GTAG Chapter 15: The Savage World
Godzilla pushed forward and soon came upon a colossal pit before him.
It was hundreds of meters across and so deep the bottom could not be seen.
But creatures were already crawling out of it.
The moment they surfaced, they caught sight of Godzilla—and bolted in terror. They scattered like frightened rats, desperate to get away as fast as possible.
The sight left Godzilla stunned.
He had encountered many beings before, but never had he seen creatures so utterly terrified at first glance.
Even the Xenomorphs would at least attack once, only retreating after realizing they could not defeat him.
Godzilla even suspected that if he hadn't relocated and absorbed the genes of another unknown creature, Xenomorphs across the planet would have swarmed him eventually.
This only deepened his curiosity about the world on the other side of the rift.
It looked like a savage world—primitive, without human civilization.
The thought excited him.
He hoped it would not disappoint.
Godzilla lowered his gaze to the bottom of the pit, where a great crack split the earth wide open.
From within, thick fog poured endlessly outward.
But now, perhaps sensing his presence, the creatures beyond dared not emerge.
If his guess was correct, everything within a wide range on the other side was fleeing for its life.
The crack was even larger than he imagined.
Big enough that he could pass through it himself.
Yet Godzilla did not step inside.
Such unstable passages could not be trusted.
He would rather rely on rifts he tore open himself.
Seeing the fissure with his own eyes was enough—he had locked onto the coordinates of that world.
With his power, he could cross over easily, and with less energy consumption too.
After all, the two worlds were already connected.
But instead of entering through the fissure, Godzilla moved several kilometers away before opening his own gateway.
He wasn't about to risk being torn apart by unstable spatial forces.
Shhh—
When the light faded, Godzilla found himself surrounded by a vast jungle.
Trees towered hundreds of meters high.
Some were so massive they rose to half his own height.
Such colossal trees were rare—and here they stretched on as far as the eye could see.
Crash.
Godzilla's sudden arrival snapped countless trunks, sending flocks of giant birds screeching into the air.
He noticed immediately—those birds were enormous, far larger than anything on his own world.
And these might not even be the largest species here.
Roar!
A furious cry reached his ears.
Through the falling trees, the source revealed itself.
A creature with multiple limbs, a triangular head, and a mouth lined with gleaming fangs. It resembled a monstrous insect magnified to titanic size.
But the moment its three pairs of triangular eyes saw Godzilla, it shrieked and bolted—fleeing at several times the speed it had arrived.
Large size did not always mean great power. But a creature that big was never weak.
Still, this one barely reached half of Godzilla's height—fifty meters at most.
No wonder it ran.
What else could it do, wait to be eaten?
But Godzilla would not simply let it go.
Blue light pulsed along the plates on his back and chest. He unleashed a searing atomic beam from his jaws, striking the fleeing beast mid-torso.
In an instant, it was sliced clean in half, the blast setting the forest ablaze.
Flames spread rapidly.
Godzilla made no effort to put them out—not that he could.
He stomped over to the charred body, finding it still clinging to life.
With one crushing step, he ended it.
This was the first monster he had encountered in this savage world. He did not yet know its rank here, but clearly it had ruled this territory.
For such a vast region of jungle to be its domain, it could not have been weak.
Godzilla glanced at the corpse, tore off a bite, then discarded it.
He moved on without care.
He no longer needed food to survive. His digestive system existed only to extract genetic material from what he consumed.
The real pity was that these corpses had no flavor at all. One of life's pleasures, absent.
Each step he took shook the earth. Countless beasts and birds fled before him.
But when a creature caught his interest, a single atomic beam cut it down before it could escape.
Thus, Godzilla carved his way through the endless jungle, emerging at last onto a sprawling grassland.
On the way, he had slain and devoured many strange beasts.
Some were twisted ground-dwellers. Others were massive birds.
Even those that kept their distance were not safe—once his radar locked on, his breath brought them down.
Still, his hunts were not without frustration.
More than once, the prey he had slain from afar was dragged off by other beasts before he could reach it.
The dense forest canopy made it hard to track long distances.
It infuriated him.
Even if it cost him little effort, he would not tolerate other creatures stealing his kills.
So he adjusted his atomic breath.
The radiation it carried increased several times over.
Now, any creature struck by it would have its DNA shattered, leaving nothing but rotten, useless flesh.
But to scavengers, those meals would become deadly poison.
A fitting punishment for thieves.
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