This story takes place sometime after Tokyo S.O.S and follows through Unleashed, you'll recognize a few characters mentioned, all kaiju can speak and understand each other. The whole story will be told from Kiryu's point of view. At this point he's still in the Pacific Ocean, he's able to think and feel but he needs a "boost" before he can really start moving like he used to.

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Chapter 1: Revenant

What is a soul? According to the records in my data banks humans have been asking this question for centuries and they've never came up with an answer. Is a soul something physical? Can you hold it in your hands? Can it be digitized into data? Do all creatures have one? Even kaiju? Even me, a machine built over the bones of a once living creature? If I do whose soul is it? Mine…or his?

Who am I? Kiryu, that's the name humanity gave me when I was built. It means metal dragon and personally I think it's very fitting of me. I like the name. The other side of me hates it with a burning passion. It's funny but it seems like everything I do and like the other side does the opposite. Maybe he does it just to piss me off which is kind of pointless when you think about, he is me.

If I was human I think they'd say I'd need therapy. Heh, if only there was someone I could talk to about my problems. Besides the being stuck at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean one question's been eating away at me, ever since Godzilla roared at me it's been threatening to eat me whole; what the hell am I?

You are…like me. Godzilla had growled when he first saw me.

To a degree he was right. After all I was built around the bones of his species; the first Godzilla. When he roared I felt it awaken in me, the dormant primal part of me that still lived within the bones the humans had used to help make me. Lying down here with nothing but marine life for company gave me a lot of time to think on a few things. One of them was the stupidity of my creators. Building me around the bones of the original Godzilla was one thing, using his DNA for a DNA based computer, you'd think by this point they'd have learned to stop at certain lines.

They're humans, they never learn.

I would like to argue against that. After years of watching human history unfold I can honestly say this about mankind; they may be foolish but that sure as hell doesn't stop them from trying.

And failing.

I've lost track of how long I've been trapped down here. All I know is that at one point the new Godzilla escaped from my grasp and that burned me for some reason. I think I know why; it means he's going to go destroy Tokyo again or fight some other kaiju while I stay stuck down here like some kind of sunken ship.

Is that my fate? To remain down here at the bottom of the Pacific until my metal body eventually rusts and I become nothing but an undersea monument to both humanity's technological genius and its unwillingness to lay down and surrender? How long would that take? I was made to take everything the God of Destruction could throw but even that was small compared to the force of time and nature. Will I just become a monument? A revenant?

Who's to say you aren't already one? Your body is nothing but steel and metal built over the bones of the original king of kaiju! You aren't a living thing! You're just an abomination!

I don't know if cyborgs can have feeling but I sure as hell do. That made me so angry I felt the circuitry in my body activate once letting me let out a deep-seated growl. I hear Mothra wanted me dismantled. Who was she to order my death? I had just as much right to exist as she did! As she still does!

Your right to destroy!

Still all this brings me back to the same question; what is a soul? Twice the new Godzilla awakened the "soul" lying within me and ever since I've been arguing back and forth with it. Whose soul was in this body? Mine or Godzilla's? If not neither of us then who the hell is it?

It is not the humans! It will never belong to the humans!

Humans…one side of me hates them with a burning passion while the other side I just don't know. They brought me into this world even if my body was built around the bones of a monster. I have to be thankful for that right? That's what I've been telling myself the whole time I've been down here.

One day it all changed.

Something had happened, my remaining sensors could feel a disturbance in the ocean and even the planet itself. With what little functions I had left I was able to tap into a few radio ways from military channels all over the planet.

"Vortaak…Invading…! Crystals…Energy! Counter-attack! All units m-mobilize!"

Searching my data banks I found a file on the Vortaak, the Earth was being invaded…again. Why is it all the weird shit always happens on Earth? I guess that really doesn't matter now.

Defend it! Our territory!

Something else got my body moving. Something that wasn't rage or anger at humanity or even the Vortaak, it was a need to protect. That need was enough to get a chunk of my motor systems moving after who knows how long but it wasn't enough. I needed power, power to move my body, power to fuel my weapons, and power to prove to the world I wasn't just a revenant.

When I see the ship fly overhead my energy readings went off the charts. Whatever the ship was caring it had the power source I needed. My jet thrusters had enough power left in them to rocket me out of the water towards the alien ship.

God, the feeling of leaving the deep blue and finally seeing the blue skies was greater than anything I thought. It didn't matter if I was a machine just the change in scenery was enough.

I kept going towards the ship crashing directly into. My armor may have rusted a little but it was still strong enough to tear through the ship like a bullet through paper. My head ended up inside the Vortaak ship control room. They looked like ants in my eyes, tiny eyes screaming in their alien language and firing their useless weapons at me. It tickled. My maser cannons didn't have anywhere near the power they used to have but it was enough to destroy the control room and send the ship crashing through the air into the ocean. As it did I felt something rush through me like electricity. It filled my body with renewed power.

Standing back up to my towering stature I saw more alien ships spending towards me. My sensors picked up more energy readings inside the ships. One way or another those ships were going down and those power sources were going to be mine. The other side of me actually howled in agreement as we tore through the ships using a combination of metal claws, a tail, and teeth. After each ship was destroyed I found out what the power sources were; crystals. Each time I smashed one I felt my strength return to me, the other side roar louder and louder.

I didn't matter to me if I was flesh or metal in that moment. Feeling that power run through me and laying waste to the alien invaders, I felt like a Kaiju.

Eventually the Vortaak got the message and decided to retreat but I caught one ship in between my mechanical hands. I was feeling power like I'd never had before course through my circuits but now I needed to know what the hell was going on. I wasn't quite sure if this ability would still work but I gave it a try, strands of bio-fiber in my neck detached and plugged into the ship hacking into its data base. Over the course of my "time-off" from civilization I learned how to do all kinds of small things with my mechanical body such as this. The other side of me hates every last one of this little features and isn't afraid of letting me know.

After the download was complete I flung the ship a few miles away not caring about the aliens inside. The Vortaak were invading, this strange crystals were pimping up everywhere and giving power surges to anyone who broke them, kaiju were attacking cities all over the globe, and of course humanity was sitting on the verge of extinction again. And me? What the hell do I do in all this?

Kill them! These crystals are a blight, an intrusion on our lands! Find these invaders and make them regret crossing us!

I'm not going to lie, hearing that was enough to get me moving towards land. I needed more power and the biggest cluster of crystals close to me was Osaka so that's where I went. The other side of me was anxious to get there for two reasons; to regain strength and to burn it to the ground.

Hasn't it all suffered enough?

I got a snarl in response but none the less I continued towards Osaka. One or another I had to get there. Only question was what would happen once I got there? Would I let what I used to be take control and level it once more…or would I be able to save whatever's left of the place?

A/N: The other side of me Kiryu is talking about in the story is the spirit of the original Godzilla. In the story there's going to be tension between them with the spirit wanting to all defeat all the other monsters and continue terrorizing humanity while Kiryu himself is going to want to protect them.

Godzilla's spirit

Kiryu talking back to him or Kaiju talking

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