Dagon

‘I am Dagon, the ancient force your ancestors revered as a sea god, a titan whose roars once shook the heavens and whose presence commanded the tides. My form, though similar to Godzilla, was uniquely marked by jagged dorsal plates that cut through the air like the shattered remnants of a forgotten world. In the year 1100 B.C., the Phoenicians who traversed the seas of Japan spoke of me in hushed tones, their fear mingling with awe as they named me Dagon. I was the embodiment of nature’s raw, untamed power, a deity of the deep whose wrath could reshape continents. Yet, even titans are not immortal. In a battle against the MUTO Prime, I met my end, my once-mighty form defeated and left to rot beneath the earth. But my legacy did not fade. My skeleton became the cradle for the MUTOs, a grim reminder of the cycle of life and death that governs all thing.’