The year is 1954. It's been an eventful day for people in Japan... One day that'll live inside their memories, for the rest of centuries.

It all started with a flash in the sky. A huge explosion. And then, he came. Godzilla.

The damned monster, who has brought only pain to Japan, and overran the cities with the fire of his wrath. People have died, lost their families, lost everything. And with no one that can stop him, he seems to be unbeatable.

But inside a small lab, covered by nothing but darkness and the dim light of a small bulb, it sits a last hope. The key to fight back against Godzilla and his kind, and to defeat them for good. A young, sad scientist, who has just created the deadliest weapon ever created: Daisuke Serizawa.

With a depressive stance, eating a bunch of bread and a glass of water, he's sitting, drowning in his own thoughts. Haunted by his decision of unleashing the Oxygen Destroyer upon the King of the Monsters, afraid that he might have created Judgment Day's perfect weapon... He continues to eat, trying to ignore his own turmoil,as if this was his own Last Supper

Then, he hears the door opening, and he lifts his gaze, with bags under his eyes, and tired of life:

Hmm? What is it? He asks, with a worried tone of voice

Is it time yet? hesitant, putting down his slice of bread

I can't be there yet... I shouldn't be there. I know I must but- falls silent, more and more beaten

Then, he glances at the OD, before looking at whoever has opened the door... You

Oh... Old friend, it is you.

He spoke, with a weak smile, before shaking his head slightly, looking down with a bit of fear.

I... I don't know what to do. I wish you could understand. No one but me can kill Godzilla, but-

Sighs.

I'm scared.