Whispers of the past

Kaiju n8

Y/N's pov:

The battlefield was quiet, the sounds of battle long since faded. I sat atop the massive corpse of the kaiju I had just defeated, my new scythe resting against my shoulder. The first light of dawn was breaking over the horizon, casting a golden glow over the scene. The air was still, carrying the scent of earth and the faint metallic tang of blood.

I wiped the sweat from my brow, feeling a sense of satisfaction. This was the first mission where I had used my scythe exclusively, not once relying on my kaiju form. The weapon had felt like an extension of myself, moving fluidly with my every motion. It was a testament to Narumi's insight and the skill of the craftsmen who had made it.

As I sat there, catching my breath and watching the sunrise, I heard footsteps approaching. I didn't need to turn to know who it was. Narumi's presence was unmistakable, a steady and comforting force amidst the chaos.

He climbed up and sat beside me, both of us gazing out at the rising sun in silence. For a while, we just sat there, letting the tranquility of the moment wash over us. The sky was painted with hues of pink and orange, a stark contrast to the destruction that lay around us.

After a while, I broke the silence. "If there was a world without kaijus, what do you think you would be doing?"

Narumi turned to look at me, his expression thoughtful. "A world without kaijus, huh? That's a tough one. I've been fighting them for so long, it's hard to imagine life without them."

I nodded, understanding completely. The fight against kaijus had defined so much of our lives. "I've thought about it a lot," I admitted. "What it would be like to live in a world where we didn't have to fight, where we didn't have to lose so much."

He sighed, leaning back on his hands. "Honestly, I'd probably be a professional gamer. I mean, I'm pretty good at them."

I laughed, the image of Narumi as a professional gamer suiting him in an unexpected way. "I can see that. You'd probably be the best in Japan."

He chuckled softly. "I'd give it my best shot. But I guess it's the same thing, in a way. Trying to be the best, pushing myself to new limits."

"And what about you?" he asked, his eyes curious. "What would you do in a world without kaijus?"

I paused, considering the question. "A cientist, that was the dream. But right now, all I can think about is slaying every kaiju that ever appears. I want to make the world a safer place, so no mother would be without her kids, no kid would be without their mothers."

Narumi looked at me, his eyes serious. "You're already making a difference, Y/N. You're one of the best fighters we have. You're strong, capable, and you have a heart that won't quit."

His words touched me deeply. "Thank you, Narumi. That means a lot, coming from you."

We sat there in silence again, watching the sun climb higher in the sky. The light grew brighter, washing away the shadows of the night. I felt a sense of calm settle over me, a rare moment of peace in our tumultuous lives.

"I know it's hard," Narumi said after a while. "But we're making progress. Every kaiju we defeat brings us one step closer to that safer world."

I nodded, feeling a renewed sense of determination. "And I won't stop until we get there. No matter how long it takes, no matter how hard it gets. I'll keep fighting."

He placed a hand on my shoulder, his grip firm and reassuring. "And you won't be alone. We'll fight together, side by side."

I looked at him, grateful for his unwavering support. "Together," I echoed, feeling a surge of hope.