As Godzilla lay there, his once-mighty body slowly succumbing to the effects of the oxygen destroyer, he felt a sense of acceptance wash over him. He had fought countless battles and won countless wars, but this time, it seemed like the end was near. The water around him was eerily still, and the normally bustling marine wildlife was conspicuously absent.

Godzilla closed his eyes, his massive tail flicking weakly as he tried to take in shallow breaths. He knew deep down that he was dying, but he also knew that he couldn't give up so easily.