Eyes of Rage:
A lone survivor of a terrible fate, climbing the mountain with the scorched wounds and claw marks mixed with the pecks transforming him, his sabertooth, the last two to survive the Dodorex. They climbed the mountain to where no creature would go, the air so thin she needed an…
A lone survivor of a terrible fate, climbing the mountain with the scorched wounds and claw marks mixed with the pecks transforming him, his sabertooth, the last two to survive the Dodorex. They climbed the mountain to where no creature would go, the air so thin she needed an oxygen tank from her previous encounter. Her sabertooth was used to high altitudes but even he was struggling to get any air. It was so high that not even a bird call could be heard, for no one would ever trek this far. Shotgun in hand, shield on back, she climbed on whilst riding her sabertooth, moving swiftly and very carefully. They had neared the peak, a long flat opening with skulls and worshipping fires littered the top, food from rituals and bones from humans who thought of it as a god, and they weren’t far off. Scribbled texts reading “Godzilla” and “God of Revenge” with descriptions of a beast with jagged teeth and armor made of horns, metal, polymer fabric, and human skulls with nodes shoved into their heads. It’s black skin and glowing moss from its thousand year reign were easy to spot. Scars and flesh ripped off. Many descriptions of it being defeated and then rising to crush those who opposed the fury of god itself. One last one covered a large section and had the words “We have defeated the god itself! Praise humanity t-.” It ended abruptly with a missing chunk and blood, frozen solid from the freezing cold. Marie looked at the peak for she had finally made it. She could now see her tribe’s village and she started getting her parachute out of her large backpack in her sabertooth’s saddle until the bright sun that looked so close became a dark nightmare. The sun fell as night came and she saw it. The moon wasn’t filled with the Dododex’ devilish glare, but now one more sinister. A jaw, ripped and unhinged. A head with teeth like machetes. The eye, glowing with a burning crimson. The moon was covered with blood as the ground began to shake. Out of a cave below the peak, IT appeared. Godzilla. The moss, glowing a bright gold. It had been sleeping for hundreds of years but now had something to watch. She shots at it and sent her mount to ravage it and they knocked it down. She tried to jump off with her parachute but it got stuck on something. Godzilla had gotten back up and grappled it’s claws into the parachute, the other, piercing the very creature she used to get up to the mountain’s top. God itself looked into her eyes as it dug into her mount. It’s eyes glowing a bright crimson with hatred and malaise for every other creatures puny and pitiful lives. He could never die. The giganotosaurus was the embodiment of negativity caused by humans, and it was our for her blood. A deathly screech filled the peak as it echoes through the void below, it’s roar like the thunder that stabs the earth, it’s eyes like the lightning that scars it. It had survived for so long without food and living off mear meters of air. It had chunks of its flesh ripped out and it’s organs, exposed. Yet it couldn’t die, no, it was never meant to die. It gave it her one last good look as she sent her data to her tribe through cameras. CRUNCH. She was gone. Just like all the others, she looked away from the gods and tried to create and destroy like them, but they were never mortal… they are what created us… they are our true kings… to look away from the truth is to blind ourselves and walk into heh darkness… avoid the light, fear it, for it does not fear you…” and, that was all that the data said. It looks like this story, has come to a close.
-Punisher