The Kaiju (short story)

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I could feel everything. It was awful. I just wanted to go back to be nothing. I didn't want to exist in this awful world. Why in the world would decide to bring a giant monster like me to life?

I knew I was stronger than them, these small wiggly sticks. But I also felt the pain they had inflicted upon me. I didn't want to do anything for these small creatures, who would after what they put me through.

They let me outside, it was hot. There was so much chaos just from these tiny creatures, so much destruction. The heat felt nice though. The warmth was nothing like I had ever felt.

I ignored the screams of the creatures below and ambled over to this comfortable looking rock. It was scorching hot and it was wonderful. I curled up on top of it and took a nice long nap.

The tiny creatures didn't seem to like that very much, so, whenever they got close, I slid my tail across the ground. They didn't bother me again after the third time. After that it was a blissful sleep and I didn't exist anymore. No more pain.

And then it was over. My eyes opened and there was a growl resonating from my large body. This was a different kind of pain but I still didn't like it. I looked around at the small beings in front of me and they all ran in fear. Well now what am I to do? How do I make it go away?

I didn't have to ponder for long because the creatures came back carrying large brown things with slimy things inside. The slimy things smelled amazing. I snatched them up and threw the entire thing into my mouth. It wasn't enough. I let out a mighty roar and the creatures scattered, hopefully to find me more of those delicious slimy things.

It took longer this time, but eventually they were back. I snatched the brown things again, but this time I just threw in their contents. The brown things didn't taste very good. That was more like it.

I fell back into sleep and reveled in it. It seemed the small creatures had given up on making me do what they wanted which was great for me. All I had to do was look hungry and they got me fish. It seemed they were doing what I wanted instead of the other way around. I could live like this. This existence wouldn't be so bad.

Published 10/7/24

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