Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2014 4:45 am
Wounded, exhausted, defeated, he hauled himself out of the tumultuous sea. They had fought desperately to drive him away. Merciless, they wielded weapons made in 'his honor.' He found himself forced onto a freakish, strange world unlike everything he had known. In pain, he looked for rest. What he found was not rest. Armies came to greet him. Their assaults were just as fierce and determined. He struggled with strength he didn't have, in a rage. His world had driven him away. This world wanted him dead. He receded to the water. In neither land nor sea could Godzilla dwell.