56 years ago The Kingdom of Mythralis, the one who tried to capture gojira.
once confronted with a malevolent ancient titan Tyroth, facing ultimate destruction 56 years ago.
This colossal titan, well-adapted to land, sea, and air, wrought havoc across the continent, leading to the demise of almost half the population of an entire continent.
It resembled a dragon, thousands of tentacles protruding out from it's chin resembling a beard, 4 long and robust arms, each ending with hooks or claws. Large body covered in scales harder than steel. Wings that span thrice tyroth's height. Long and robust tail resembling a fin. He stood over 167 meters tall and weighed over 170.000 tons.
As Tyroth's devastating rampage unfolded, the king of Mythralis found himself cowering behind his throne, helpless in the face of the merciless titan's onslaught.
The cunning ruler, confronted with the overwhelming power of Tyroth, struggled to protect his people and the prosperous kingdom that now teetered on the brink of annihilation.
As the king cowardly hid away, a sudden appearance of a demon further intensified his fear.
Stammering in terror, the king questioned the presence of the demon during such dire times, pleading for mercy.
The demon, unfazed by the king's trembling words, interrupted the monarch's panicked ramblings.
"I am here in place of the demon king,"
the demon declared, its ominous presence sending shivers down the king's spine. "We offer you a helping hand. With this ring, you can control the titan Tyroth."
Frightened yet sensing an opportunity to regain control, the king cautiously agreed to the demon's offer. However, the demon's next words sent a chill through the already terrified ruler.
"On one condition,"
the demon continued, its voice carrying an eerie resonance.
"Offer your soul, and serve your body and loyalty to the demon king."
Caught between desperation and the potential for regaining dominion over Tyroth, the king hesitated, weighing the cost of such a sinister pact.
The magical ring gleamed ominously in the dimly lit chamber, and the kingdom's fate hung in the balance as the king grappled with the decision that could alter the course of Mythralis's history.
Prioritizing his own life, power, and dominion, the king selfishly agreed to the demonic contract.
The demon, its laughter echoing wickedly, disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving the king alone with the ominous ring that promised control over the malevolent titan Tyroth.
As the echoes of the demon's laughter faded, an uneasy stillness settled in the chamber.
The king, now tethered to a pact that demanded his very existence, grappled with the weight of his decision.
The demonic ring rested ominously in his hand, a symbol of the dark alliance forged in the pursuit of dominion over the ancient titan.
Empowered by the dark pact and the magical ring, the king confronted the malevolent titan Tyroth.
With newfound abilities, he successfully subdued the colossal creature, bending it to his will through a sinister form of mind control.
Utilizing Tyroth's might and the bestowed power, the king expanded Mythralis's dominion over the years by capturing numerous mythical creatures such as:
Asmoday-a manevolent pheonix born from hell's eternal flame, an embodiment of destruction.
Leviathan-an ancient kraken that sunked islands with it's thousands of powerful tentacles, it struck with lightning and formed sea storms.
Azraelon- a tall humanoid dark figure with deformed elongated antlers that pierced through it's cloak. Its only known for killing anything it touches
Cherubion-a larger and more powerful gryphon, it's said to have cut through the heavens and defeated many titans
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Orosborosurge-a gigantic ancient serpent that wrapped around the mountain of mytha, legends say that this ancient titan once confronted the demon king and almost won, it's venom was capable of changing the entire world's ecosystem.
They were all subdued by the powers of the king and the might of tyroth
The kingdom's power soared to unprecedented heights, and the once-cowardly king reveled in the newfound strength and influence.
However, the consequences of wielding such dark powers began to take a toll on his once-noble personality.
Slowly but steadily, the king succumbed to the corrupting influence of the malevolent forces he had harnessed.
As his rule continued, the once benevolent ruler transformed into a tyrant, his actions fueled by an insatiable thirst for power and dominance.
The captured legendary beasts became instruments of fear, and Mythralis, once a beacon of prosperity, now bore witness to the gradual descent of its monarch into darkness.
The kingdom's subjects, once loyal, began to fear and resent their ruler as his decisions became increasingly ruthless.
The once-beneficial alliance with the demonic forces now cast a shadow over Mythralis, and the king's corrupted reign cast a pall over the kingdom.
Closing its borders, not allowing anyone to enter or leave, ultimately caging his own people within his kingdom to live their life in fear.
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setting the stage for an inevitable clash between the darkness that gripped Mythralis and the ancient forces that dwelled within its borders.
The fate of the kingdom hung in the balance as the once-noble ruler spiraled further into the abyss of his own making.
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the king of Mythralis, consumed by a thirst for power, prepared his formidable fleet.
A fleet consisting of 15 ships armed with enhanced ballistas, cannons, and a unit of mages, all focused on a singular objective – the capture of Godzilla.
The corrupted ruler now sought to exert control over Godzilla, viewing the mighty creature as nothing more than a means to further bolster his dominion.
As the ships set sail, the air crackled with an ominous energy, and the waters beneath them seemed to respond to the malevolence that emanated from the fleet.
The king, seated on the flagship, gazed out with a menacing glint in his eyes.
The fleet sailed toward its destination, the king summoned one of the captured monsters to assist them. The leviathan, once a majestic denizen of the deep, now swam alongside the king's ship with a dark aura surrounding its massive form.
The sea churned as the Kraken, under the dark influence of the corrupted ruler, followed the fleet with an eerie obedience.
they drew nearer to the destination where Godzilla awaited. Ship commander jaek asked
"Captain, with our military power reduced from the last attempt, are you still sure the king's plan will be successfull?"
Captain of Seaborne ship. Augustine seaborne stayed silent for a second, then he replies.
"We've already fell this deep, there's no use in turning back, Our king has already fallen."
He exclaims this in a serious tone, he was expressing how the king had succumb to evil so much so that there's no turning back.
The clash between these dark forces and the King of Monsters loomed large, setting the stage for a battle that would reverberate through the seas.
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After 80 minutes of sailing, the corrupted king's fleet spotted Godzilla's dorsal fins swimming idly across the beaches.
Seizing the opportunity to provoke the mighty lizard, the king ordered one of the cannons to fire at Gojira, aiming to draw the colossal creature into a confrontation.
The explosive cannon shot echoed, the blast resonating across the waters.
Godzilla, stirred by the provocation, turned its attention toward the fleet, its eyes narrowing with a mixture of annoyance and suprise.
The king, fueled by his thirst for dominion, menacingly glared as he observed Gojira's reaction.
the tension escalating with each passing moment.
the corrupted forces prepared for the imminent clash with the King of Monsters.
The members of the fleet braced themselves for the collision of these opposing powers, the dark forces of Mythralis on one side and the ancient might of Godzilla on the other.
The king stayed seated ominously, proclaiming his intentions,
"Fall to me already, you're a hindrance. Nothing more than another weapon"
Gojira raised its head above the sea, emitting a thunderous roar that resonated across the seas.
With a powerful surge, gojira propelled itself forward, cutting through the water at full speed, closing the distance between him and the fleet.
"FIRE"
Each Commanders of each ship yelled
The sea churned in its wake as the King of Monsters hurtled toward the forces of Mythralis individuals In ships held their breath with anticipation.
Gojira cut through the waves easily, going full speed in a few seconds as a barrage of projectiles rained down on gojira
the titanic clash loomed.
The king stays seated anticipating gojira's clash. Gojira's eyes looked furious quickly approahing the fleet
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To be continued...