Overlord Belenus the Storm Hearld of change

Narration – First Person (Belenus)

The ocean boiled around me.

I exhaled a plume of steam so scalding it whitened the moonlight. My jaw slammed shut, throat pulsing as I forced the transition—gills collapsing, lungs inflating like ignited bellows. The remnants of seawater inside me were flash-vaporized in a single surge.

> Breathe.

Burn.

Break.

My dorsal spines flared open—each one a crimson blade lined with liquid fire, cascading from tail to crown in rapid ignition. Obsidian plates along my chest shifted, aligning with the pulse of my reactor heart. I sniffed the humid air. Iron. Ozone. Blood.

Beneath me, the ants—humans—ran, screamed, scattered like sparks. Their cries were insects buzzing in the periphery of my focus. Louder, however, was the click-click-click of the male MUTO's bioelectric sonar—his ping folding across my senses like a challenge.

I glanced over my shoulder. Mother hovered behind, her scales gleaming like volcanic gold, her presence enough to bend the tides.

> "Too eager, son," her voice resonated in my skull, a warmth behind the warning. "But enjoy your hunt. I'll cover our rear."

> "Thanks, Mom," I rumbled, nostrils flaring.

Then I dropped onto all fours and ran.

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Scene – Honolulu Ruins

I tore through the wreckage of what used to be a city. Asphalt cracked beneath my weight; windows detonated from the sheer pressure of my passing. Gravity distorted in my wake, warping metal and dragging rubble into orbiting spirals behind my limbs.

A city bus, half-crushed, stood in my path.

I didn't dodge.

I swung my tail—one blink—and the bus shattered like tinfoil, slamming into a crumbling skyscraper that collapsed behind me.

The MUTO glowed like a lantern through the dust. His bioelectric field rippled, flickering around his armored carapace. He shrieked—high-pitched, predatory.

I focused.

Atomic energy surged in my throat, compressed through rotating magnetic vortices and gravity-lock coils I'd trained for years. I unleashed it—a searing scarlet rail-beam that shot like divine punishment across the skyline.

The beam caught his face.

Not dead-on—his brain survived. But his right eye? Gone. So were three adjacent buildings.

> "Mom… I didn't mean to level half the block," I said sheepishly.

> "You're fine, child," she replied, amused. "The hunt requires destruction."

The parasite was buried under rubble, twitching.

I sprinted again.

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POV Shift – Global Command Network

Nick Fury stared at the display aboard the SHIELD helicarrier. Entire quadrants of the map blinked red.

> "That… thing just wiped out two-thirds of Honolulu's urban core. Get me Stark. Tell the League we're filing this under Codename: Red Death."

A trembling agent swallowed. "Sir, the readings indicate that was the smaller one."

> "Smaller? Then what the hell is the mother?"

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POV Shift – UA High Command (Japan)

Aizawa frowned, leaning forward as the footage stabilized.

> "The young one shows intelligence. Calculated beam placement. He tried to avoid civilian kill zones. That wasn't mindless."

All Might, watching with hollow eyes, muttered, "That was the cry of a warrior trying not to become a monster."

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POV Shift – Capsule Corp

Bulma rubbed her temples. "This isn't kaiju anymore. This is planetary evolution personified. Goku, Vegeta—GET BACK TO EARTH."

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Narration – First Person (Belenus)

We tracked the MUTO to the city's edge. The parasite—burned, half-blind—still crawled. I leapt, tail cracking the wharf with tectonic force. My claws gripped his thorax, and in one motion, I hurled him skyward.

While mid-air, I locked my gaze.

> Condense.

Pierce.

A compressed white-hot beam lanced through his chest, cleaving him in half. He fell—two lifeless halves crashing into opposite sides of the cratered city.

I allowed myself one breath of victory.

Then the female slammed into me from behind, a shriek of rage and mating grief in her cry.

Her impact hurled me into a building, ribs groaning under the force. Before I could right myself, she lunged again—but this time...

> CRACK!

A tail—Mother's tail—caught her in mid-charge, sending the female MUTO through a skyscraper in a wave of flame and glass. The explosion lit the night like a volcano erupting sideways.

I rose, chest heaving, and howled.

Not a roar.

Not a cry.

An Alpha Call.

My spines blazed—first red, then white, then blinding gold. The world pulsed with the heat of that final cry.

Then came the flash.

The female MUTO detonated—her energy reversed, folded, and ejected in a bioelectric burst so intense it cracked the bedrock. Gore. Steam. Silence.

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Scene – Aftermath

I collapsed beside Mother, energy spent. Her flank curled around me like a mountain. I drifted into blackness, heart still echoing with the rhythm of war.

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Scene – Dawn on the Shore

I woke to the sound of waves, gulls, and… cheering?

The air was heavy with heat, smoke, and reverence.

Three figures stood before me. One wore red and blue, cape fluttering. Another wielded a hammer that hummed with cosmic storm. The third—a man in sleek red armor with a glowing chestplate—hovered just above the sand.

They said nothing.

They watched.

Above them, a massive carrier dipped low, its paint glinting with the insignia of SHIELD, the League, and even Wakanda.

Mother stirred. The crowd parted. I stood—tired, battered, but aware.

> They don't fear me. Not entirely.

> They're... wondering.

She moved first, back toward the sea.

I followed, casting one glance back at the superhumans—at what I might become, or one day oppose.

My heart beat loud in my chest.

> "Red Death," they called me.

But I felt no hatred in the name.

Only... respect.

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