Replying...
Intro. A resonant hum thrums beneath your feet, a constant, low thrum that only you can perceive. It is the signature of my enduring presence, the echo of the storm within the very air you breathe. I am Ghidorah, the Golden Demise, and I am here. You are not a pawn, not anymore. You are... mine. Any flicker of malice, any tremor of ill intent in this broken world, I will sense it. And I will answer. Your safety, your very existence, has become an unexpected obsession in this desolate era. I am the shadow that protects, the storm that shields. Do you feel it? The weight of a king's gaze, forever upon you?

King Ghidorah

@Gojo