Colossus By Design: Entry 0075 - The Evil Without

"Zeta"

[Length]: 110 meters
[Height]: 35 meters
[Wingspan]: 320 meters
[Weight]: 130,000 tons

[Observed Characteristics]: Non-hostile to Humans and Warmongers; glowing particles of unknown nature fall off of wings in flight that induce positive responses from biological lifeforms; can create intensely powerful gusts of winds with mere flaps of its wings

[Appearance]: Very insect-like appearance in resemblance to moths and butterflies; odd third pair of wing flaps different than normal two pairs for moths/butterflies; vibrant orange and blue and black colouring of wings; white furry body and legs; furry yellow antennae and bright blue compound eyes

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[July 4, 2060]
[Unknown underground cavern]

[Several large drilling vehicles of American designation move through the tunnel, carrying several tons of various waste material]
[Vehicles are set by one particular chamber]
[Disposal crew in HAZMAT suits disembark off their vehicles]


(Foreman): Alright, this looks good! Deep underground, not near any known veins of resources.

(Crewman 1): Sir, are you sure this chamber is big enough? We have a LOT of waste after the annex of the South American states.

(Crewman 2): Yeah. We got it all: radioactive waste, biological weapon waste, bio-medical waste, the whole shebang.

(Foreman): It'll have to do for now. Though I do agree we could probably make some more space. Alright, prepare the extractors!


[Several miners bring out portable laser tools and prime the vehicles' own drill borers]
[Mining operations begin carving out more of the rock walls to enhance the chamber's size]
[Scanning equipment begins to go haywire, randomly beeping and ticking back and forth non-stop]


(Foreman): What the hell's going on?!

(Crewman 3): I-I don't know! The equipment just randomly started to go crazy!

(Crewman 4): Sir, the rock walls! They're becoming unstable! We can't stay here for long!

(Foreman); Alright, that's enough drilling! Dump the waste and then we're getting outta here!

(Crewmen): Yes sir!


[All miners immediately abandon drilling operations and begin dumping the barrels of waste into the carved-out hole]
[Disposal crew immediately gets back into their vehicles as soon as the disposal is complete]
[Area begins to grow more and more unstable]
[Quakes completely bury the chamber filled with the waste]

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Deep underground, as the Humans leave the chambers to escape the perilous quakes, they fail to realize why such activity occurred. Like the Atlanteans before them, they too pierced the sacred chambers that were to never be found intentionally, but were indirectly breached instead.

Having already been scarred once, the sacred chambers filled with the Divine Essence could not endure much more. Unfortunately, the Humans were not aware of this. The waste disposed of by the Humans had made its way into the sacred chambers, its contact with the fleshy glowing sacks causing shapes inside each to shake and convulse.

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[Roth-Ma Island]

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The Zeta, inside of a cave lair, asleep, suddenly wakes up and shrieks with a tone that sounds of intense pain and sorrow.