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In a Scenrio where all the Godzillas were to meet up and G-force/Monrach were to Catgorize them here is how I'll do it( at least I have so Far).
Legandary: "Horus/Richard(The Lion Heart)/ or Heracles"
Minus One: "Ares/ or Lucifer"
Earth: "Jourmangander/Set/ or Shiva"
Singluar Point/ Ulitima: "Toth/Merlin/Odin"
Shin: "Leviathan/or Bloop"
Final Wars: "Mars/or Chityou"
GMK: "Sekhmet"
What codenames would yall think would fit with the other godzillas?
Monrach Profile Of GodZilla Varient Richard/Heraclues/Horus:
It was'nt the Mutos that brought Heraclues to the world, After the Atomic Bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki is what awoken Heraclues. He could smell all of the radation from his lair, then the Nuclear Testing that drew his attention. Yet before that, Horus was revered as a God as early as man was in the temple submerged over tectonic movements and Earthquakes only leaving Horus alive.
Godzilla varient relations: Heraclues's relations towards humans is more of a neutral status. He never purpously attacks humans unless provoked or with whoever ends up under his foot, but Heraclues is aware of humans that assist him in certian scernios.
With Other Godzillas depends on their behavoirs, Almost every Godzilla sees Heraclues as an Alpha Varient of themselves. They all respect Heraclues in thier own way, even the more aggressive Godzilla Varients ensure humans are not harmed whenever in ths same universe. But it can't be said the same for Jourmangander(See Profile: "Jourmangander/Set" for context). There are rare ocassions where Set and Horus varients are in contact with eachother, but the times they are it would make the combination of San franscsio, New York, and Hong Kong look like just a crumb on the floor compared to the damage they both cause. Both Horus and Set Varients when they are aware of eacother's presenace will go on a full on brawl till one of them is defeated, despite neither holding back on thier attacks they never end eachother's lives in the end, it seems in someway they respect eachother even if Set has purposily killed humans.
Heraclues's relations with other Kajiu is more neutral, but with different Mothra varients and incarnations both she and Heraclues still share thier symbolic bond. And the more agressive Kajius inculding Ghidorah, Gigian, and so forth will first charge in head first without a second thought.
G-force procedures within Varient Contact: All G-force Operatives are to stand down within Contact with Richard varient and are to instead focus on evacuation of nearby civillian populace, raidation checks and cleaning. If Godzilla Richard is to seeming to attack without provoction it is advised to understand the attack pattern for investgation less we have another Hong Kong Incident.
Final Conclussion of Varient: Godzilla Heraclues is a terratorial, Arragont, and nearly mercilless varient. Yet it seems he also has a sorts bond with humanity as a whole, always charging towards his enemies head on to protect us even from larger and stronger opponants than himself. The Godzilla varients even Lucifer( See Profile: "Lucifer/Ares" for context) to follow Richard. And matter what Heraclues never gives up in a fight to protect his kingdom.
Simply built different, and in my opinion, FinalGoji is peak Godzilla. I just love when Godzilla is an anti hero.
Godzilla's Yggdrasil
At one point in the first Trees of Life came where humanity took a turn to desolate the natural balance of humans and nature. This seed fell from the True Yggdrasil when man created the atomic bomb, from the sprout came a world taking a darker root from the Bomb. The creation of what is now a God, Godzilla.
A lost link from a time lost, a creature of pure violence, nuclear destruction, and a great example of the consequences of the progression of the weapons of humanity.
But as this sprout grew and changed, so did Godzilla. From a being of relentless slaughter to a savior, a father, a King. The term King was what attached to this nuclear beast the most, “King of the Monsters”. Then the sprout grew into a baby tree, with different worlds with different Godzillas with different powers, sizes, even identities and origins yet still kept that Title “King of the Monsters”. Then as all trees, it grew to full size with huge branches of different worlds into the branches of this Yggdrasil in worlds without Godzilla yet either related or inspired by the very roots that Godzilla stretched out, some the least related yet in some shape or form ascended from the trunk of the tree.
But this is not meant to be a happy tale, for it is the same tale from the scribes, preachers, priests, Mothers , Fathers , and bishops from all the branches on Yggdrasil. Where more countless deaths accrued from the natural bindings of our new world than any of the Gods can muster. When Time was certain to be straight, Space itself was infinite, and Reality seemed to have one rule. The Great Age of Judgement.
Yet to our Time. After the Great Age of Judgement, when the Gods griped against the collapse of Time, Space, and Reality to form our World. It wasn’t a distant time, but distant enough from almost a century. Ruin was all that remained, the great battles of Gods and Demons had ended for now. Humanity and other races.
We begin with a bounty hunter, a Human male with a thin, cold, steel metal lower body out in the ruins of the City once called New York. The Islands were decimated by battles of the Gods, Jaguars; giant machines with a dual person pilot system that fought false gods, and demons that once dwelled in between dimensions. Over in the distance, was the torn statue once called the Statue of Liberty. The Head was torn clean off, though the Head now was pulled into Rebirthed New York for one of many monuments of the Prince. One of the Greater Titans.
The Bounty Hunter wore his usual black and red camouflage, his mask from thin, odd, shaped skulls , but what he wore more prouder, dedicated, and more faithfully was his amulet to the God Perseus around his neck. Its almost perfect imitation of the Godzilla’s foot, with its radium, green, glow nearly shining off against the sun. On the shore of the city, the bounty hunter noticed another man, another human. This human wore a mixture of black kevlar and sorta knight armor.
“A Soldier.” The Bounty Hunter thought calmy, noticing the man bowing to the shore and dipping his whole hands in prayer. The Bounty Hunter casually walked down to the shore, his legs smashing both green and ruble beneath him. Though the soldier’s complete attention seemed to be lost in prayer, the bounty hunter knew there was no surviving the wastelands without great awareness of his surroundings, rather the bounty hunter headed a short distance away from the soldier to ensure he wasn’t a threat.
Instead the Bounty Hunter in a way joined in prayer, pulling up his long sleeves before dipping his whole hands in the sea praying before his own pathon. “ Praise Brother.” The Bounty Hunter turned towards the soldier, finishing his prayers on his steel shoulder pads painted a glowing pink the sigil of the God Heraclues.
“Praise.” The Bounty Hunter returned standing up. “You a scavenger?” The Soldier approached casually to the bounty hunter, his face obscured by his black helmet covering his face. “Bounty Hunter, my quarrel lies within these outskirts. I just came to pray on the way there.” The Soldier gave a slight scoff of disgust till noticing the amulet of Perseus. “Wait.” The Soldier chuckled. “How would a Bounty Hunter praise Persues?”
The Bounty Hunter strangely despite sounding like in his 50’s he replied with optisium for a Bounty Hunter. “Well the thing is, Perseus isn’t just my Pathon. You could say in a way he was Family before his rise to Godhood.” The Soldier intrigued sat on a large flat bit of rubble.
“Is that so?” “Yes, Before I was convinced my Father and Mother had worked together to study Perseus when he was but an animal. But both my Mother and Father had different intentions, my Father was what you call in your age a Tech Preacher. But my Mother was part of an old world group in case somehow Perseus went as destructive as Our Lord and Destroyer Lucifer to Kill Perseus.” The Soldier's face turned red for a moment, as anger for a split second to think such a job to contain one of the Great Godzillas and to kill him was the work of near Blasphemy to attempt such a feat.
With a more calm demeanor the Soldier chuckled. “To think she thought a mere mortal to kill a God. But I understand that your Mother and Father are in some way family. But may I ask out of curiosity who is your quarrel?” The Bounty Hunter gave a small chuckle.
“Depends on your rank. Confidential.” Though the Soldier's face was completely covered, the Bounty Hunter could see the big man’s eyebrows shot up. “We are employing Bounty Hunters now?” Again the Bounty Hunter chuckled. “I’m not just a Bounty Hunter Enfant. You may have heard of my great Hunts in the Remnants of Hong Kong. The Orange Desserts, and who would forget the Man who killed the Xillian Revolt leader hiding in the Realm of the Prince.”
The Soldier with a huge gasp shouted. “You're The NanoBowmen!!! The Oldest And one of the Most skilled Hunters in the Realms!!” “Like I said.” The Bounty Hunter chuckled. “They wouldn’t just send any Bounty Hunter.”
“But I’m always glad most of my hunts reach even the warriors of Hercules.” “I must go now, my quarry isn’t getting older and I’m not even getting younger.” The bounty hunter waved off. “Good Hunting Hunter.” “ Bonne chance, idiot sans cervelle.”
The Soldier waved back, the Bounty hunter climbed up mountains of buildings, rummaged around lifeless, subway tunnels, that when the Bounty Hunter froze.
He could hear the soft chittering as he entered a near lightless subway tunnel, the hunter kept still as the chittering grew closer.
Slowly the Bounty Hunter reached for a small lever on his mask as the chittering came closer, his sweat glands clamped shut, his heart steady, and his breath faint. He knew what was hiding in the dark, all he had to do was bring them to the light with that lever.
The moment he pulled it down, he could already feel the creature’s breath flushing in his face.
Small red lenses slide over the Bounty Hunter’s brown eyes, and in front was massive, hairless, eyeless beast walking fours with huge claws reverting behind its hands that could rip apart tank armor, teeth that could rend his flesh and bones in an instant. But the creature was blind, its armored scales unfolded revealing the sensitive pink fleshy ear holes on the opposite sides of the beast’s head.
It knew the man was there, the Monster could hear the sounds of his heartbeat, his shallow breath, the hunter’s existence was there to the creature but it was not 100% confirmation. The Beast wasn’t hunting the Hunter, human flesh was not its food source.
The Bounty Hunter never broke a sweat as the Creature investigated the area, he gently raised his hand onto the Monster’s body. Calmly the Bounty hunter gently scratched the neck of the Beast, with such heightened senses, the alien animal began to let out a strange humming. “Aww.” The Bounty Hunter thought as the seemingly brutal monster turned into a giant gentle puppy as it fell on its back, not wasting the opportunity the Bounty Hunter leapt on the alien and scratched its exposed scaly armor.
“Nothing but a lost, sad, hungry puppy lost in another realm.”
The Bounty Hunter released the creature as it stood back up and rushed back into the concrete jungle he came from. The Bowman then heard squeaking deeper in the tunnels, what was interesting the Beast never returned to rush in blood-curdling charge it chose to ignore it-unless.
Carefully the Hunter watched his steps in the ruble, after reaching where the source of squeaking was. In awe, the old man reached a small chamber where he saw something only heard in bars and rumors. A nest and a mother, the mother was of the same species as her mate that left.
Looking at his surroundings to ensure neither to agro the mother or her mate with a rogue stone or glass bottle, seeing the tiny defenseless , pink, fleshly babies almost like worms with round heads. The children were hungry and most likely the mother too, if the father couldn’t find Fae. The Bounty Hunter left still watching his step even no matter how far he seemed from the nest.
Night came, but the Bounty Hunter had no time to rest. His quarry wasn’t far as the moon split perfectly in two and shone up the Ruined City. In the distant the Hunter could hear chanting as he climbed up a building that seemed half intact, his hands turned from a light brown to a silver metal gray once his palms and fingers touched the building, turning whatever he climbed on into a metallic substance.
As he climbed higher and higher, the hunter could feel his loss of control over the metal inside his flesh. It was nothing compared to most times where half his body turned to solid nanometal The Bounty Hunter made it to the rooftop, and rested. The nanometal in his hands kept fading and returning so he needed a break, but on the other side of the building he could hear the chanting louder, maybe hundreds saying. “Praise To The King!!! Praise to The Emperor of the Realms!!! Praise The Many Three Headed Lords!! Praise The Golden Dragon of Purity!! Praise Be King Ghidorah!! The True Gods!!!” The Chanting went on for hours, to pass time to counter the Pagans chanting, the Bounty Hunt found a puddle or rainwater and dipped his hands inside praying faithfully with the glowing pendant of Perseus.
“My Lord Perseus.” The Bounty Hunter imagined a giant reptilian titian standing in front of him, as if it was listening to the old man’s prayer. “I may be under-numbered or outnumbered, even for such a tedious mission I keep faith, love, and respect for you. For Father and Dear Mother you once protected, I pray for strength, swiftness, and the day I bow before you oh selfless Lord of Godzillas in payment for your kindness and love for my Mom And Pa .” After his prayer, suddenly his pendent glowed bright green.
The Bounty Hunter gasped in delight, his prayer must have been heard somehow. He then carefully looked over the otherside of the roof seeing a huge gathering in the hundreds chanting wearing yellow or golden robes, their faces hidden by masks of a golden dragon wearing massive weights around their waists as a demented form of repentance through pain.
They sat on their knees and held the huge weights, groaning and grunting in exhaustion unlike the Bounty Hunter’s prayer through water they prayed through gravity as the element of one of the Dark Titans Ghidorah. The Chants evolved.
“Perish to the Warriors of Jaguars, Perish to the Martyr priests and priestesses of Mothra!! Perish to the Soldiers of Ultraman!! Perish to the Guardsmen of Gamera!! Perish to the Great Titans!!!” The Chanting then stopped a moment later, and arisn from the ruins below was a man wearing robes of solid gold. The man was huge and muscular enough to not become restrained unlike the others below, his face too was covered by a golden dragon mask but it looked more lively as if it was his own head.
To the Bounty Hunter it was no surprise, it was a magical artifact linked between the wearer and one of the heads from the Dark Titian King Ghidorah himself seeing through two sets of eyes. Behind him were two legless, faceless drones from the man’s mask hovering behind. “Brothers and sisters!!” He called out towards the silent masses. “The Great Lord Apohsis, The Ghidorah God of Space, Time, and the Absolute Void gave me a vision. A Vision, to at last summon Ghidorah to this Realm!!” The Crowd shouted in cheers before without a notion, suddenly went silent.
“In this very Realm, I was shown the Republic of Reborn New York. The military there has stolen what is rightfully ours. The Speaker Head!!” The Bounty Hunter chuckled. “Guess that’s why the Military sent to me, those Soldiers of Loki want to humiliate this guy with the Speaker Head of Ghidorah. Better wait this-.” The Next second, due to either the un kept maintenance of the building or the destruction it collapsed down sending the Bounty hunter falling off the ruins.
And all he saw was darkness, the next thing he knew. He could see the cult, dragging him slowly, he could hear the chains from their weights. He must of bumped his head on something from the fall; he could see the Cult leader pulling out a gold, makeshift, dagger as he was brought forth.
His vision became clear as suddenly the ground quaked. As the Bounty Hunter was prompt next to the Cult Leader, the earth shook harder as the other cultists nearly lost balance. Then, the Bounty Hunter’s prayer was heard. A huge green blast erupted from the rubble sending cultists flying to their deaths from either the blast itself or stabbed or crushed by the destructruction.
Massive pairs of claws mixed with clouds of dust, searing and ripping through the cover. With the chance the Bounty Hunter from his palms spawned a metal bow and arrow quickly turning towards the Cult leader as he was distracted by the destruction. He then shot the Fanatic leader in the shoulder, causing the nanometal to expand into an indestructible cocoon except the Mask of Ghidorah, still gold and untouched.
The Drones began to emit gold bolts around their bodies, without hesitation the Bowman manipulated with sheer will the bow into huge claws ripping to the drone closest to him.
A huge roar echoed from the clouds of dust as the surviving cultists fled in terror unbinding themselves of their weights and disappeared into the concrete wastes. The remaining drone fired a yellow bolt, but thankfully with his cybernetic legs, the Bounty Hunter dodged with ease sliding under the bolt of gravity before impaling the drone in the chest with his nanometal claws and used the other set to decaptatie it.
Once the silence emerged, the Bounty hunter alone stood or so he thought. It felt like an icicle was driven down his spine as he could hear stomping approaching him. Slowly he turned around, his steel knees shaking from each approaching massive step. And at last, he saw him after so long of waiting. The Selfless Titian Godzilla Perseus.
The God was small then most of himselves, his head face was long like an iguana’s, scales a grayish black, his body hunched as he looked down at the Bounty Hunter with his glowing green eyes, a bit of flesh dangled under his chin, and razor sharp dorsal plates on his back were like blades.
The Bounty Hunter at long last got on his hands and knees, bowing before Persues. “Thank My Lord, for assisting me.” The giant God Lizard leaned in closer sniffing the Bounty Hunter and growled with almost absolute recognition, the Old man replied as if the creature asked him a demanding question. “My Father and Mother were with you before your ascension, My Lord.” He stuttered with glee looking up at the large Mutant God. “ Mortal names mean little to your kind, but my Mother ensured you not be a beast and my Father worked with ancient tech, I barely remember him.”
Then Perseus leaned in closer, the smell of his breath was rancid and tasted of death, but the Bounty Hunter never flinched. Perseus, slightly opened his jaws before giving the excited old man a lick. A Blessing!! The old Man Internally shrieked as Perseus tunneled deep inside and a scale fell off his body about the size of a dry board, falling to the ground.
Persues may have no mortal language but, somehow the Bounty Hunter heard a command from the dropping of this scale.
Now, where to start? Which book of this time should I cover, most are explained by the Priests and Preachers of their Pantheons than the whole story. So, Should I decide if you can tell me where to start? When the First of Titans pass from one to the other, The Journey of the Prince to become by blood, heart, and Spirit the Son of All the Godzillas? Or the Human or near human forms of the Titans, Mothra, Anguerious, Mechagodzilla, Gigian, Hedorah, and the King of the Monsters themselves all of the Spiritual descendants of Chronos, the first Godzills inside human form.
"Beware Lucifer My Son. He unlike his Kin has no consepct of calm, serenity, and peace. He is the most enraged Godzilla unlike Ares(Final Wars), he is most spitful towards mortals unlike Jourmangander(Earth), though he suffers less than Leviathan(Shin Godzilla) from Man's bombs he cares not for his own suffering. But he makes sure for Motrals own Suffering and death.
His Warriors both man and alien whom praise "The Never Ending Storm" takes the mantle of violence and death to his extent, they feed upon his toxic blood for repentance for the sins cast upon him. Unlike the Men of Heraclues, Ares, and Sekhmet stand aside thier pathons' path, the relentless soilders of Lucifer permit thier deaths before him as absolute repentance under his feet with heads bowed down.
And if you cross paths with our Lord Lucifer, all you must do is run from his wrath, hide from his endless rampage, and pray to Mothra he won't catch your scent."
Godzilla Minus One, 2023
Chaos, all we remember was Chaos. Thousands of Souls and dozens of minds, ripping each other apart and fused together. Endless echoes of roars, and pain plaguing our nerves not from the fighting but sharing one’s constant suffering .
We were- connecting, our minds and souls assimilating as one faster than we could destroy each other. They we and I was them. The longer we stayed in this constant state of Limbo, time seemed to shift longer.
No, I thought. At least one of Myself thought. There was no Time here, there was no darkness, no light, no- Reality. We realized, someone from Us had more understanding of this place than others. We were Dead.
No, Not Dead. Not Alive, only in between to coexist in this place, a place with no life, no death, no time, no reality, nor space. A perfect condition into a new state of change. Others panicked and weeped from the realization. But it wasn’t long before those that cried accepted this strange fate or was it even longer, maybe centuries past since they wept and anger filled them.
Chaos returned, as a rebellion broke out without direction towards whom. But as always we kept assimilating back into ourselves, but the anger, the pain, the sense of vengeance of the wronged thousand souls cleared our vision of a familiar, beautiful blue. The Rebellion after eons of fighting with Myself stopped, the sweet smell of salt, the massaging currents, and the endless beauties of the sea is what soothed us. And as its comfort faded as the blue, we were more aware of who was who. Only a tiny fraction, but I knew almost which one.
The pain resumed from one cast towards myself and the others. “As I was saying.” Finally a voice deep in our minds spoke. “We are neither dead or alive in place.” It was the one who had a deep understanding of this realm, his mind was more attuned to this seemingly purgatory. “An endless Void where time, death, life, space, nothing exists.”
“How are we here though?” Another voice spoke, a bit more deeper with the sounds of wind blowing through trees. “We aren’t, at least in a physical position. We are in a mental and spiritual state changing.” “Change?” At last the one casting his pain into us spoke with despair in his garbled voice. “NO!! No More Change!!!” He cried.
“No More Change!!! No More Pain!! No More Suffering!! Make It Stop!!!” The Void was silent till one spoke with a soft, sorta motherly voice. “Why are you in pain?” “The Change!!” The teary creature choked on his words. “My Flesh, My Bones, My Mind!! It's always changing and it always hurts. I need it to stop, I can’t make it stop.” “Change? You mean Evolve, like me?” The acknowledged one spoke back, the suffering beast for a moment stopped whimpering. “You change too, does it hurt too?”
Another voice spoke, he felt ancient in spirit rather than in age. “Why are you in pain?” The tortured one replied. “I don’t know, but when I have problems I keep changing. It Hurts So Much!!” The Motherly voice spoke again. “Do you need help?” I could feel a nuzzling under my chin as if someone was comforting me, no it wasn’t I was connected to the others not one of them. But I was one of them, No I was all of them. I wasn’t sure if they were aware of me.
“But, why?” Another voice spoke with brawn, brain, and power like a King. “Why are we here? When did we get here?” Again the more acknowledged one spoke. “I- don’t know why we are here, but I’ve felt this place in between my realm and the other ones.”
“Something is amiss.” Another spoke with a more wise and Elder tone but not like the oldest soul here. “Something is breaching through time and space, disorating reality, disturbing nature. Though not in the naked eye, the Earth, Humanity is in danger.”
“Who Cares About Them!?!?” The Eldest shouted back with a roar. “They disturbed my home and I retaliated, then they destroyed me, stole my remains to turn me into a mechanical plaything.”
“I Care About Them!!” The one with authority spoke back, so did others before them. Then the wandering souls spoke in perfect synchronization “We were, we lived, we died, we many, we destroyed, we failed. We deserved it. Humanity must live.”
“For what?” The one who spoke as trees do. “For Their Arrogance to grow, for their population to overcome nature, to destroy the world they were seeded in?” The other Eldest spoke over. “Humanity may not be perfect, but we must protect them. How are we better than them if we do not help them?”
“What about Balance?” Wind flowed through the trees in another’s voice. “Life like Humans destroys balance.” “Humanity is part of the balance.” Another voice growled back with wisdom . “Though we are more ancient than they and humanity may bend the laws of nature that is no excuse to not help them even with their different opinions on us.”
“Then You Know Nothing Of Balance!!” Another Rebellion began, this time two groups clashed between humanity’s fate but the one that suffered, the motherly entity, and the acknowledged one stood apart in the fight . It lasted only centuries this time at least maybe it perceived that way, then for a split second it returned. That gorgeous blue, the salty ocean, the currents the war again stopped.
“Wait!!!” The Acknowledged one spoke up as the ocean faded. “The Ocean, it only appeared as we fought. If we keep fighting we will get out of this place.”
The suffering one spoke up. “No!!! I won’t fight!!! I can’t fight. I can’t live anymore.” Again the motherly entity spoke too as she nuzzled the one in ceaseless pain. “But we must, I won’t fight with you, poor thing.” Another voice spoke, it felt young. “Mother?” The Motherly figure replied.
“Son? You are here?” “But Mother, you died.” The Acknowledged one answered. “Like I said, neither dead nor alive. Our Minds and Souls are the only things that exist here, but now.” I came to a stunning revelation and it was relayed to the Acknowledged one. “There's more of us here than we think, but they are all compressed and unaware yet. If we fight we can bring more of them here, maybe even get out.”
The one with Authority shouted with encouragement. “Then Let’s Fight Like It's Too The Death, don’t hold back!!” The fight began as Years became centuries, became millenia, became Eons, then eternity. The sensations of the ocean returned, but no matter how much we fought we never left. “It's not working.” The Eldest spoke as everyone stopped fighting. “Maybe it's not about fighting, maybe we must find our similarities so we may escape this Void.”
“That makes sense, fighting must be something we have in common. Or we’re just all psychos.” A new entity emerged with a more-comedic tone. “Son?” The other eldest spoke towards the Comedian. “Father?? Your Alive?” “Stop, we must focus. Despite how we may coexist with this place in this form it will not take too kindly.” “What happens if we stay here too long? we’ve already been here since the beginning.” The one that spoke like the wind asked.
“We suffered eternity.” The souls wailed. “You suffer too?” The one existing in constant agony asked. “We suffer without pain, we suffer without thirst, without hunger, without feeling, we suffer without everything but rage.” “WHERE AM I?!?!?” Another entity emerged with nothing but rage in its stead. “Oh, so one of us has a temper. How cute.” The comedian chuckled. “Who Are You Calling Cute?!?!?”
“Stop!!” The Acknowledged one roared. “If we are to leave this place we must find out what our similarities are.” The other eldest added. “Maybe even our own nature, lets try and figure each other out. Learn from each other, let the eldest one speak first.” The Eldest of us spoke. “ I was living in my underwater cavern all alone by myself, then the first bomb. Then the second, then third, and the fourth not only- changed me but destroyed my cavern.
That's when I saw them, the tiny maggots, Humans. I’d thank them with the countless death and destruction I wrought, setting their own homes ablaze, in exchange for the destruction of my home and the damage they gave me along with a new power they killed me and turned into a machine, until I destroyed them?”
“It was you.” Another voice echoed a bit younger than the eldest. “ I remember how bewildering it was, I could sense your flesh and bones but shoved them into that metal box.”
“That was You that Freed Me?” The eldest seemed excited. “You were not freed.” The Elder’s excitement turned to despair. “ You still fought me, and the machine tried to destroy me through the destruction of itself. But humans forget how they can never truly destroy us.”
“So that's your excuse for not helping the humans?” The one with authority argued. “Yes, Humans toy with things they can’t understand. I’ve seen it before, but in the end one way or another turns against them and they learn that.” You Dare!!!” The Eldest snarled, The Comedian intervened. “He isn’t wrong, humans aren’t perfect. But that doesn’t make it right to cause countless lives to die, how can we be better if we kill them off?”
“But he’s not right either.” The Suffering one added. “They didn’t help me survive when they first saw me, they wanted to destroy me. It wasn’t wrong though, they were afraid of me, of Us.”
The one with Authority spoke up. “I didn’t say it like that, I’m not saying we shouldn’t punish the Humans when they step out of bounds between Man and Nature, but we can’t go over our own bounds for petty revenge.” I could feel the thousands of souls boiling and burning with rage before screaming. “Our Vengeance Is Not Petty!!! Japan Must Pay!!!” The one with Authority spoke calmly. “What Vengeance Do You Seek? And what has Japan done to you?” The Souls for once had lost they’re perfect sync and they’re feelings a mix of sorrow, rage, regret, and grief. Then thousands of the dead spoke with so many stories all at once without cohesion.
“You Poor Creatures.” The Motherly creature then gently both nuzzled the suffering one and all the souls till they’re own pain subsided and the voices ceased for a moment. “Why?” The Souls spoke all at once. “You don’t need to suffer, there is no need to suffer for both of you.”
“You must be a very protective Mother, did you have any children?” The Eldest asked curious, a slight sense of sorrow from the Motherly one. “The Humans Blew them up, I thought none of them survived. But now I found out one lived and now I have two others to foster.” “Foster?” The souls spoke as they felt a warm sensation, something they never felt in a long time.
“Are you adopting Us?”
I could feel the Motherly entity nuzzling the thousands of souls, and they for once in a long time felt the love of a Mother. “Mother.” “Are you adopting me too?” The suffering one asked. “Of course, you need me.” “Two new brothers, I hope we really meet you soon if we get out.” The Acknowledged one inserted. “Yes, that’s good. You may not be aware of it but our new bonds, arguments, and conversations it's slowly opening the way out.”
“So what is your story?” The Eldest asked towards the Acknowledged one. “I am- a terraformer.” “A what?” The one with Authority spoke with a growl. “Not built for it, but my body is a portal back to my own world. I am a reckoning of the End Times, turning oceans red, pouring in species from the next. The Reason why was I foresaw my death, and I was afraid. I nearly caused the destruction of the Earth and began the extinction of life before.” “You Beast!!!” The one speaking through trees roared as some others were enraged at the Acknowledged one. “No, Stop I’m Sorry-.” Suddenly I had a vision of the ocean, but this was topside with a huge thunderstorm, along with endless wailing.
“Its working.” The Acknowledged spoke with excitement. “I’m seeing a future ahead, we can get out soon. Quick tell me how much you think about me.”
“Coward.” The one with Authority snarled. “You saw your own death so you decided to destroy the Earth and Humanity as a whole.” “Coward?” The Acknowledged one snarled back. “I AM KING-!!” After those three words echoed a huge quake rumbled for a moment.
“King?” The Motherly one growled at the Acknowledged one. “What kind of King does that?” The Comedian replied with realization. “King of the Monsters, that who.” Again the Quake returned as a huge splash of the salty sea sprayed my nose, the strong currents rushed me, and the cloudy skies appeared to all without fading. “You Genius!!!” The Acknowledged cheered to the Comedian.
“But how can me and my sons be this King?” Motherly one asked.
“You’ve ruled the Earth longer than the Human race can ever be.” The Eldest spoke. “It doesn’t matter how weak you are of a ruler, it's the fact you are a superpass one way or another is a fair rule.” “Fair rule eh? .” The Motherily one pondered. “I guess I’ll give this a shot. I will be a King of the Monsters.” The Quake rumbled after the Motherily one accepted the title.
“I will also accept being King of the Monsters.” The Motherily one’s blood child added. “No.” The Acknowledged one spoke up causing fear in the others.
“This can’t be right, how is this possible if we accept then who’s?” For once my existence was realized and I could sense the Acknowledged one’s dread, then turned to acceptance. “We were never meant to leave.”
The others were confused before noticing me at last. “Is that Me?” The one with Authority was the first to speak. “No, thats Me.” Said the Eldest. “And Me.” The Comedian. “And Me.” The One who spoke with wind in the trees. “Its all of us as one. In a body, one body. Thousands of souls, all our minds incarnate in a human body of all things.”
“But what do you mean that We were never meant to leave?” The suffering one asked. “We were never meant to leave because we aren’t here.” “What does that mean?” Motherily one asked. “ We’re not here but are here. All because of this one, this body, this Human Us. A being never meant to be, but is. I would be- We all would be human.” “A King among his subjects, to walk as Man. The Lion among the Sheep.” “Or amoung the flies.” The one speaking with the wind in trees. “Harvesting the flesh of the Earth they slowly destroyed.” “You're really annoying me!!!” The one with Authority Growled with anger.
“I think the one with Authority is right.” The Eldest spoke up. “Your obsession with humanity’s destruction, why?” The one who spoke like wind through the trees roared. “It Is My Purpose To Destroy The Humans!!! When They Arrogant, Ignorant, Self-Destructive, I Put Them In Line!!!” The Quake returned but it was weaker than the others. “No!!! Humanity Needs Our Protection!! Sometimes From Threats Bigger Than Themselves Or From Destroying Each Other!!”
The Quake returned with the same strength as the last, and the others stopped arguing. “It's a vow.” The other Eldest Spoke. “A What?” The Acknowledged one asked. “A Vow to be King, we can’t just accept the title to leave, we must set up a Vow to Honor.” “But we can’t leave, only this one can.” The Acknowledged one said. “We’re not here, we’re out there, only the Body can leave.”
“So what do we say?” The one with the temper asked without patience. “ I vow as King.” The Eldest spoke “To protect Humanity when they need help the most.” As the Eldest spoke I could feel as if something was entering through my orifices. “To protect the Earth, and when Humanity turns its cheek on me or against nature. I too will turn towards them with Wrath.” In complete sync I screamed in pain as the Elder’s own Mind and Soul was rammed into myself till I limped down. “So we leave through Him!!!!” The one with Authority spoke. “I vow.” One of the Eldest spoke up. “When Humanity is in need of a savoir I will be that savior, when the Earth is under threat I will protect it, and when Humanity without reason, without logic, does wrong I will wear the iron fist till a lesson is learnt shall I take it off with Mercy.”
Again I screamed in pain with the other Elder as he was given the same fate into I. “I vow.” The Comedian began. “When Monsters and Machines descend upon the Earth, I will retaliate. When Humanity does go over a few boundaries I will punish with Skills.” I then absorbed the Comedian into myself. “Why should I say a vow?” The one with a Temper asked. “He is right, why should I speak a vowel in protecting something that will destroy themselves?” The one who spoke like wind through trees added.
“Humanity flawed, Not Evil. People Evil, Not Humans. Humans are more than meets the eye.” The Souls defended. “That right, humans aren’t just crazed maniacs. There’s more to learn about humans than whatever genocidal means you have. Humans deserve life more than they do death.” The one with Authority spoke. “But Why ? They destroyed my home.” Retalited the Tempered one “Imagine though what it's like to be one of them, to eat their food, to walk like they do, imagine what new experiences we can have as one of them.”
“Then I vow.” The Suffering one speaked. “To ensure Humanity will not suffer as I suffer, I will protect them and the planet from whatever dares to bring it. And if Humanity bends the laws that bind them I will bring control to reflect my own suffering unto them. But to Punish.” Absorbing the Suffering one every bit of pain to his flesh and bones faded into I, and for once I’m no longer suffering.
“And I make a vow to hunt down those that bring suffering.” The Motherily entity added. “To protect the weak, and to those that hurt me without reason I will ensure to enforce by the ancient laws of Nature.” The Motherly figure was absorbed into me. “I will Vow to Protect Humanity, I will protect those who can’t fight for themselves till I am Selflessly destroyed.” Becoming absorbed inside me the Motherly one’s child was brought in.
“Fine.” The Tempered one said. “I vow to destroy every human being I see.” Only complete silence remained, I chuckled. But my laughter wasn’t from myself but the Comedian was the source. “No.” The one of authority spoke. “You have to protect Humanity as well. Only destroy Humans if they ever fall out of line.”
“Why should I? What have those pests ever done for me?”
“Their Fear, Their pain, their deaths. That is what you owe them. You owe a debt to the numerous lives you killed at least to apologize you vow to protect them.”
“Fine, I vow to protect the humans. But if they dare attack me, They’ll Feel My Rage!!!” The Tempered one was absorbed into my body. Those still compressed made their own oaths till they all too were absorbed inside me. “We swear to protect the gorgeous world known on Earth and Humanity, if they send us the same regards in our previous life then they will taste Our Vengeance!!”
The souls then were absorbed inside, given a second chance in life. All that remained was the one who spoke like wind in the trees, the one with authority, and the one who was Acknowledged, their differences on humanity prevented them from swearing vows. “You have to make a vow Acknowledged one, you need to protect humanity, the earth, and to fight back if they ever so attack you.” The one with Authority barked. “But I’m not a protector, I’m a destroyer. I tried to destroy the Earth because Humanity tried to destroy me. How can I be King, if all I’ll do is destroy.” “Then use that Destruction against whoever wants to destroy them, the humans will praise you for using it for them rather than against them.” The one with Authority soothed the Acknowledged one’s worry.
“But how?” The one with Authority nuzzled his spiritual sibling. “I’ll show you once we’re out of here. I promise.” The Acknowledged one then took a deep breath and vowed. “ I vow to protect humanity and the earth as a whole, I will use my powers for their benefit and if they attack me, then with my Knowledge I bring upon them they will pay.” The Acknowledged one was at last absorbed into my body, and the one who spoke like wind in the trees and the one with Authority were all that remained.
“How Naive.” The one who spoke in the rustle of trees, breaking their silence. “You think Humanity deserves such pampering, affection, and mercy from You. How can so many in such a small size cause so much destruction to their own place of birth just by existing and you defend them?” “I defend them because I have limits, the only time I destroy humans is because they’re in the way. I don’t do it because I can or enjoy it.”
“There is no Joy in the destruction of a race such as Humans, only the constant instinct of ensuring balance is restored and the Earth as a whole is safe.” “Safe from what? The only threat I’ve ever come across was those our size. Humans may have their conflicts but it doesn’t give us a right to destroy them.” The one with Authority growled. “Human conflict is but the tip of the tree, pollution, mass genocides, lust, murder,-.” “That's Still No Excuse To Slaughter Them!!! Humanity is part of the cycle of nature just as much as trees in a forest.”
“But how far would you go to save them? To cause other species to go extinct?” “I have exterminated a few races just to protect them.” The sound of thousands of trees laughing hysterically echoed in the Void. “So you're a hypocrite!! You claim to protect those weaker than you, but you cause the death of other races, you claim to be high, mighty, and responsible but you are more of a monster than I.”
“But you're more of a child than a monster.” The trees growled in frustration. “So what, I killed a few other races to protect something weaker than myself, so what if they cause so much self-destruction to their own home world. I’m not a monster that doesn’t admits his wrongs, like genocide and you like a child make up the excuse its all for nature and balance to destory something lesser than you like crushing insects as you laugh and giggle. I went through pain, sorrow, and agony to protect the Humans. It doesn't make me better but I’m better at being a King than you are. I don’t kill my subjects because they are weak, smelly, and primitive. I’m the one that protects them from real Monsters like you, a child that thinks he’s the bigger kid than the rest but you're weak.”
Again the Trees chuckled but only in a lighter tone. “We may be the same type of being, that does make us friends.” “ I wasn't planning on it. But if I found out after this encounter you attack any hairs of a single human’s head without being provoked or without reason, I will hunt you no matter what you look like and I will destroy you without hesitation.” “ You’d even kill one of your own kind or even your entire race just to save them.”
The one with Authority chuckled. “Yes, without Hesitation. But in the end, I’m not alone. I have the Humans, I have my subjects, and I have what only words can best describe- An Angel made flesh. But.”
The one of Authority paused as visions of this Angel, an angel with four massive, orange, black, and red wings and that beautiful call echoing in my mind.
“I see, shall we get on with our vows. Perhaps I will see for myself what it is to be human.”
I could sense a bit of respect towards the one with Authority. “But before that, I will be waiting for such an occasion for us to fight. And I suggest not to keep me waiting.” The one of the Authority repiled “Then let the best King win. You go first.” Respect to the one with the forest with a voice. “I vow for the protection of the Earth, and I will go to no limit for its survival. And to those that threaten the Earth’s own survival shall face Desolation.” Then the one that spoke like a tree was absorbed inside me, the one with Authority then looked towards me, staring as if admiring me.
“Look at you.” He spoke to me almost exploring this new and alien body compared to my other selves with his eyes. “You may be the weakest of us all, but the strongest of your kind. I’d never thought today would be such a day, to become human while out there I am still myself. For whatever purpose you have, I will say this. Enjoy being Human, enjoy every second of it. This may be the one in a million chance to understand them, to understand all the pain and suffering you took for them. Don't be perfect.” He chuckled before placing his claws on the top of my head gently grabbing and tugging the hair. “Just be all of Us.”
“I vow to protect humanity as a whole, to suffer every wound in my flesh and bones, to endure every pain in my body, and never give in to the pleasure of defeat. All for the purpose of Protecting the world and the human race.”
Once they were finally all absorbed, I could hear thunder crashing around me as I was suddenly falling. I could see streaks of lighting crashing all around me as I fell from the skies, a huge thunderstorm was all around me. I could feel a bolt dash over to my left side but missed entirely, but that’s when I saw the smoke.
The lighting bolt hit a plane’s wing and it was making a fast descent.
Over to my right was another plane, but two lighting bolts struck it. One hit the right wing and the other straight into the cockpit. This storm wasn’t normal, I thought as one commercial plane attempted to dodge the other planes, but the one struck by two lighting bolts made a straight-on collision. “This was me, this isn’t a thunderstorm. It's a portal from that Void, and this is my Birth. Death, Chaos, and Destruction all caused by my own rebirth. Sadly it's - Fitting.”
I finally landed on my back, at last feeling the sweet salty air again, the soothing touch of water, I almost wanted to sink in. But my body wasn't yet conscious. I was wondering how this was possible and how I was aware of my surroundings.
I realized that thousands of souls were looking for me outside my body. A useful ability, but not to awaken me from this state. I could see beyond my body the tidal waves tossing and turning my vessel as fire poured from the skies. The Planes followed after with tremendous force, some sinking straight to the bottom and a couple floating. The people tried to use float bits to get on yellow boats, some were able to get on. Few weren’t because of the colossal waves and they sank with their planes. Hours passed and I still couldn’t achieve consciousness, the portal closed and the storm passed. The planes had all sunk and the rafts floated off, but a small ship approached and almost didn’t stop for me.
Humans noticed me floating on my stomach, with effort they gently brought me onto their boat. “ Looks like they think I’m a survivor of the planes crashing around here.” I chuckled, but as one of them, a woman opened my eyelids while holding a flashlight into it. She noticed a flaw in my disguise.
My eyes were changing to my own fractions of myself, the Woman jumped back in shock. I still couldn’t understand what they were saying, maybe because all the human souls were Japanese but I could tell she was calling out for her fellow man on the boat. She showed off with a tremble opening my eyes and the other human. “ Radio, Busted, Storm. What the hell are you?” All I could interpret as I was pulled deeper into the belly of their small ship, the humans seemed to be further examining me, studying me, I heard the woman who was mainly the one observing me I could only make out as she spoke into a device.
“Male, Asian, mid-30’s, no wrinkles in skin from ocean exposure, Bulkly build.” About an hour passed as again the man was examining my ever changing eyes, I was gaining consciousness for the first time in my new human body. I gasped for breath as I startled the human, he grabbed a wooden paddle as I got up . The man had fear in his eyes as he tried to swing the paddle but it got on some netting, I was too focused on examining my own fleshy hands. The strange tiny hairs on my arms, the movement of my fingers.
As I was observing my new body, and all its strange movements and features. I was too distracted as the man retreated, slamming a door behind him before locking me in the room. I was amazed by this form while also the human souls in me were happy to have a human body again.
I turned my attention back to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. Despite how my human counterparts retrained me, I felt the urge to smash. With a furious kick I smashed down the door off the hinges as splinters shot out. I heard a scream of fear as I destroyed the door, I exited the room seeing the woman screaming in fear as the man pulled out a gun and pointed it at me.
“How pathetic, the first sign of danger and they pull out those weak things. Do they know how resistant I am to those tiny bits of metal?” A horrible realization came to me since I was now human. “Or am I immune to human weapons?” Though the idea of the bullets being able to break my skin, break my bones, and blood pouring out of my body I slowly approached them without hesitation.
I wasn’t one for fear of dying, inherited by the kin inside me to either be my doom or to be really the strongest human. The male while using himself as a shield to protect the female, he fired a round and I felt pain in my chest.
The bullet then crushed against my skin and fell onto the floor, nothing changed and I kept approaching the humans. Despite seeing my immunity to human guns, the male kept firing as the female began to scream in fear. I then grabbed both humans, the male by the neck and female by her long, brown hair.
The Male was trying to scream and struggle out of my grasp, but while barely using much strength and the woman only cried and shouted in fear. It could be so easy to kill them, to extinguish the life from their bodies with just a flick of my thumb against the man’s neck and I could just toss the female against the walls like a doll. Her blood would just run down the walls.
I stopped myself, remembering I need to be human and not a monster. At least not yet. I need to take this boat, land is a priority .
I then made it to the topside of the boat with the humans still struggling. Luggage, toys, the floating yellow stairs, metal bits, and other such. I stared at the devastation that I caused from my own birth, the storm didn’t just pop out of nowhere and destroy those planes, killing all those people just by being brought into existence. When the others made their vows, the portal opened and the storm was a side effect.
I need to stop, I need to find land and in this body sadly swimming isn’t an option. I gently tossed both humans over board, not looking back towards the humans I went straight to the controls. Though through many eyes I had no idea how to drive, steer, or even turn on this contraception. But the voices of the thousands of dead soldiers of 1940’s residing inside guided my hands on the controls.
I was able to steer and drive a boat and I wasn’t even born yesterday, I laughed to myself sailing away to- anywhere. Anywhere, wherever anywhere is. The sea looked so blank, lifeless, and barren than underneath. It was hard to even figure out where I was going. Night came, and it sure was different than underwater, no moon to shine out the stars. To think some of my enemies came from the very bright, beautiful, lights painting the skies. All I could think about that could be more beautiful than this, was the Angel.
And almost by chance as I stared and gaze standing up at the sky, one cluster of stars looked like that Angel. Some of my thoughts were plagued with hate, annoyance, for the Angel but what won above those feelings was admirance, passion, maybe even love.
Then I realized something, what if I’m not the only one with a human body. What if the Angel took human form as I did, and my subjects too, and. A horrid realization came to me looking back up at stars, no longer with amazement, but disian. “The Dragon, The Machines, The Cyborg, The Plant Beast, The Crystal Abomination, The Smog Monster, All of Them. All of My Enemies, made in Human Flesh too.” I growled with the voices of many, with thoughts of them too walking among humanity. It disgusted me, it enraged me, it infuriated Us!!
To throw away that chance of being human, to in an instant revert to being monsters rather than experience the one in millionth chance to see through the eyes of those they threaten to destroy but instead seek to sow the same destruction in humanity’s own flesh. We made up our mind, there was no time for stargazing. I need to go inland, I need to find a way to locate all of my enemies and kill them all.
As I rushed to the boat’s controls I gave off a huge roar to the hunt, but unlike most of my forms was too- human than myself. We were all disappointed with this body for the time.
Morning came in an unbearable hour, somehow I felt weak, my lips were dry, and my stomach growled. But I kept pushing the boat to its limits. It got worse by noon, my skin, despite being impregnable, was undergoing a strange change from the normal peach skin tone to a dark red. I could hear words repeating in my mind. “Food, Water, Sunburn, Thirsty, Hungry, Fire, Burning.” I had to give in, and head back inside the boat after turning it off to not waste gas.
I rushed inside dazed and weak, following the souls’ instructions I was able to reach a fridge. I opened it and saw plastic wrapped up sandwiches, the beasts inside out of instinct grabbed the sandwitches with the plastic on them and tried to shove it in my mouth. The tasteless, lifeless, texture of the plastic caused me to gag.
The souls guided me to remove the inedible plastic off each sandwich before stuffing them into my mouth. After eating the sandwiches, the thirst got stronger and I rushed outside the boat. I reached to the tail of the boat and reached a small cupped into the ocean before taking a sip.
My tongue shriveled up, lips dried up, and I coughed out the salt water from my mouth. Several minds exclaimed with confusion as the thousands of souls laughed hysterically, laughing at me not to drink ocean water. I went back inside the boat and found water bottled in plastic inside an ice box. I ripped them open and one by one chugged the water, my skin now screaming in agony from exposure from the sun. Though the nerves of many assisted in resisting the pain, I’ve been blown up, shot, and attacked by better than whatever the sun could throw at me.
Even after I ate and drank like a human being, my body felt tired. I was sleepy, somehow this body has a very short energy limit. My other bodies could spend over a week destroying human cities if need be but this weak, hairy thing couldn’t last less than 15 hours. I could hear some of my disgusted, angered, scaly descendants cursing this body.
I didn’t blame them, as I laid on the rough, carpat, and then darkness. “Test, Test. The Connection is working. We speak.” The Acknowledged one spoke. “Okay Headcount. But first we’ll need names. Acknowledged one we’ll do you first.” The one with Authority, I could sense a bit of dread coursing in the Acknowledged one flesh. “No, No, I’m fine.” “I’d think you carry a lot of knowledge, but we have yet to see you or how you are in combat. How do you fare in melee?” The Acknowledged one nervously spoke.
“Not one for combat, but my breath has to charge through dimensional rings for a proper attack, I open a rift through my body to change an environment, mostly my abilities aren’t consist in my teeth or claws so I just stand in place, I manipulate my flesh to produce protection against weapons, I can foresee things in combat and have countermeasures through manipulating the rift inside me and change myself but it takes time.”
“Wait.” The Comedian spoke up. “Are you saying that you suck at melee fighting, all you have are these strange abilities that don’t make sense and only rely on them?” The Acknowledged one stuttered. “You’d be correct.” “So You're A Nerd Out Of Us!!!” The Comedian laughed hysterically on his own as the rest had no idea what he said than the thousands of souls. “ The Comedian says you're weak.” “I Am Not Weak!! I’m Powerful.” The Acknowledged one roared. “You are powerful, but you're so weak. You can’t even fight, I bet you're also smaller than the rest of Us.” The Comedian chuckled, toying the Acknowledged one.
“I Am Not Small “Comedian”!!!” “Aww, tiny little, itty bitty Nerd is mad. Do you still have your egg shell, tiny Nerd?” “I Do Not Have An Eggshell, I Was Born From A Dimensional Rift!!!” The Acknowledged one Roared.
The Comedian continued chuckling. “A Dimensional Rift Egg, and I bet you keep it in your lair tiny Nerd. You know, Nerd really suits you.” “I Am Not A Nerd!! I Am A Interdimensional Beast That Is More Aware of Other Realities Than Your Tiny Rock Mind Can Comprehend.” “Nerd.” The Comedian taunted clearly angering the Acknowledged one. “No.” The Acknowledged growled. “Nerd.” “No!!” “Nerd.” “Shut Up Comedian!!”
“Nerd is a bit much, how about “Librarian”?” The one spoke like wind in trees. “Yes, that name works better than what the Comedian has.” “Awww.” The Comedian said with the tone of a Child. “Eh, I’ll just call you Nerd.” “Liberian it is then.” The one with Authority spoke agreed along with the rest except Comedian.
“Wow, Nerd you’ve got a name now.” Comedian teased me as I could feel Librarian’s rage rising like a tsunami. “Father.” Another voice spoke up with a nervous tone. “Why are you like this?” “Son!! How’s my ugly ray of sunshine?” The Son sighed in disappointment. “Will you never let up on that?” “What?” The Comedian chuckled. “I said “Ugly Ray of Sunshine”, and of course you outgrew your ugliness.”
“Father I love you, but if you even-.” The Comedian laughed at his son. “Or You’ll Kill Me? You couldn’t even kill a few bugs when you were Younger and still.”
“Are you my Grandfather?” Another voice spoke hesitantly. The Comedian gasped. “A Grandson!!! So you are carrying our bloodline.”
The Son replied. “Okay, there are times that I question if by blood you are my father. Two: my son is not of my blood, but I do love him.” The Grandchild quickly replied to his Father. “I love you too, father. I missed you since you-died to bring me back and protect me from that beast. Are you alright?” “I’m fine son, I’m just glad your-.” Suddenly I could feel my body rocking, I was waking up. “The Body is Gaining Consciousness. Something Must Be Wrong Outside.” The Acknowledged one announced, I awoke feeling the entire boat shake and shift. I rushed up with bread crumbs, bits of cheese, and remnants of tomato juice on my naked body.
I looked outside as I was being caught in a massive storm, the boat was unstable and before I could reach the controls a huge tidal wave sent the boat over, tossing me back into the ocean. Though I was somehow unconscious, again I was able to witness my body floating through the eyes of the souls around it. I was able to see a nearby island, yet somehow this island was familiar.
