GTAG Chapter 45: Kill
Just as Godzilla finished unleashing another atomic breath and was preparing the next shot, his vision flickered.
In the blink of an eye, he was pulled back to the starting point—back beneath the ocean surface.
"..."
It seemed one of his blasts had accidentally struck an Alpha, triggering a reset of time.
Godzilla rose once more, locked onto Omega's position through his senses, and fired another beam.
He wanted to see just how many times Omega could keep dodging him.
From then on, it became a tedious shooting game.
Endless atomic breath strikes, monotonous yet relentless.
Even though the attacks felt repetitive, Godzilla still gained something from the process.
In the past, he had never bothered much with accuracy.
Inside his biological radar's range, he was flawless—a sharpshooter who never missed. But beyond that range, accuracy plummeted.
His aim dropped off drastically, and any hits outside his radar range had been pure luck.
Now, even though his accuracy hadn't improved much—because honestly, he had no good way to fix it—he discovered something new.
He could now sense exactly where his atomic breath landed. In other words, he had learned its effective range.
With that, after testing the distance between himself and Omega, Godzilla adjusted his output.
He found the most efficient energy level—just enough to hit Omega, but without wasting excess power.
This cut down both his attack time and increased his firing frequency.
But for Omega, this was a nightmare.
Before, when Godzilla's beam struck nearby, Omega had about a minute to reposition and dodge early.
Now that window was cut in half.
It was far more dangerous.
In desperation, Omega even commanded three Alphas to wrap around its body, forming a crude shield.
But Omega was far too massive, and three Alphas were nowhere near enough to cover it.
The sense of insecurity gnawed at Omega.
It wanted to summon every Alpha back for protection, but that was impossible.
Alphas were critical for commanding the lower swarms—they couldn't all just abandon their roles. These three only remained because Omega had insisted for its own safety.
Now, Omega could only pray it killed an Alpha before Godzilla's attack landed. Even a fraction of a second would be enough to reset time again.
But three small Alphas couldn't cover everything. Gaps remained between them, leaving Omega exposed.
…
Time reset once more. Cage rushed to find Rita, and together they went to Dr. Carter.
Cage laid out his deductions. Carter's wide-eyed stare showed he was overwhelmed by the sheer weight of it.
After some discussion, they reached a grim conclusion:
This time, Omega was likely doomed.
Even with the power to restart time, it couldn't win against this alien predator.
The predator could fail endlessly. Omega could not fail once.
Unless Omega left the planet, its fate was sealed. It would become prey.
But if leaving were possible, Omega would have fled long ago. None of the aliens had evolved spaceflight, let alone interstellar travel.
This time, Cage didn't go to General Brigham. He stayed with Rita and Carter.
Because this was no longer his fight.
It was a war between alien titans—far beyond what a single human could control.
"The time has come," Cage suddenly said.
He didn't explain, but Rita and Carter understood.
The alien predator had emerged from the sea to strike at Omega again.
Half an hour later, time reset once more. On Earth, no one could resist the power of time itself.
When Godzilla returned to the starting point, he surfaced and attacked Omega again.
This time, his sense for it was sharper. Within minutes, his blast struck Omega.
But Omega's shield of Alphas absorbed the hit—the Alphas died before Omega itself did.
No matter. Godzilla would simply try again.
And each loop, the time it took him to kill Omega grew shorter.
After countless resets, one of his blasts finally connected true. Godzilla sensed Omega's life force vanish.
At the same time, he felt another being infused with time energy begin to weaken.
A surge of triumph filled him. He dove into the water, transforming into his fastest aquatic form, and surged forward.
Godzilla swam across half an ocean in record time, reaching the shore before shifting back into his land form.
At the site of Omega's death, he saw no body. That didn't surprise him. He knew Omega's corpse lay buried underground.
Digging with his razor claws, the earth split apart like mountains collapsing.
Each swipe sent tons of rock and soil flying, forming two small hills around him in seconds.
Soon, underground tunnels came into view.
Some of them still glowed with molten lava, tunnels carved by his previous atomic blasts.
Godzilla dug deeper, until he unearthed a passage littered with alien corpses—Omega's body among them.
Omega's lower right flank was missing, vaporized by Godzilla's beam. Beside it, one of those lava-filled tunnels burned like a scar.
Ignoring the twisted, steel-like husks of lesser aliens, Godzilla carefully lifted Omega's corpse from the rubble.
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