#melalo

Melalo was deemed a failure by his own “father” but the king decided to put him to use regardless and appointed him as the head of an entire continent on the Locolichi homeworld, both so Melalo could learn the ins and outs of being part of the oligarchical family and so the king’s workload could be lessened.

Part of Melalo’s duties outside of being a CEO however, was to curb any protests or resistance from the populace much like the Golden Toad. This also occasionally resulted in destruction and casualties.

Citizens could recount horror stories about his sonic beams and massive talons cutting buildings in half and turning people to paste, or about the several hundred mile fast winds generated by just flying overhead. But these paled in comparison to the true terror that Melalo could unleash.

Melalo was a disease generating guardian.

Everywhere he went he shed millions of prions and viruses. These weren’t symbiotes that could be washed off. Melalo’s own cells generated these pathogens. These diseases were like nothing ever seen; they spread extremely quickly, they mutated too fast for an effective vaccine to ever be made, and if someone was immune to one, then there were at least a hundred other pathogens they could catch. All of these prions and viruses also altered the behavior of the infected.

But the worst one was a virus dubbed the “Wrath Plague”. It was a deceptively simple virus in structure, not unlike an infamous earth lyssavirus. Its incubation period was slow, and people didn’t know they were infected until it reached their brains by traveling through their nervous system. Once it did reach the brain it was too late. The Wrath Plague caused encephalitis in the infected, and caused severe damage to parts of the brain associated with critical thinking and mood. The results were droves of murderously violent citizens.

Travel between Melalo’s continent and the rest of the world became heavily regulated, and cases of assault, murder, and even cannibalism skyrocketed in the continent. The Locolichi king made a note to ensure that Melalo would be in designated quarantine areas when attending meetings. Outside of that though the king made little effort to correct anything. In his eyes Melalo’s diseases were eradicating the weak.

Despite being a being that caused the deaths of millions, Melalo didn’t see what he was doing as wrong. This was in large part due to the terrible parenting of the Locolichi king who did not particularly like him due to not being the Locolichi god child he wanted. In fact, both of Melalo’s “parents” despised him for their own reasons. But Melalo loved them wholeheartedly, and wanted their approval.

In a twisted attempt to get his father to rely on him more and to gain his approval, Melalo attacked and killed the Golden Toad, plucking his infinity organ out with giant talons and crushing it until it burst into stardust.

To say that this had the opposite effect of what Melalo wanted was an understatement.

As time went on Melalo’s loneliness grew until one day he asked his father for a wife. Surprisingly, the king complied, as he was looking to have another attempt at a god child…

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The first of Ana’s children is here! I also replaced the most horrible nonconsensual element of the original legend with gamete extraction and artificial insemination outside of parent bodies, just to eliminate very horrible squick. (Did the Romani tell the story to their kids??? Because if so that’s fucked.)

Efforts to contain and kill Melalo have failed, and the mutated beast continues to terrorize the country. Though its limbs are contorted and mangled, it can achieve actual flight and spread its maddening reign for hundreds of miles. The way it flies is quite awkward and comical, as its body does not have the perfect design that birds have. The wings flap wildly, the heads flail around like malfunctioning puppets and its landings would be considered failures each time. It practically crashes each time it tries to reunite with the earth, and even the more controlled landings still have it barreling a couple miles before it comes to a stop. This already causes a whole lot of damage, as Melalo tends to show up near civilization. Can't even imagine what it would be like to have your life cut short by a bumbling buzzard that failed flight school. Though the terrible landings make it seem oafish, Melalo is an absolute menace. They attack aircraft in flight, target towns and farms for some semblance of food and erratically spread this terror across the map. Even when not directly assaulting a village, their mere presence is a nightmare. Their filthy feathers are absolutely rank, the odor spreading for miles around. This wretched blight clings to the bird's dander, which is ejected in clouds every time Melalo beats their wings. These plumes of noxious dust absolutely wrecks the lungs once someone breathes it in, leading to outbreaks of some kind of mutated pneumonia. These virulent clouds are sprayed onto the landscape it flies over, and swallow towns that Melalo tumbles into. All while that is happening, that maddening sound can be heard.

 For some reason, Melalo never seems to shut up, with one or both of the heads constantly emitting a horrible noise. Their babble is at an almost inaudible frequency, but it creates a sensation that cannot be ignored. A droning sound that grinds against your ears and brain, one that is impossible to escape. Any attempts to dampen it fail, and it goes on day and night as long as Melalo is in the area. Their size and powerful lungs allow this sound to be heard for miles, afflicting hundreds with this endless madness. There have been some reports that people have gone crazy hearing this noise, its ceaseless drone driving them to violent fits. It hasn't been confirmed yet, but it is obvious that Melalo's presence tortures everyone around it. The only relief is when the massive bird decides to fly somewhere else, making it someone else's problem.

There have been many attempts to shoot down this bird and kill it like we did the leviathan. Unfortunately, Melalo is much faster and smarter than that bumbling titan. We had the luxury of the fact that the whale beast was so huge that it couldn't dodge an attack of properly retaliate. Melalo, however, can. Its awkward flight can somehow allow it to avoid some shots, veering at odd angles that most planes cannot achieve. Its feathers seem to absorb most the damage, exploding into virulent puffs with each impact. These dusty clouds screw up line of sight and can also mess up engines. Even if the pilots can avoid this smokescreen, Melalo can intentionally push it around with its wings, or unleash a gust of wind that can blow aircraft out of the sky. If that isn't enough, than that horrible sound is up next. When both heads stop squabbling with each other and put their voices to work, they create a blast of sound that can shatter glass and destroy eardrums. The horrid scream is so potent, that it causes absolute agony in everyone that hears it. Even with helmets and sound dampening, pilots are practically knocked unconscious by this torturous noise, causing them to lose control of their plane or give Melalo time to finish them off. Efforts on the ground to shoot them down face the same problems, as Melalo coats the battlefield with choking clouds of dander. Talons and beak then tear through the tanks and soldiers, while unleashing screams that can blow heads off at close range.

With the amount of causalities and damage that occur with each attempt, all efforts have been temporarily suspended. A better plan needs to be put into place, as obviously the current route isn't working. Right now Melalo is under observation, with the hopes that study of its movements and lifestyle will hint at a weakness. Currently, it is believed that the bird is trying to find a place to nest, judging by the locations it visits. A plan could be to wait for it to roost and lower its guard, enough for a deadly sneak attack. Unfortunately, its attempts to gather nest material show that this process is going to be a destructive one. Melalo has a fondness for certain materials, and cities seem to have the goods it wants. When Melalo was first sighted, we figured it a joke. When its presence was confirmed, we scrambled to track it down and find a way to kill it. Trying to understand the big bird was the least of our concerns, we just wanted it dead. Only after multiple failed attempts did we turn to study. This research was meant to figure out its weaponry, but it eventually revealed the creature's origin to us. So when we learned that Melalo was tied to the leviathan's rotting body, weeks had already passed. Precious time had flown by, allowing more creatures to be exposed to this alien substance. Not to mention that demolition of the body had already started, resulting in chunks of the beast being blown up. This sprayed meat and blood everywhere, and thus spreading this infectious material. It flowed into the sewers, it scattered across the hills and lots of it wound up getting dumped in the ocean. We now realized we were dealing with an incredibly dangerous substance, and we had already thrown it around like confetti. Melalo was the first to teach us that, but sadly more of their kind would arise before we learned this lesson.     --------------------------------------------------------------------------- And just as we finish with the whales of Mermay, we now go directly into Kaijune! The monster parade never stops here, folks! So with that in mind, lets go with a concept I technically started three years ago (that long!? Cripes...) and where I already botched the order of things! Started at the sixth place out of nine! Genius move! To clear up what is going on here, we are doing kaiju based on the Children of Ana!