monster verse:Gene Evolution

Alex soared low over Skull Island, the moonlight casting silvery shadows across the jungle canopy. He was done wasting time—he had searched nearly every corner of the island and had begun to lose hope. But tonight, his instincts led him to the rocky northern cliffs, where a narrow cave caught his attention.

It wasn't wide, but it had a strange, almost unnatural pull.

As he landed near the narrow entrance, he extended his thermal and magnetic vision. Faint traces of radiation pulsed beyond the stone—a soft, sickly glow like dying embers.

With a snort, Alex began to dig. His claws tore at the cave's walls, dislodging chunks of stone and dust until suddenly—the walls gave way with a deep rumble.

CRACK!

The narrow walls collapsed inward, revealing a much larger cavern beyond. Alex stepped through cautiously, his footsteps echoing through the vast stone chamber.

He followed the source deeper into the cave.

Ten minutes passed.

The passage twisted and narrowed, then opened again into a circular chamber. The space was wide—tall enough for Alex to stand comfortably, and eerie in its silence. The floor was made of jagged, jet-black rock, glossy and strange. A faint green luminescence pulsed between cracks in the stone like veins.

Alex stepped forward.

CRUNCH.

The rock gave out beneath him.

There was no time to react.

His weight collapsed the fragile stone completely, and the floor shattered, revealing a tunnel spiraling downward—deep, dark, and glowing at its base like the mouth of another world.

Alex roared in panic as he tumbled down the tunnel, his wings useless in the narrow shaft. His body scraped against the glowing stone walls, his roar echoing upward into the dark cavern above.

"No, no, no—!"

Alex's wings flailed uselessly as he plummeted, gravity pulling him down at breakneck speed. The tunnel twisted around him, the green glow from the rock walls warping in his vision. He tried to open his wings to slow himself, but the shaft was too narrow, too tight. He could only fall.

Then it started.

He felt it in his bones—a shift.

Gravity began to pull from both directions. Up and down.

His body stretched painfully, muscles spasming as his spine compressed, organs sloshed and twisted, and his ribs cracked under the internal pressure.

He roared in agony, but the sound warped in the crushing space, echoing back like a scream through water.

"AAARRGHHH—!"

It was pain he had never felt before—not even Kong's earlier beatdown compared.

It was like being torn apart from the inside out.

Then, the downward pull lessened.

But only slightly.

Now, he was falling against something invisible—like diving through molasses, like the very air was fighting him.

The Gravity Inversion Zone.

He tried to endure.

But his vision flickered.

And then went dark.

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He woke up to wind in his ears and the ground racing up to meet him.

He was still falling—no, he was crashing.

His wings twitched, but it was too late to pull up.

BOOM!

He slammed face-first into soft earth, skidding violently down a rocky slope like a ragdoll caught in a landslide. His wings flailed, claws scraping stone, dirt exploding around him.

He tumbled, bounced—then rolled to a stop.

Silence.

Dust clouded the air, and his massive form lay still for a moment.

Then:

Cough. Cough.

He pushed himself up groggily, spitting out dirt and small trees, his nostrils flaring as he wheezed through a mouthful of earth.

"Disgusting," he growled internally, blinking grit from his eyes.

He was sore. Bruised. Still healing.

But alive nonetheless.

And as the dust began to settle, he looked around.

Hollow Earth.

Alex could only describe it with one word—beautiful.

All around him, the impossible landscape of Hollow Earth stretched both above and below, a suspended world defying logic. Towering mountains jutted from the ground—and the sky. Forests grew on both sides, bending toward each other in a surreal embrace across the inverted ceiling.

Glowing rivers twisted like veins of light through the terrain, and massive bioluminescent fungi pulsed gently in the distance. Strange, colorful birds cried out from trees the size of skyscrapers.

Then his system chimed.

[Ding! Radiation Absorbed +10]

Alex's gaze swept across the vibrant world.

He wasn't surprised. The radiation here was stronger than surface levels, concentrated in the very soil and air. But it wasn't enough to accelerate his Titan evolution—not even close. If this were fallout-level nuclear radiation, he'd be absorbing hundreds of units. This was ambient—natural. Passive but much more than the amount that is available at the surface ,which is why he could absorb it.

Still, it was something.

But he wasn't here for radiation.

He was here for EV points.

His mind shifted to the reason he came: Warbats. Massive, serpentine flying predators of Hollow Earth. Fast, aggressive, territorial.

And exactly the kind of prey he needed.

With a flex of his body and a crack of his wings, Alex took to the air. His wings beat hard against Hollow Earth's unique gravity, then flattened out as he glided smoothly into the open sky.

Warbats had the home-field advantage here—but he could fly too.

They wouldn't catch him by surprise.

At least, not if they came at him one by one which is highly unlikely.

But if he got swarmed...

He shook the thought off, rising higher, eyes scanning the bizarre terrain for any flicker of movement—any sign of wings, fangs, or hissing threats.

He had been caught lacking many times and even once got jumped so he had to keep an eye out.

He continued to soar through the vast expanse of Hollow Earth, eyes sharp for movement, he couldn't help but think of what else lay hidden down here.

He wasn't just here to hunt Warbats and other big animals native to this place .

He was here to get stronger—but not at the cost of waking sleeping monsters.

There were dangers in this world that even he didn't want to face yet.

His thoughts drifted to the sealed cavern where ancient enemy of Godzilla—Scar King and the enslaved Shimo. He didn't know the exact location, but he'd watched the movie and may be able to find it if he looked for it. The Scar King: a monstrous titan who once waged war against the surface world and lost to Godzilla. And Shimo… the living ice storm, a creature born of sub-zero .an ancient titan reduced to a tyrant's mount and controlled by pain.

If they escaped early because of him…

He shuddered.

That would be bad. Really bad.

Ghidorah was still alive, lurking in frozen in Antarctica.

Godzilla hadn't received his upgrade yet, and Kong wasn't at his peak. If Scar King and Shimo broke free now, the entire balance of the planet could tip into chaos—and it would be his fault.

He growled under his breath.

'i can't afford to linger around in this place more than I should '

He knew better than to get comfortable.

He couldn't afford to linger here longer than necessary.

"Just get enough points to evolve… then I'm gone," he reminded himself.

But just as he was planning his next move, a loud crack echoed through the air like a whip of thunder, snapping him out of his thoughts. He turned his head.

What he saw made his pupils narrow.

A swarm of flying creatures came racing toward him, wings slicing through the air, bodies trailing arcs of glowing electricity that danced between them.

Vertacines.

"Oh, shit," Alex hissed, banking hard to the right.

He remembered them clearly from the movie. Fast. Coordinated. Electrically charged. On their own? No threat. But in a swarm?

A lightning storm with teeth.

Sure, he wanted their genetics—electricity-based traits would be incredible to integrate—but not like this. Not when there were thousands of them, if not more. He might survive, but he'd be stunned, and brutalized in the process.

Too costly.

Flapping hard, Alex picked up speed, pulling away from the incoming swarm. The Vertacines screeched behind him, weaving through the sky in pursuit, arcs of static buzzing between their wings.

He ducked low through a canyon, twisting and diving between stone pillars, doing everything he could to lose them.

"shit!,shit!,shit!,shit!". He cursed as they were closing in on his tail.

End of chapter