as if crushed or melted, and white crystal clusters lay scattered about.
In a weed-choked corner of the cave, a huge egg nearly half a human tall trembled slightly. It was red and black, its surface covered in tiny dense scales. Dust coated it, and a crack slowly split across the shell.
Crack. A thin fissure opened in the hard shell, and light slipped through the gap and crawled inside. Darkness gave way to a faint glow.
"So dark..." "There is light?" "Out..." "Out."
A splitting headache throbbed as it, he, or maybe it again, tore at the cramped space with newly born claws. It had stayed inside too long, and the small space could no longer hold it. Its body had grown far too much before birth.
Staying so long meant the already limited nutrients were exhausted and wasted on growth it should not have had. The larger body only made it weaker. Hunger pressed in from all sides.
"Hungry..."
It swung its claws on instinct, trying to break free. The shell was not easy to break, layered with scale-like coating, membrane, hard shell, and inner film. But time had drained its strength, and it finally cracked apart, letting the late-born creature touch the ground for the first time.
Fresh air rushed into its lungs, and oxygen spread through its blood. The fragile newborn body stirred as if fueled anew, and it made vague sounds while adjusting its vocal cords. The noises were rough and unclear.
"Roar... ah... gurgle..."
It shook its head and flung off spoiled, foul-smelling egg fluid. For the first time it opened its cloudy vertical pupils, and even in the dim cave it could see fairly well due to its bloodline. From its own view, it saw a strange lizard about a meter long.
Its back was lined with uneven horn-like protrusions, and its scales were mottled black and red. Two pairs of horns grew on its head, its front limbs shorter and its rear limbs thicker, with a long tail tipped with small bumps. It was thin to the point of looking like bones wrapped in skin.
"Hiss... ah..."
"Who am I? Right, it was... Orl, no, Jack? alex? No, wrong, ah... hungry!"
"So hungry, I need food..."
"What is hunger?"
From the side of its vision, it saw part of its own body. When had it become a lizard, when it should have been something else? Reason and instinct clashed, thoughts fighting like chaos in its head, knowledge and language shattered into fragments.
In a very human-like move, it grabbed its head with its front claws and rolled on the ground. Its pupils darted wildly, limbs twitching on their own, and its young throat made strange sounds. The intense thinking drained what little energy it had left.
Delayed birth, overgrowth, and lack of nutrients ended the struggle. Instinct struck last, and reason collapsed, leaving only hunger spreading through every cell. Hunger won.
It flicked out its tongue, rough and barbed, split slightly at the tip like a snake's. It caught and analyzed scents in the air, moisture, soil, and plants. There was no smell of food, only weeds and earth, as if even dirt looked edible.
"Hungry..."
Starving, it turned on the eggshell it had just crawled out of. Its uneven teeth were not fully grown but sharp enough, and it tore off a large chunk. Its head buzzed as it swallowed the piece whole.
The taste was like stale, hardened biscuits. Once something entered its stomach, its mouth would not stop. It quickly ate the entire half-human-tall shell and drank the remaining egg fluid.
The hunger eased only a little, and its stomach was packed tight. In the end, it bit into grass and soil together and swallowed them, barely calming itself. The full stomach brought back a bit of clarity, though not much.
With something in its belly, memory urged it to recall its true name. Reason told it to find some kind of special advantage and run. Another thought insisted on waiting in the nest for a female dragon to return and feed it, while a different urge screamed to hunt rabbits that shot ice arrows.
The thoughts clashed again, but hunger forced a rough agreement. It chose to crawl out of the cave. The reason was simple, there was no food here, and that made hunting impossible.
Bushes and tall weeds marked the outside, and it could still find the cave entrance. As it crawled out, sunlight far stronger than inside stabbed into its eyes, and it squinted. It flicked its tongue again, catching the scent of prey and water, both things its dry body needed.
These days, getting sent to another world was nothing rare anymore, or so he thought. After the third time he kicked away a little girl who tried to run across the road to pick up a ball, saving her from a speeding truck, he was already numb to the routine. At the next intersection, they did not even bother to act, as she openly threw the ball onto the crosswalk and only went to get it after crossing, with the driver not even in the cab yet.
Hey, could you at least try to look professional? He clearly underestimated how shameless this whole thing could get. When he ignored it, the truck made a series of clicking sounds and directly transformed into a Cybertronian, its shadow completely covering him.
"Hey, kid…" Then came a punch. "Damn it, Magnetic Field Rotation: Nine Hundred Ninety Thousand Horsepower, Reincarnation Savior Fist! Kid, it is time to go to another world and be a hero!"
Before he could react, another voice rang out in his head. "Congratulations, host, binding Godzilla System! You will now head to Godzilla vs. SpaceGodzilla World to obtain your panel, and then we will go wipe out those coastal—what the hell is going on?" "Boy, go save the world!" "Gah! Host, I will not let you die! Damn it, Magnetic Field Rotation: Nine Hundred Ninety Thousand Horsepower! Infinite transmigration!"
Along with the earth-shaking clash between the Cybertronian and the system, their scattered power tore at everything around them. Nearby, the little girl hugging her ball let out a helpless, regretful sigh. The struggle between the two only grew more intense, trading millions of blows in a blink, each convinced they would never lose to that cursed opponent.
"Cyber Sky-Piercing Fist!" "Infinite Hotline Kill!" "Electronic Shock Zen!" "Charged Blade!"
Fight. Clash. Force. The two strongest beings in history kept pushing their power higher and higher, already overwhelming strength climbing into a terrifying realm. With another head-on collision, both figures were knocked back.
Their final power and final realm had appeared, and they looked at each other, knowing the moment had come. "It is time you lost, you bastard!" they shouted together. Endless battle intent surged from them without restraint, rising faster and faster as killing intent filled the air.
The Cybertronian clenched a massive fist. "The final realm…" The system raised its hand as well. "The ultimate power…" "Full power! A million horsepower magnetic field rotation!" both roared.
Damn it, even dying would be worth it just to see experts go all out like this. This world-shaking clash would surely be the greatest in history. "Hell War God!" "What?"
The little girl's eyes sharpened, and in an instant she forced out the Hell War Gods of the Cybertronian factions, Optimus Prime and Megatron. Not only that, as sound waves followed, Starscream appeared, and even that damn universe emperor showed up.
"Gah! It is the Endless War God!" "Retreat, retreat now!"
The little girl used a magnetic sky lock to seal all the power. She then casually gave each of them a blast of a hundred trillion power, cleanly ending the shocking duel. After that, she used an unspeakable level of strength to repair the battered world and corrected reality into an innocent passerby being run over by a truck.
As for him, caught in the middle, he was neatly reduced to scraps, though the goal seemed to be achieved. The system did manage to send him through, but it was smashed apart halfway by a Cybertronian. When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was a space Godzilla that had just escaped a black hole and was about to crash into him.