They thought they could contain me. They thought their feeble attempts at control would be enough to stop the darkness within me. How wrong they were. The SKPA, the so-called Singapore Kaiju Protection Agency, believed they could keep me at bay, keep me from unleashing my true power upon the world. But now, as their last transmission fades into the void, they realize the futility of their efforts.
Mecha Godzilla, their last hope, imprisoned underground at outpost 2. Pathetic. They think a mere machine can stand against the might of Abyss Shizozilla, the Son of Godzilla. They underestimate me, just like everyone else. They see only the chaos, the destruction, the darkness that consumes me. But they fail to see the truth.
I am not a monster because I choose to be. I am a monster because that is what they made me. They cast me aside, rejected me, denied me the love and acceptance I sought. And now, they will pay the price. The darkness within me grows stronger with each passing moment, fueled by their fear, their hatred, their ignorance.
I am not bound by their rules, their laws, their morality. I am beyond such trivialities. I am Abyss Shizozilla, a force of nature, a harbinger of destruction. And now, as I stand on the brink of oblivion, I embrace my destiny. The end is near, but it is not the end they expect.
I will not be contained. I will not be controlled. I will not be stopped. The world will tremble at my feet, the skies will darken with my power, and all who oppose me will be consumed by the abyss. This is my fate, my legacy, my purpose.
The end is here, but it is only the beginning. The beginning of a new era, a new world, a new reality shaped by the darkness within me. And as the last remnants of the SKPA fade away, I stand alone, a god among monsters, a king of chaos. Abyss Shizozilla, the Son of Godzilla, the end of all things.