Alina's body trembled from sensory overload, her newly awakened Mothra instincts overwhelmed by the blinding radiance of Jacob's nuclear aura. The pain, the radiation, the sudden spatial distortion… It was too much.
Her vision blurred, her body weakened, and before she could react, darkness claimed her.
Even as consciousness faded, her wings instinctively wrapped protectively around Jacob's limp body. Despite being unconscious herself, her instincts as Mothra the Guardian of Life… compelled her to protect him with every last flicker of strength she had left.
RENZO watched quietly from his hidden plane, his glowing eyes reflecting data streams and energy readings.
RENZO: "Poor kids… You've both suffered enough."
With a wave of his hand, he drew their fragile bodies into the System Space, his personal domain, a boundless expanse of shimmering azure light, filled with countless floating symbols, gears, and cosmic energy currents.
Jacob and Alina now rested safely inside suspended above a tranquil, endless stellar void.
RENZO then turned his gaze toward two dim, dormant soul orbs floating in the distance. He raised his hand… and the orbs began to glow softly, flickering like candles being relit after centuries.
RENZO: "Wake up… Rei, Alex. Your son needs you."
Moments later, the orbs reshaped into human forms, a man and a woman, both glowing faintly. They slowly opened their eyes.
Rei Ambrose… brown-haired, graceful, her eyes sharp yet kind… gasped as her senses returned. Beside her stood Alex Ambrose, tall and serious, his expression weighed down by decades of guilt and longing.
They saw Jacob, their son… sleeping, massive, and radiant. Naked, yet peaceful for the first time in years. Near him, another figure… Alina lay unconscious, still clutching him protectively in her luminous divine moth wings.
A few steps away stood RENZO, his presence calm but divine.
Rei: "How long… has it been?"
She touched her chest as if feeling time itself flow again. "RENZO, how many years have passed since Alex and I went dormant? Jay's… he's grown into an adult. He's even-."
Her eyes widened. She finally noticed the sleeping girl beside him. Rei's voice softened with motherly emotion and a bit of amused misunderstanding.
Rei: "and he even found himself a lovely young lady… RENZO, why didn't you tell us our boy had a girlfriend?"
RENZO blinked, almost exasperated.
RENZO: "I hate to break it to you, Ms. Ambrose… but that's not what this looks like. Their mature appearances are the result of an inhuman experiment, their bodies forced to adapt to survive Kaiju-cell fusion. Your son is… still just a six year old child inside and Alina is still just an eight year old child too."
Rei froze. Her heart clenched. Alex's face darkened as the truth sank in. Alex clenched his fists. His voice trembled between anger and guilt.
Alex: "It's my fault…"
He lowered his gaze, his expression twisted in bitter regret.
Alex: "I gave the high command my research, my work on cellular infusion enhancements. I thought it could save humanity… and they turned it into this. They murdered me, then used it on children."
He knelt beside his son's slumbering form, tears filling his eyes.
Alex: "I'm so sorry, son…"
Suddenly, Rei couldn't hold herself back any longer. She rushed forward and wrapped her arms around Jacob.
RENZO: "Wait—! Ms. Ambrose, stop! He's—"
But it was too late. Jacob's eyes shot open. And for a moment, he wasn't her son… he was the experiment, #J-355, reborn from pain and horror.
Memories of cold needles piercing his skin, electric shocks, radiation burns, and endless screaming filled his mind. Someone was touching him again… restraining him… injecting him.
A deafening roar erupted from his throat. The sheer force of it sent shockwaves across the System Space, distorting reality itself.
RENZO reacted instantly.
With divine precision, chains of light erupted from the ground, wrapping around Jacob's limbs and chest. The gravity intensified, pinning him to one knee.
RENZO: "Restrain protocol: Activate!"
Jacob snarled, his neon blue eyes glowing like molten reactors. He struggled… but here, in the System Space, RENZO's power was absolute.
His body trembled, his strength failing him. The chains burned against his skin. He gasped, trembling, unable to move. He thought he was going to die again.
But… instead of pain, he felt warmth.
Soft arms around him. A trembling heartbeat against his chest.
And then… tears.
He looked down and saw the same brown-haired woman clinging to him, sobbing. Her tears fell onto his chest, glowing faintly as they hit his skin.
Rei: (crying) "My baby… my sweet boy…"
Jacob froze. His feral fury faltered.
The chains around him dissolved. The crushing gravity lifted.
He blinked, confused… fragmented memories flashing through his mind like broken glass. He remembered the needles, the labs, the screams… but not his parents' faces. He remembered only one thing clearly… his experiment number: #J-355.
Jacob: (shaking) "Who… am I…?"
RENZO stepped closer, his tone gentle but resonant with divine authority.
RENZO: "I will help you, Jacob."
He raised his hand, and glowing memory shards emerged around them, floating fragments of Jacob's long lost childhood life, filled with laughter and warmth.
From his storage, RENZO drew out an ancient tome, the "As I Written, Exomyth."
Its pages flipped open by themselves, and a feathered pen began writing in glowing golden iridescent ink.
Every line, every image, was about Jacob. His life. His pain. His rebirth. The story continued to write itself in real time, recording the moment they were living. It was pure magic and divine.
Jacob looked at the book, then at the crying woman and man before him. Something deep inside him stirred… a feeling he thought was long dead.
Jacob: (whispering) "…Mom? …Dad?"
Rei and Alex's eyes widened.
Rei: "Yes, sweetheart… It's us."
Alex: "We're here now, son. We'll never leave you again."
They both pulled him into a tight embrace… ignoring his monstrous size, his dense Kaiju-infused muscles, and his nakedness. All that mattered to them was that their son was alive. For the first time since his birth, Jacob cried… not from pain, but from love.
He hugged them back tightly, trembling in their arms. In that moment, he wasn't #J-355, the test subject. He was Jacob Ambrose… their child, their pride, their treasure.