Disclaimer: I do not own Pacific Rim.
August, 2013 was when everything changed.
The world changed for the worse. Monsters, or Kaiju, as the people came to call them, emerged from the ocean. They came from the bridge that connected the human world to the realm of the aliens. They came from the sea and not the sky. They came, and brought about death. Millions of deaths.
In 2014, the initial concept was formed. Nearly a year later, the first Jaeger, was created. Jaegers. The mech that was built to fight the Kaijus. Big, strong, powerful. The battle took a turn, and Jaeger pilots were enlisted and trained everywhere. Compatible pilots were drifted with each other, and a compatible pair would share the neural load of drifting with a Jaeger. They controlled the Jaeger with their minds, moving in sync to attack the Kaijus. From then on, fighting the Kaijus became a more manageable job, though not necessarily easier.
The world celebrated. Jaegers and their pilots were idolized and admired. The people thought the battle was already won. With the Jaegers being able to handle the Kaijus. But then problems began to arise.
The Kaijus started evolving and rising in categories, and suddenly, the Jaegers weren't good enough. It was just the beginning.
