Godzilla fight the angels

by Godzilla 3509

In this alternate reality, the Angel Sachiel hovered menacingly above Tokyo-3, its energy blasts reducing skyscrapers to rubble. The Evangelions, despite their power, were being overwhelmed. Even Unit-01, piloted by the reluctant Shinji Ikari, was struggling to keep up, its AT Field barely holding off the Angel's relentless assault. Inside NERV headquarters, a sense of dread filled

15. it is done

Godzilla rose from the water one last time, his towering form cutting through the ocean's surface like a force of nature. He stood still for a moment, his piercing eyes locking onto Adam's defeated form lying amidst the icy ruins. There was something more he had to do—Adam could not be left here, not to be revived by the humans or to rise on his own. He had learned from ancient battles that Adam's resurrection, in any form, was too dangerous to risk.

With a low, rumbling growl, Godzilla's dorsal plates began to glow once again, brighter than ever before. The energy coursed through him, building up as he focused all his power into a single, decisive strike. His eyes narrowed, his massive jaws parted, and with a deafening roar, he unleashed his atomic breath.

The beam of blue energy shot forward, hitting Adam's form directly. The force was overwhelming, a power that surpassed anything seen before. The impact sent shockwaves through the air, and Adam's body began to disintegrate, his essence vaporizing under the sheer intensity of the atomic blast. The ice and ruins around Adam melted and shattered, but Godzilla kept the beam steady, ensuring that not even a trace of the ancient being would remain.

The blinding light of the atomic breath illuminated the desolate landscape, and within moments, Adam was no more. His once-mighty form, the progenitor of the Angels, had been reduced to nothing but particles in the wind.

Satisfied that Adam could never rise again, Godzilla cut off his atomic breath and stood motionless for a brief moment, as if making sure the deed was done. The humans would not be able to use Adam's body for their own purposes, and the threat of his resurrection was gone forever.

With a final, guttural growl, Godzilla turned away from the ruins of the battlefield. The King of the Monsters had fulfilled his duty, not just to himself but to the Earth. His reign was secure once more.

He lumbered back toward the ocean, his massive form sinking beneath the waves. As the waters closed over him, Godzilla disappeared into the depths, leaving behind only the stillness of the frozen wasteland. This time, he would swim away fully, content that no greater threat remained to challenge him.

The Earth was safe—for now.

And with that, the King of the Monsters returned to the deep, where he would rest until he was needed once again.