───「 GODZILLA POV 」───
In the ancient Paleogene era, Titans known as the Rainbow Serpents fought for territory on top of Australia.
They separated mountains and seas, interrupted the springs of rivers in their struggles, causing immeasurable harm to all things.
Until one day, Godzilla came.
Accompanied by another Titan, it joined the great battle among the Rainbow Serpents, killing five hostile serpents in the center of the continent with other great serpents.
At that time, Godzilla placed the bodies of the deceased Rainbow Serpents at the foot of Ayers Rock. Later, these huge skeletons were given other names by future humans.
Such as the Wunambi Snake under the Ayers Rock in Australian legends, which is the name given to the exposed remains of Titans after being seen by humans.
People feared them, revered them, gave names to the remains, and called them the Wunambi Snake.
At the same time, they also worshiped other Titans, giving names to Titans such as Wingard, Yurlungur, and Aingana, but over the long years, the names gradually faded from memory, and the Titans named by humans were also hunted down.
The remains of the hunted Titans have turned to ashes along with the most important cities in the nuclear war.
However, beneath Ayers Rock, the remains of the former Wunambi Snakes are still buried deep, waiting quietly.
Ayers Rock is thousands of kilometers away from where Godzilla is, with large stretches of forests in between.
It took Godzilla quite some time to walk until it reached the desert, where it dared to run at supersonic speed and rushed towards Ayers Rock.
Satellites in the sky monitored every move of Godzilla.
But Godzilla paid no attention, maintaining twice the speed of sound as it circled around the rock and then exerted considerable effort to stop itself.
Here we are.
The dark brown gigantic rock stood before Godzilla, towering at 350 meters high, over 3000 meters long, and 2000 meters wide. Despite its immense size, it didn't appear small in front of Godzilla at all. It stood silently, enduring the wind and frost for countless years.
If it weren't for Godzilla's series of mountain-building movements, it should have been the largest intact rock on the planet's surface.
But now, after Godzilla's great feats of strength, this huge and weathered rock had fallen about fifty places in the ranking.
But that didn't matter. Its grandeur remained unchanged as it stood there silently, from ancient times to the present.
As Godzilla approached the rock, it lowered its head, offering a gesture of reverence unique to them. Because Godzilla remembered, back when it and its friends were still growing, the young Titans used to play on this giant rock.
Although the traces of that time had been erased by time, in Godzilla's memory, it still remembered the existence of this rock.
Now, it was exactly the same as it was in its memories from billions of years ago.
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, Godzilla began to dig downwards with its hands.
This was where it had once buried its old friends, where their skeletons lay.
Initially, they hadn't buried them very deep, only about ten to thirty meters underground.
During occasional geological activities, even humans could see the skeletons from the surface.
It was much easier than expected. After just a dozen or so digs, Godzilla's hands encountered something hard.
Those were the remains of Titans, the final relics left by the great serpents known as Wunambi on this planet.
Unfortunately, they were already in a state of ruin.
Clearing away the sand and soil between its fingers, Godzilla revealed pieces of white bones, all broken into fragments.
This was hardly surprising, considering that Godzilla had been the one to kill these Titans with its own breath.
There weren't many bones left. It only took about ten minutes for Godzilla to completely clean up the skeletons of the five serpents. Godzilla could easily grasp all these bones with one hand.
During the great battle tens of millions of years ago, most of the serpent's skeletons had been pulverized. Now, naturally, there wouldn't be much left.
And remember, an average Titan was only a fraction of Godzilla's size.
A tiny fraction. It was a simple matter to grab them all with one hand.
Should it go back now? Or continue deeper?
After setting aside the remains of the five Titans, Godzilla looked at the ground beneath its feet, contemplating whether to use its breath to create a path. Now was the perfect time to explore the underground remains. If it went back or went elsewhere to create a path, it would waste even more time.
Perhaps it was just a coincidence, or perhaps it was some kind of predestined fate.
In Godzilla's Earth-Wide Radar, the remains beneath Ayers Rock were the closest and shallowest among all the remains, buried only about six thousand meters deep.
Compared to the usual tens of thousands of meters, this was already quite close. If it dug here, it should be able to easily reach below.
But— Ayers Rock was right above them. To make a path, it would have to use its breath to blast it open.
Blowing up a natural wonder?
Or spend more effort to break through deeper layers of soil?
Godzilla remembered its memories, what it had done on this giant rock before. This used to be the playground of young Titans.
And now…
They were all gone.
A blue light flashed in its mouth, and the rock that had stood for billions of years exploded with a thunderous roar, as if it were the most violent landslide, reverberating through the sky!
Memories, after all, would come to an end.
Whether it was a wonder or not, it ultimately needed life to reminisce about it.
Since they no longer existed, in the end, the rock was just an ordinary stone.
Melting six thousand meters and tens of thousands of meters of the crust would cause vastly different levels of harm.
Especially in Australia, with its intact ecosystem, if extreme earthquakes or changes in terrain harmed its children, it would be a complete reversal of priorities for Godzilla.
Memories, in the end, should be shattered if they would affect the survival of life.
Godzilla's breath blasted open the soil that had stood for billions of years, its breath continuously penetrating downwards, while the surrounding ground began to expand outward!
Boom—
The immense impact swept across all directions. In the desert, Godzilla added another sin to humanity's culpability.
The breath created a sun shining in all directions.