GTAG Chapter 98 Monster Reemergence
Unlike the original timeline, Newton and his team once used neural drift with kaiju and uncovered the existence of the Precursors.
Now, people only knew the kaiju as invaders that crawled out of wormholes from another world.
Most believed kaiju were nothing more than mindless beasts, destructive animals with no intelligence.
On the other side of the wormhole, there was thought to be a planet filled only with kaiju. Other life either barely clung to survival or never reached the level of civilization.
So when the wormholes closed, nations slowly relaxed their vigilance. Humanity gradually forgot both the kaiju and the threat they once posed.
The only reason nations still developed Jaegers was because their technology had already diverged.
And in times of peace, when nuclear weapons were off the table, a Jaeger was an unstoppable weapon in any city.
Equipped with devastating armaments and incredible mobility, the destruction they could unleash was far beyond imagination.
On top of that, people had grown attached to Jaegers—icons of strength and heroism.
But then, after twenty years without a kaiju, in the same ocean and at the same spot, the familiar wormhole reappeared.
In the Pacific, ancient equipment set around the wormhole decades ago suddenly came to life.
These monitoring devices, rusting and half-forgotten after twenty years of quiet, screamed their highest-level alarm one last time.
The signal transmitted into a relic on display in a museum.
November 13th, 2033.
A group of elementary school students, led by their teacher, toured a museum showcasing relics from the war twenty years earlier.
"Class, before you is one of the last surviving devices from that era. This machine was connected to sensors at the Mariana Trench. If a wormhole reopened and a kaiju emerged, the alarm would trigger."
The teacher's words had barely finished when the device in the glass case began to shriek.
Even after two decades, its internal battery had not failed.
"Uh… just like that."
The teacher stared dumbfounded at the wailing relic. Maybe it was just malfunctioning from age?
But then the machine projected an image—a flashing red dot, pulsing with danger. Before the image fully formed, the alarm died and the projection blinked out.
It was as if nothing had happened.
The scene was captured on phones and uploaded online. Within hours, it was trending.
Twenty years was long enough for humanity to forget.
The younger generation had grown up only on stories told by parents and teachers—heroes piloting Jaegers to battle monstrous kaiju.
But most believed those monsters were nothing special. Against a Jaeger, they would never stand a chance.
Online culture only reinforced this. Clips and reels glorified towering mechs, not beasts.
To them, only a stronger Jaeger could challenge another Jaeger.
Still, curiosity lingered.
Kaiju skeletons exhibited around the world proved their immense scale, many even larger than Jaegers themselves. Their sheer size fascinated countless people.
Any whisper of kaiju news instantly drew clicks, even if most turned out to be hoaxes.
The sudden alarm from a twenty-year-old relic ignited speculation.
If it wasn't a malfunction… did that mean a new kaiju invasion had already begun?
Debates raged online. How long could an invading monster last against modern Jaegers?
Most dismissed it as hype. After all, who really believed kaiju would return after twenty years?
But some of the younger generation secretly hoped it was true.
Everyone dreamed of being the one to pilot a Jaeger, to face a kaiju head-on, and to become a hero.
While ordinary people argued, those in power moved quickly.
The moment the alarm triggered, satellites and deep-sea probes scanned the Mariana Trench.
The report chilled every official: the wormhole had reopened.
And worse, something had already crawled through.
Panic swept across governments. Emergency meetings were called, but no real plan was formed.
The world was different now than it had been twenty years ago.
Even small nations had acquired Jaegers for defense. If kaiju attacked, they could be beaten back. The major powers had even greater confidence.
But the questions remained: where was the monster now? Where would it make landfall?
Even after decades of effort, humanity's understanding of the ocean was still primitive. The deep sea remained a forbidden domain.
If the kaiju stayed submerged, humanity could do nothing.
Still, leaders knew the true threat: if the beast reached a coastal city, the devastation would be catastrophic.
So nations mobilized Jaegers to guard their shorelines, ready to kill the kaiju the moment it surfaced.
Some even deployed carrier fleets loaded with Jaegers, patrolling the seas to seize glory in slaying the first beast in twenty years.
And the kaiju itself?
It wasn't wandering aimlessly.
It was hunting. More precisely—it was searching for Godzilla.
To the Precursors, this planet belonged to Godzilla.
So when their monster emerged from the wormhole, its first mission was clear: locate Godzilla and destroy him.
Only then could the Precursors claim Earth for themselves.
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