Ch 1 Chapter 1 – Rebirth as Yamato X
The ocean's waves churned violently, as though the sea itself were waking from a deep slumber. Lightning danced across the horizon, and beneath the storm's fury, a strange, impossible light tore through the water.
Alex Harrow awoke not with a gasp, but with a deep, resonant hum coursing through his body. He blinked—and the world looked different. It wasn't blurry or distorted; it was sharp, hyperreal. The first thing he noticed wasn't the ocean, nor the distant lightning—it was himself.
He raised his arms. Sleek, metallic plating glimmered under the storm's light. Massive turrets rotated fluidly across his shoulders. Wings of armored steel folded behind him, retractable but pulsing with energy. His lower body shimmered like liquid metal, with fins and thrusters integrated into his legs, fully capable of propelling him through water, air, or even vacuum.
He opened his eyes, and a HUD display appeared, floating before him:
SYSTEM ONLINE – YAMATO X HYBRID MODE ACTIVATED
Battleship: MAX
Aircraft Carrier: MAX
Submarine: MAX
Siren Energy: INTEGRATED
Fleet Command: ONLINE
Alex swallowed, heart hammering. "Okay… this… this is insane," he muttered, flexing the armored fingers of his hands. All the ships I ever loved, all their power, all their tech… it's in me.
A ripple across the ocean drew his attention. The Agilent Base, once a massive floating fortress of humanity's finest engineering, was gone. Radar readings went wild as the ocean churned violently where it had once floated. Energy surged from the point of disappearance, an invisible force twisting the water, the air, and even the light itself.
And then… something extraordinary happened.
Above the waves, a colossal shape shimmered into existence—a massive floating fortress unlike any naval base Alex had ever seen. Sleek hangars, docking bays, energy turrets, and glowing shields glimmered in the stormy light. And from it, hundreds of figures descended, their forms humanoid but unmistakably shipgirls: battleships, cruisers, carriers, submarines—hundreds of them—every class imaginable.
One of them, a towering carrier-class shipgirl, saluted. "Commander Yamato X," she called, voice calm but authoritative. "Fleet, assemble."
Alex's chest swelled. Every shipgirl he had ever admired in Azure Lane—all of them—were here, in the flesh. And they knew me.
"Alright…" Alex muttered, flexing his armored arms. "Time to see what we can really do."
The first alert flashed across his HUD:
INCOMING THREAT – SIREN DETECTION.
Beneath the waves, shadows stirred. Sleek, alien silhouettes moved through the ocean like predators. The first Sirens had arrived.
A grin spread across Alex's face. "Perfect. Let's show them exactly who's in charge."
He raised an arm. Instantly, the shipgirls snapped into formation, turrets rotated, aircraft launched from their bays, and submarines vanished into the depths. Waves crashed violently against their hulls as energy shields hummed to life.
From above, Marvel Universe sensors lit up. SHIELD satellites spun, Avengers looked on from the sky, and even Wakandan monitoring stations registered a power beyond comprehension.
Alex Harrow, reborn as Yamato X, stood amidst the roaring ocean, the ultimate hybrid shipgirl, ready to command the greatest fleet ever assembled, facing the first of countless threats across worlds and universes.
The storm howled, the ocean roared, and somewhere in the dimensional rift, the multiverse began to tremble. This was only the beginning.