Kaiju Maker Novels & Stories

And by the time the first innings was over, my voice was starting to hurt from all of the chants I'd gotten caught up in. "Do they sell drinks or anything?" I asked, scanning my surroundings for a stall of some sort. "Yeah there should be someone walking around with that stuff," Conner joined my search. "There he is." I followed his gaze, my eyes landing on a young guy who was going up and down the aisles with his portable food cart. "Wait, people actually do that?" I asked excitedly. "I thought that was just in the movies." "Are you talking about the wiener dude?" Nikki joined the conversation. "He's the best."

The figure was tall and imposing, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. “Who are you?” Kai demanded, his eyes narrowing as he faced the new threat. The figure stepped forward, its voice a cold whisper. “I am the harbinger of the God Giant Statue of Destroyers. Your battle with Fen is meaningless. The true threat is yet to come.” Kai’s heart pounded in his chest. The prophecy was coming true. The God Giant Statue of Destroyers was a mythical being of immense power, capable of laying waste to entire worlds. If this harbinger was any indication, their battle was far from over.

"So was I. But I was a failed project. Left to die in the woods. The woman Kia thinks is his mother, she stole him when he was small. That was why they were always after him and her." My thoughts raced. This couldn’t be true. It made no sense. But I couldn’t ignore the way her jaw tightened when she spoke and I couldn't help but believe her with the emotions I saw in her eyes. "Why?" I asked. "Why was Kia made?" Her face darkened as she stared at the floor. "He’s a weapon," she said bitterly. "A perfect creation. Built to start a new species." I flinched at the venom in her voice.

Otherwise, you'll regret it! When Caelum said that, he took out a specially made firearm and slammed it on the table before him. The firearms were a genetic weapon made from Country A. It was specially created to counter martial arts warriors, and they were incredibly terrifying. Harvey did not even glance at it and said, "Gaspar's getting old, and he's exploiting his age. But seeing that we're supposed to pay respect to our elderly, I won't kill him. But for you… Do you think I'm too scared to kill you?"

They are detected by me ahead of time to gather information. Kuisinbos are creatures that are either living things or non-living things. They are like zombies. 'Kuishinbo' means devourers. Once they get close to you, they will swallow your whole being. Nothing will be left. Your entire existence will be eaten, and that is why they were also called existence eaters. However, kuishinbos cannot devour their own, and that concept is used against them. The ashes left by the kuishinbos when they are killed are used to make weapons, construct houses, clothing items, and such. These ashes are mixed with the usual raw materials to create something that can ward off kuishinbos. The more ashes that a t

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" I press down hard. All around us, the sound of breaking stones and shells scratching along a metal surface screams in my ears. Covering them with my hands I watch in horror as we rise from the depths of the chasm by breaking a hole in the surface above us. Everything in our path is destroyed, the palace, and most of the sea floor. As we rise above the water level even taller and higher. When we stop moving, we are so high that the queen's ships look like tiny insects by our feet. Kora begins to cackle. "I'm going to miss the study, but this is going to be easy," she laughs. "My father was a Mad Genius after all." "Where are we? It feels like I am flying while sitting still. She asks me to

In their hands, they dragged weapons—a massive rotary saw, a pile-driver hammer, and a flamethrower. "Titan-Class Sentry Units," Ben whispered, trembling. "Pre-war siege breakers. Mr. Jack... our contract didn't cover 'Kaiju battles'." I struggled to my feet, clutching my useless left arm. "Ben, add it to the bill."

It was just simply unimaginable for him. “Affirmative, Maru.” Madame Ais replied. The eloquence earlier was no more and her words reverted once more to its mechanical answers. “Is there someone stronger than a level 10 cultivator, Madame Ais?” Maru continued to ask. His thirst for knowledge was awakened with the uncertainty he felt during their discussion. “Affirmative, Maru. Above level 10 cultivators are the Makers. They can create realms and design it at will.” Madame Ais responded.

I use my magic to conjure a table of weapons in front of Damian. “Choose your weapon!” I shout down at him. Damian comes to the table to pick out two swords with serrated blades. This man sure did love his swords. I nod at a servant of mine to ready himself to pull a lever. “Release the Kaiju!” And with that my servant pulls the lever. *Damian*