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Isla Sorna
The ocean churned as shadows breached the waves.
One by one, the mutant dinosaurs emerged, battered but alive.
Spinosaurus limped onto shore, his scales scorched.
Packs of raptors huddled in clusters, grooming wounds.
[Ding! Congratulations on completing Godzilla: Aftershock. You are rewarded with 5 Titan Essence.]
The mechanical chime echoed in Miraluz's mind, sharp and undeniable.
His pupils narrowed.
This time, the reward was greater than ever, five vials of Titan's Blood Essence.
The sheer potency of it made his wings tremble with anticipation.
"These five essences…" Miraluz rumbled, the sound rolling across the island like thunder.
"They will not be wasted."
The reward would be split, most to strengthen the dragon that followed the Five Dragon Generals.
But one portion, carved from the Alpha-class Titan blood of the MUTO Prime itself, he had reserved.
Not for himself, but for Grey.
His sister arrived at his call, bounding with eager steps, her seven little hatchlings trailing after her.
Her eyes glowed with trust and determination.
"Grey," Miraluz's voice was deep, commanding, yet full of pride.
"Take it."
From his claws he presented the pulsing, molten sphere of Titan Essence.
It burned, writhing with power too primal for words.
Grey didn't hesitate.
She had taken Titan blood before, had felt it sear through her body like wildfire.
But this, this was different.
She knew it. Her brother knew it.
This was not the pale red one she toke last time, this was glowing crimson.
She swallowed the Titan blood.
The reaction was immediate.
"ROOAAAR!!"
Grey's scream shook the island.
Energy ripped through her veins, so pure and volatile that even the earth itself recoiled.
Her silver-white scales split and glowed, seared with cracks of incandescent purple.
Her body convulsed as though torn apart, yet she clung on with unyielding willpower.
"Endure it, Grey!" Miraluz commanded.
The young dragon slammed her claws into the earth, carving trenches in the ground as she resisted the overwhelming tide.
Her body length surged, her frame stretched, her skeleton cracked and reforged under the pressure.
She screamed again, but her roar was not of defeat, it was of becoming.
From her ribs, bone tore outward.
Wings.
Not one pair, but three.
Six colossal dragon wings unfurled in a violent storm of scales and blood.
They shimmered with violet halos, every membrane refracting light as though woven from fragments of a dying star.
Miraluz's eyes widened.
"Kakakaka…"
Her scales hardened, rearranging into intricate patterns of violet streaks etched across her silver body.
Each one pulsed like molten veins, humming with energy.
The island itself resonated with her transformation.
When the light finally subsided, she stood reborn.
Her body length had soared to over 50 meters.
Her height towered at nearly 30.
Her weight alone made the ground quake beneath her talons.
She was no longer merely Miraluz's little sister.
She was no longer a hatchling striving to keep up.
She was Titan.
Apha.
But what struck Miraluz most was not her size, nor her strength.
It was the new core within her chest.
Like him, she now had a atomic reactor.
Yet it was different, her energy did not manifest as fission breath.
Instead, it refracted. Concentrated.
Grey spread her radiant wings, and with a pulse of will, light waves shimmered across them.
The scales transformed into lenses, bending nuclear energy into a spear of rainbow brilliance.
The beam shot forward in a blinding arc, piercing the horizon and tearing the sea open like paper.
The dinosaurs roared in awe.
Miraluz lowered his head, proud.
From this day forward, she would not be called Grey.
Her transformation demanded more.
Later, when Monarch finally lays eyes on her.
Aotuna.Empress of Light.
The legends to be whispered of her in fragments, an dragon who grew wings without end, from two to four, from four to six.
Each pair that unfurled shone with brilliance enough to eclipse the sun, and with every stage of her evolution she would unleash storms of light to cleanse the world of corruption.
Aotuna raised her wings to the sky, their violet light scattering across the ocean, illuminating the heavens like auroras.
The dinosaurs roared in chorus.
The island trembled with their voices.
And Miraluz knew, his war was only beginning.