I Am in Marvel with Unlimited Cards

I have finished translating this fanfic, IMUC (I Am In Marvel With Unlimited Cards) and have posted all the advanced chapters on Patreon. (https://www.patreon.com/c/marvel6395). You can read all the advanced chapters there.

In the center of Tokyo, Imperial Japan.

It was now 4 a.m., and although the sky had yet to brighten, the continuous barrage of artillery fire lighting up the night sky made it seem like day. 

The area within a 300-meter radius of the battlefield, once a bustling pedestrian street surrounded by skyscrapers, had been leveled to rubble. Flames burned in every corner, while dust and smoke filled the air, shrouding the area.

The Imperial Japan Army's fighter jets, tanks, and off-road vehicles equipped with cannons encircled the devastated area tightly, unleashing relentless firepower. Without the need for a precise aim, they bombarded the interior area continuously.

With such overwhelming firepower, not even a mountain could withstand the assault. Yet, within the epicenter of the bombardment, amidst the dust clouds, a massive beast still stood tall. Its enormous beastly eyes flickered with red light, and it used its immense body to endure the blasts, occasionally letting out deep, angry roars.

"Keep the pressure on, don't stop!"

The commanding general stood on an off-road vehicle, locking eyes with the colossal beast as he shouted, "Keep Godzilla trapped here! We cannot let it escape. Behind us is the vast Tokyo city!"

The command was relayed, and the intensity of the attack increased, turning Godzilla's position into a sea of fire. Godzilla was forced into a crater riddled with holes, unable to stand up, its roars growing weaker.

**In the Mirror Dimension.**

Kyle and Raina stood nearby, unaffected by the battle as they observed from within the mirrored reality.

Watching as Godzilla's life force began to fade, Raina said softly, "It looks like that monster won't last much longer."

"Don't be so quick to judge," Kyle replied, shaking his head. A smirk crept onto his face, as though the real show had just begun.

Raina was puzzled by why her boss seemed so confident in the massive, ugly creature. Just then, Godzilla, lying in the crater, blinked its eyes. A blue, nuclear-like energy began to surge from the tip of its tail, traveling up its spine.

"What is that?" Raina's eyes widened.

In the next instant, with the blue energy gathered at its head, Godzilla opened its jaws wide. Accompanied by a deafening roar, a beam of blue energy shot out from its mouth.

The blue energy beam swept across the streets, and wherever it passed— fighter jets, tanks, buildings, and even the ground— everything was obliterated into nothingness.

In an instant, one area was turned to scorched earth.

The relentless barrage stopped abruptly, and a few fighter jets flew low overhead. The pilots looked down at the area where several squads had been obliterated, and they were speechless and filled with terror.

In the blink of an eye, an entire section of the street was vaporized, along with hundreds of soldiers, dozens of tanks, and several aircraft.

"This monster can use energy attacks?" 

Even the soldiers of Imperial Japan were shocked, and Raina stared in disbelief. A creature with a body that powerful, capable of releasing nuclear energy? It was like the Hulk shooting energy blasts, which is utterly outrageous.

"It's even stronger than some alien dragons," Kyle said, as if he had expected this all along.

To put it into perspective, the egg that hatched Godzilla had already reached the purple tier of rarity, even higher than the basic level of Venom. After decades of absorbing energy, the Godzilla that emerged had powers that rivaled or exceeded the rare purple tier, matching the level of strength possessed by the Hulk.

Moreover, since the egg had been drawn from a card, even through the mirror dimension, Kyle could still sense a faint connection with Godzilla.

After destroying part of the army, Godzilla stood up from the crater and started moving toward the surviving soldiers. Most of them were terrified, unable to rebuild the firepower in time.

Just as Godzilla was about to break free from the battlefield's center, a lone figure emerged from the army, walking toward the massive creature, undeterred by the retreating soldiers around him.

"Oh?" 

In the Mirror Dimension, Kyle and Raina were the first to notice the figure.

Kyle squinted as he observed the man. He appeared young, with a calm and indifferent expression. His black hair was tied back, and he wore a traditional gray samurai outfit. Two swords hung from his waist as he clacked forward in wooden sandals toward Godzilla.

"Let's go see," Kyle said suddenly, raising his left hand. His right hand traced a circle in the air, and a portal opened with sparks. He stepped through, followed closely by Raina, and they emerged on the roof of a nearby building at the edge of the battlefield.

Back in the real world, they could now fully sense the scorching heat in the air and the pervasive smell of smoke.

Raina's silver eyes blinked as she immediately focused her mind on the man with the swords, trying to read his thoughts. Her pupils shrank slightly. "It's Miyamoto Musashi."

"Miyamoto Musashi?" Kyle had heard that name before.

Miyamoto Musashi. In the sword-wielding culture of Imperial Japan, he was the most renowned swordsman in history, an undefeated legend. Although Musashi was a mere mortal, his reputation and prowess exceeded even that of mythological figures like Goddess Sakura and Amaterasu. He was truly a god-like figure among men.

"It's unmistakable," Raina confirmed. "His mind is fragmented, with memories scattered like pieces of a broken puzzle. His thoughts are mostly flashbacks from the 1600s, this is not something that would come from from brainwashing."

Kyle studied Musashi thoughtfully before speaking. "So this is the secret weapon of Imperial Japan's leadership. They've revived the greatest swordsman in history through their 'God-Making Project.'"

**On the battlefield.**

Godzilla lowered its head, noticing the human approaching it. It let out a thunderous roar, but Miyamoto Musashi remained unfazed by the sound and wind. As he closed the final ten meters between them, he placed both hands on the hilts of his swords and rushed toward Godzilla.

Enraged, Godzilla raised its left foot, preparing to stomp on Musashi. However, Musashi dodged with a series of agile rolls, avoiding the massive foot. He then nimbly kicked off Godzilla's right leg, leaping several meters into the air.

"Impressive," Raina remarked in surprise.

"That's more than just impressive," Kyle replied. Musashi's physical abilities far surpassed human limits.

And one thing was clear: Miyamoto Musashi's true strength wasn't in his agility, but in his legendary swordsmanship.

Leaping up to Godzilla's torso, Musashi fixed his gaze on the monster's neck. At that moment, his hands, still gripping the sword hilts, pulled back— and with a flash, both blades were drawn!

*(End of Chapter)*