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20,000 Years Ago, The Hight Of The Last Ice Age. Godzilla Was Younger Then. His Dorsal Fins Were Simple And Pointed, He's Warm-Blooded Unlike Almost All Other Reptiles, But Even So, The Temperatures Dropped Low Enough That He Wasn't Having It. He Trudged Through The Fridget Landscapes, Few Animals Were Around. There Had Been Many Ice Ages He Had Lived Through But This Was The Coldest One Yet. Ice Built Around His Body Like The Mountains, He Had Little Choice But To Find A Place To Shelter. There Was Only One Place Where A Creature Like Him Could Get Out Of The Blizzards. The Sea. His Kind Had Evolved To Live In The Sea, So Hopefully It Wouldn't Be Too Cold Underwater. Godzilla Managed To Find The Coastline, The Snow Stopped From Accumulating By The Waves. He Frustratingly Roared Into The Sky Before Wading Into The Bay.

SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEONGEKEEH!

His Tail Rose High One Last Time, Then Slipped Under. Godzilla Dov To The Deepest Parts Of The Ocean, Closer To The Hydrothermal Vents Where The Ice That Painfully Accumulated In His Gills Finally Melted. From There Through The Dawn Of Civilization, Godzilla Would Remain In The Deep Waters Of The Mariana Trench. He Would Bathe In The Warms Waters Around The Chimnies And Ascend To The Edges Of The Trench To Sift Small Organisms In The Sand. His Dorsal Fins Shattered In That Time, And New Stronger Spikes Would Take Their Place.

Now He Begins To Rediscover The Surface World. He Wants To Know More About Land That Altered Greatly. But One Thing Stays With Him. That Other G From Earlier. What Did It Want?

Description
20,000 Years Ago, The Hight Of The Last Ice Age. Godzilla Was Younger Then. His Dorsal Fins Were Simple And Pointed, He's Warm-Blooded Unlike Almost All Other Reptiles, But Even So, The Temperatures Dropped Low Enough That He Wasn't Having It. He Trudged Through The Fridget Landscapes, Few Animals Were Around. There Had Been Many Ice Ages He Had Lived Through But This Was The Coldest One Yet. Ice Built Around His Body Like The Mountains, He Had Little Choice But To Find A Place To Shelter. There Was Only One Place Where A Creature Like Him Could Get Out Of The Blizzards. The Sea. His Kind Had Evolved To Live In The Sea, So Hopefully It Wouldn't Be Too Cold Underwater. Godzilla Managed To Find The Coastline, The Snow Stopped From Accumulating By The Waves. He Frustratingly Roared Into The Sky Before Wading Into The Bay.

SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEONGEKEEH!

His Tail Rose High One Last Time, Then Slipped Under. Godzilla Dov To The Deepest Parts Of The Ocean, Closer To The Hydrothermal Vents Where The Ice That Painfully Accumulated In His Gills Finally Melted. From There Through The Dawn Of Civilization, Godzilla Would Remain In The Deep Waters Of The Mariana Trench. He Would Bathe In The Warms Waters Around The Chimnies And Ascend To The Edges Of The Trench To Sift Small Organisms In The Sand. His Dorsal Fins Shattered In That Time, And New Stronger Spikes Would Take Their Place.

Now He Begins To Rediscover The Surface World. He Wants To Know More About Land That Altered Greatly. But One Thing Stays With Him. That Other G From Earlier. What Did It Want?