Tokyo-3 trembled under the onslaught of the angel Sachiel. The creature, towering above the city, released its deadly blasts, leveling buildings and threatening to destroy everything in its path. Inside NERV headquarters, alarms blared as the chaos outside escalated.

The evas—humanity's greatest weapons—were locked in a desperate struggle, but their efforts were in vain. Even Shinji, piloting Unit-01, could barely hold his ground against the relentless force of the angel. The tension in the command center was palpable as everyone present—Gendo Ikari, Ritsuko Akagi, Shigeru Aoba, Kouzou Fuyutsuki, Makoto Hyûga, Ryoji Kaji, and Misato Katsuragi—stood in stunned silence.

Misato slammed her fist against the console in frustration. "We're not getting anywhere! We need to change our tactics, or Sachiel is going to wipe us out!"

Ritsuko, furiously analyzing data, shook her head. "None of the evas can sustain this level of damage. We need more time to find a weakness, but—"

"There is no more time," Gendo interrupted, his voice cold and commanding. His gloved hands rested on the edge of his desk, his dark glasses hiding his calculating gaze. "If we continue like this, humanity's end will come faster than we anticipated."

Fuyutsuki, standing beside him, gave Gendo a sidelong glance. "What are you suggesting, Ikari?"

A silence fell over the room as Gendo slowly stood upright, his eyes narrowing behind his tinted lenses. "The scenario we've prepared for isn't enough to stop this. The evas cannot stop this. I suggest... we release the God of Destruction. Gojira."

The air grew heavy. Misato froze, turning to face Gendo, disbelief etched into her features. "You can't be serious, Commander! That thing was never meant to be used—it's far too dangerous!"

Shigeru Aoba leaned forward, disbelief evident in his voice. "Gojira… It was only a myth, wasn't it?"

"Not a myth," Ritsuko said softly, her eyes distant. "A contingency we never hoped to use."

Makoto Hyûga spoke up, "But if we unleash Gojira… it could level the city along with Sachiel."

Gendo remained unmoved. "Humanity's survival is at stake. This is no longer about preserving the city. This is about ensuring the continuation of the human race." His voice dropped to a near whisper, laced with the intensity of his vision. "We release Gojira... and humanity will witness a force beyond its imagination. If Sachiel falls, it will clear the way for the next stage of our plan."

Kaji, who had been quietly observing the conversation, finally spoke. "So this is it, Gendo. You're willing to release a creature capable of wiping out everything just to stay on track for Instrumentality."

"This will change everything," Fuyutsuki murmured. "The awakening of Gojira will alter our plans, not just for NERV, but for SEELE as well."

Gendo clasped his hands together, elbows resting on his desk. "SEELE's goals no longer matter. Gojira is the embodiment of destruction and rebirth. With its power, we can reshape the future, ascend humanity to a higher plane of existence, and finally escape the limitations of flesh."

Misato stepped forward, fists clenched. "You're willing to gamble with the lives of billions! We don't know if we can control it—"

"We don't need to control it," Gendo cut in sharply. "We need it to destroy Sachiel. That is all. After that... it will serve its purpose."

For a long moment, no one spoke. The weight of Gendo's decision hung over the room like a specter. Sachiel's distant roars echoed through the walls, a reminder of the looming apocalypse.

Finally, Ritsuko sighed, stepping back from her console. "If we do this… there's no going back. Gojira's power is beyond anything we've ever encountered."

"I understand the risks," Gendo said. "But this is the only way forward."

Fuyutsuki, his expression grim, nodded slowly. "Prepare the containment field. We'll need every available resource to release Gojira safely."

Misato turned to Ryoji Kaji, her eyes searching his for some kind of reassurance. But he only gave her a faint smile, a look that said he, too, understood the inevitability of this decision.

"I hope you know what you're doing, Gendo," Misato muttered under her breath as she returned to her post.

Gendo remained silent, his mind already a step ahead. As the others began their preparations, he knew that this was the turning point. Not just for Tokyo-3, but for all of humanity.

With a single word, Gendo Ikari had set in motion a cataclysm that would reshape the destiny of Earth. The God of Destruction would rise, and the world would never be the same again.

And in the distance, as Sachiel's blasts tore through the city's defenses, a rumbling sound stirred from the depths of the Earth—a low, primal roar that had not been heard in millennia.

Gojira was awakening.