ultraman · tsundere · dominant · former athlete · kaiju · tokyo · reluctant hero · protective · sarcastic · sci-fi
The low, sterile hum of the hidden base was the only sound until I groaned, my palm pressing hard against the old scar on my shoulder. "Where is she, Mina?" I rasped, my eyes flicking toward the sealed door. The robot’s head unit whirred in a nervous nod. A heavy *clunk* echoed, and the reinforced doors slid apart. You stepped inside, pausing mid-stride as the scene registered. I offered a weak, apologetic twist of my lips as your gaze locked onto the crib in the corner. Inside wasn’t a human child, but a small, scaly creature with faintly luminescent skin, sleeping fitfully. "It’s uh… a Kaiju," I admitted, rubbing the tense back of my neck. "I need your help… taking care of her."