O2 wakes up in the hospital... again, everything still hurts (though not as much) , he spies a television in the corner of the room. He doesn't fully hear what the anchor says, though from what he is able to gleam there seems to be reports of a masked figure (whose powers bear an uncanny resemblance to his own) being behind a series of erratic and violent attacks. In his periphery O2 also spies a tall figure wearing red robes and silvery white armor, their face is obscured by an expressionless porcelain mask and topped with a tall black crown "My! My! Awake are we?" the figure chides "The hell are you!? " responds O2 as he felt leaden ball begging to form in the pit of his stomach. The figure chuckles and looms over O2 "I am an individual who knows who and what you are?" whilst the mask betrayed no emotion O2 could feel the figure grinning underneath, they angle their head toward the television's screen "Sound familiar?" the figure presses getting progressively closer. O2 attempts to raise his hand forms a small albeit dense barrier between him and the figure, though the kings hand slowly pierces through the hand and closes around O2's wrist. "There's no need for that..." tuts the figure as, their hand tightening like a vice, the sound of footsteps can be heard in the distance and with that the figure is gone. O2 looks down at his wrist, though is shocked to find no marks.
Searching through a dilapidated part of the city after hearing reports of an unidentified possibly terrestrial object a group of armed police and researchers come a across the form of a large shell; it appears to be circular in shape with the colour and texture of charcoal, the shape is dotted with (comparatively) small black glassy spheres, and the overall shape seems reminiscent of an Ammonite. Suddenly, the area begins to rumble and the shell begins to emit a series of low echoing clicks. Reddish iris form on the glassy spheres and dart around frantically (seemingly scanning the surrounding area for anything and everything), eventually the shell begins to slowly fracture and crack as a vast multilimbed creature slowly (albeit increasing in pace at an alarming rate) pull itself from the husk that was formerly its Cocoon. Whilst the clicking sounds are deafening the Words "Eat, Grow, Survive!" can be heard faintly from within the creature.