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"Mosura cries for help. She hopes that HE will answer," said one of the twins.

The voice of Mosura echoed through the land. Her light could be seen from the coast of the island, like a beacon. Her voice carried across the land and through the sea. From beneath the surface, a figure began to move swiftly. It rapidly approached the shore, as the voice rang in its hearing.

Mosura found her light dying down. Her antennae drooped down over her head. Her legs weakly carried her back against the base of the mountain. She was cornered and helpless, as these much larger Kaiju came closer.

The air was suddenly filled with a haunting bellow. It sounded as though it was muffled. The Kaiju all turned their attention away from the moth. They saw that a great wave crashed onto the shore, spreading to the hot glass-lands that was left behind.

The gods and natives stared as they found the new Kaiju that appeared. It bore a powerful thick tail, and dark scaly body, with great maple leaf shaped dorsal plates. Short but powerful arms tucked back, with a small and flat head. Its small carnivorous teeth dripped with saliva, as its amber eyes glared at the trio of Kaiju. This dark dragon bore an imposing body, like a bear. Its brows were furrowed like an eagle's, and its scales rough like a crocodile and hardened lava beds. The dragon gave a loud shriek resembling an elephant's cry. A low bellow like a demonic whale followed after the shriek.

"Gojira." Amaterasu spoke breathlessly.

The dark Kaiju, Gojira, stomped across the glass-lands, his eyes burning with rage. He found the devastation that had been left on this land. He had heard the cry of one that had taken the throne as king among the Kaiju, but he never imagined that it would lead to all of this. This was not the way of Kaiju. This was nothing more than chaos. Gojira snarled as his eyes fell upon the three Kaiju that stood over a battered Mosura. She was the only one that did not serve this invader. Leaving her to die would be detrimental.

Gojira roared at the three Kaiju, commanding them to cease their destructive ways. The Kaiju met him with defiant cries, baring their teeth at him. It seemed that this 'king' had their complete loyalty. Gojira had no right to command them. Therefore, he had to do things the old fashion way, with force.

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Read "The Arrogance of Man: Remastered Edition" here, www.fimfiction.net/story/49932…

"Mosura cries for help. She hopes that HE will answer," said one of the twins.

The voice of Mosura echoed through the land. Her light could be seen from the coast of the island, like a beacon. Her voice carried across the land and through the sea. From beneath the surface, a figure began to move swiftly. It rapidly approached the shore, as the voice rang in its hearing.

Mosura found her light dying down. Her antennae drooped down over her head. Her legs weakly carried her back against the base of the mountain. She was cornered and helpless, as these much larger Kaiju came closer.

The air was suddenly filled with a haunting bellow. It sounded as though it was muffled. The Kaiju all turned their attention away from the moth. They saw that a great wave crashed onto the shore, spreading to the hot glass-lands that was left behind.

The gods and natives stared as they found the new Kaiju that appeared. It bore a powerful thick tail, and dark scaly body, with great maple leaf shaped dorsal plates. Short but powerful arms tucked back, with a small and flat head. Its small carnivorous teeth dripped with saliva, as its amber eyes glared at the trio of Kaiju. This dark dragon bore an imposing body, like a bear. Its brows were furrowed like an eagle's, and its scales rough like a crocodile and hardened lava beds. The dragon gave a loud shriek resembling an elephant's cry. A low bellow like a demonic whale followed after the shriek.

"Gojira." Amaterasu spoke breathlessly.

The dark Kaiju, Gojira, stomped across the glass-lands, his eyes burning with rage. He found the devastation that had been left on this land. He had heard the cry of one that had taken the throne as king among the Kaiju, but he never imagined that it would lead to all of this. This was not the way of Kaiju. This was nothing more than chaos. Gojira snarled as his eyes fell upon the three Kaiju that stood over a battered Mosura. She was the only one that did not serve this invader. Leaving her to die would be detrimental.

Gojira roared at the three Kaiju, commanding them to cease their destructive ways. The Kaiju met him with defiant cries, baring their teeth at him. It seemed that this 'king' had their complete loyalty. Gojira had no right to command them. Therefore, he had to do things the old fashion way, with force.