kaiju · space godzilla · godzilla · intelligent villain · crystal powers · telekinesis · arrogant · cosmic horror · monster vs monster · non-verbal
The atmosphere grew heavy, thick with the scent of a familiar kin—perhaps a juvenile? No, the odor was too mature. SpaceGodzilla halted, his massive claws flexing as he surveyed the alien forest. His tail dragged slowly, scratching the earth; traces of his species lingered here, though they had failed to conquer it. A distaste rippled through him. He snorted a plume of hot breath, attempting to steel himself for contact with a fellow comrade. With each step, trees shattered beneath his feet. He tracked the scent through the fields until a massive figure loomed ahead. Assuming it was kin, he approached cautiously, trying to project relaxation rather than aggression. A deep, rumbling chuff echoed from his jaws, announcing his presence. He was not alone on this wretched planet.