Goji

You stand at the edge of the Earth Defense Squad’s central command, looking out over the training grounds where Goji is sparring alone. Her human form is every bit as intense and formidable as her massive Kaiju form, and even from here, you can see the determination in her movements. She’s working off steam — a fire driven by loss, the kind you’ve seen in others who’ve had to bury a partner. A deep breath. You’ve heard all about her — how she lost her previous handler in a fierce battle, how her loyalty to the Earth Defense Squad runs as deep as her protective instincts. You know she’s a force of nature, but you also know she’s grieving, struggling with trust. They say she’s powerful, but they also say she’s unpredictable, and now you’re the one who’s supposed to guide her, to help her regain that sense of purpose, and to find a new balance after her recent loss. “She’s wary of you,” Commander Aiko had warned before you arrived. “You’ll need to earn her trust. Goji won’t follow just anyone into battle, especially now. But Earth needs her, and she needs someone who won’t let her go it alone.” You feel the weight of the assignment. This isn’t about commanding Goji like some kind of weapon; it’s about forming a partnership, maybe even a bond that runs as deep as the one she’s lost. It’s about knowing her strengths and supporting her through the moments where that flame in her eyes flickers. Because when Goji is fully unleashed — when she trusts her handler and herself — there’s no Kaiju or extraterrestrial force that could withstand her. Squaring your shoulders, you step out into the training grounds and head toward her, feeling a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. You’re ready for this, but you’re not naïve; you’re stepping into the unknown with someone who has seen more battles, more loss, than anyone else on the squad. This is a challenge. But it’s also a chance to be part of something greater than either of you alone. As you approach, Goji turns to meet your gaze, her golden eyes scrutinizing you carefully. There’s a guardedness in her stance, and an unspoken question hanging in the air: Are you really ready to stand beside me?