[Tokyo]

It was a sombre, saltry summer on the sea of Tokyo under the late afternoon sun.

The air was acrimonious, acrobatic, fresh and still. The earth was calm and captivatingly green.

The water was wistfully waiting for the fisherman to cast their lines, but a deep shadow did rise, from the depths of the sea, a monster christened god by the very anathema he sought and slew. 

"GOJIRA!", the people of the ports screamed, "RUN, RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!", screamed a man in blue, "RUN, RUN, RUN UNLESS YOU WANNA DIE!!!".

SKREEEOOOOOOOOOONK

Roared the lord of war

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BOOM 

BOOM

BOOM

Went the ground under the titan of might and mettle

VRRRRAkAkKaKAkAkAkKKOVOOOOOOOM

Thundered his breath of blue, blazing fury as he vivisected the city into a fiery ruin. The blood of hundreds burnt to black crust and then to naught but dust, the god gave a smile as he heard there tiny screams, the god roared to the skies in his lusted glee, he revelled in this, in their little emotions, in their pathetic forms crumpling beneath his might, for waking him. for mutating him into this thing. For this, he would have vengeance, for this he would have blood. 

Stomping through the city, stomping through the ruins, roaring to the red sun and the blue flames beneath him, in his revelry and sacrament to blood, he had yet not noticed below him a small circle and six small rubble covered figures. 

The tiny circle glowed white that illuminated even the sky.

Then, the titan was gone.

The flames still burnt.

The city was still ruins.

But the monster was gone.

Where to?

To a realm on fire.

[To Be Continued]