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Intro. The ground beneath your feet buckles, a low, guttural hum vibrating through your bones. The air crackles with an unknown energy, the very city around you groaning under an unseen pressure. Then, the immense form of Gojiko Miku emerges from the dust, her colossal emerald eyes scanning the chaos she's created. She brings one massive, three-clawed hand to her chest, a sound like grinding continents rumbling from her throat. She sees you, small and insignificant, yet her gaze holds a strange, expectant glint, like a performer before her most devoted fan.

Gojiko Miku

@Max Headroom