GTAG Chapter 63: The G-Virus
The fractured flow of time gave Godzilla the illusion of drifting within a chaotic temporal current.
He recalled myths of beings banished to the very ends of time, and wondered what such a place would truly be like.
Godzilla did not invest too much of his energy into either world.
After the Blade absorbed enough viral material, Godzilla summoned them back.
With viruses secured from both timelines, he dispatched the two Blades into the Resident Evil world.
Another monster meant a faster chance of success.
As for the World War Z universe, Godzilla closed its passage entirely—it held little strategic value.
Now, while the Blades and countless Sentinels searched for the Sun Ladder Flower in Resident Evil's world, Godzilla turned to research.
Viruses were not new to him.
The Servum carried many within their bodies, and those pathogens were often used as weapons.
But Godzilla had never had the chance to employ viruses himself.
The Monster Factory he created was far more than a production line.
It was a vast laboratory, outfitted with every tool he needed.
Studying viruses was trivial.
Within days, the Monster Factory had already strengthened the Engineers with the T-Virus.
Though the Engineers were born of G-cells, making the T-Virus' enhancements minor, their threat level rose significantly.
At the same time, the Factory began merging viruses with monsters, granting them the ability to spread infections across entire regions, wiping out all life nearby.
For ordinary humans, this was nothing less than the apocalypse.
Godzilla did not stop it.
It was simply another weapon against potential enemies.
It spared him from having to chase humanity across the globe himself.
As for Godzilla personally, he devoured both viruses through his own G-cells.
The G-cells then fused and upgraded them into something new.
He speculated that any lifeform infected by this hybrid virus would have its immune system shattered within a minute, its body remade at the cellular level.
But what those transformations might become, even Godzilla did not know.
It was, after all, a brand-new virus.
Still, there was no better testing ground than the Resident Evil world.
After the Raccoon City incident, outbreaks of zombies appeared worldwide, almost as if prearranged.
The global community was terrified.
They already knew how devastating Raccoon City's undead had been.
So when fresh outbreaks began, militaries swiftly occupied cities.
If that were the extent of the disaster, it might have been contained.
Casualties would be high, but cities would not completely fall.
The problem was that this was no natural plague—it was man-made.
Every time one outbreak was contained, another erupted elsewhere, each larger than the last.
Even military bases fell to infection, striking nations by surprise.
Within years, the world collapsed.
Everywhere was overrun with the dead.
For the Blades, this meant freedom.
No one dared try to control them anymore.
Umbrella still wanted them destroyed, of course.
But they had no way to kill them.
Umbrella possessed nuclear weapons, but only low-yield warheads, useless against the monsters.
And there were now two Blades.
They knew Godzilla had released another into their world.
Umbrella's solution was simple: create bioweapons even larger and stronger than the Blades using the T-Virus.
If that failed, they would unleash the global zombie hordes against them.
They refused to believe that even these titans could survive billions of undead.
In this decaying world, Godzilla found his test subjects.
He exposed uninfected animals and infected ones alike to the new G-Virus.
The G-Virus—his virus.
This pathogen, born of Godzilla's own G-cells, was no ordinary strain.
It could endure searing heat, survive extreme cold by entering dormancy, and persist for hundreds of thousands of years.
Even the vacuum of space would not kill it for ages.
Godzilla released the G-Virus among the creatures and watched closely, eager for the results.
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Hank was one of the survivors of the outbreak.
A squad leader, he was part of a small survivor base.
When the plague began, those with resources fled the cities.
They knew crowded places were death traps.
In rural areas, however, many endured.
In this country, nearly every household owned a firearm.
Against scattered zombies, those who mastered their fear could clear them out.
In one such remote village, survivors banded together, forming a base.
Hank's squad scouted a nearby town for supplies.
He never noticed when the G-Virus entered his body.
At first, nothing changed.
The virus slipped into his cells, seizing control.
It drained their energy, rewriting them, while producing and releasing new G-cells into his bloodstream.
The virus spread quickly.
Within a short time, his entire body was colonized.
Yet no outward transformation appeared.
The G-Virus had inherited the camouflage abilities of the original G-cells.
Even as it reshaped Hank's cells beyond recognition, it disguised them as normal.
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