“Hii!” “Monster!”
Pandemonia. All around Tokyo erupts into flames as scores of humanity began fleeing, pushing past and bruising one another. Amidst it all one lone 10 year old Japanese girl stands, her gaze unwavering. A 100m in stature Japanese girl with brown hair stands looking down at the fleeing masses.
Oh my. The props team must’ve really gone up and beyond! Sakura thought to herself as she reached out and grabbed a handful. They’re all squirming, she notes as she lifts up the ‘props’ to her mouth.
“Aaaah.”
The young giantess bellows as she slowly tilts her hand. To the few humans cognizant enough to look into their captor’s eyes and notice the timbre of her voice they quickly realize her sleep like nature. Wait. Is that Sakura? Why does this giantess look so much like cute Sakura? The crowd of humanity screams and begs on Sakura’s palm but their cries go to deaf ears. A couple don’t bother and an even select few become aware of the truth of the situation. This young giantess isn’t acting how a predator would. She is simply acting. …crap! For what should’ve been a reassuring moment of clarity quickly spurs into full terror as they also then remember in most of the films starring Sakura she also ate the props, the only difference this time however is that these ‘props’ aren’t just pieces on a set.
“Reporting Live here in Tokyo. Yes I know it’s hard to believe but what you’re witnessing right now is no special effect. We are in fact being attacked by-”
The news reporter stammers as she takes a double glance. It then dawns on her that she knows this giantess. Practically everyone did and who wouldn’t? Beloved Sakura with hundreds of adoring fans. Cute Sakura who brings a smile to crowds the world over. Feisty Sakura and the many theatrical plots she’s been in.
“Sakura?!?”
“Mmm. Tasty.” Sakura licks her lips as she swallows the props she had dropped into her mouth. Up until this point Sakura had just believed she was on set. Roar. Attack the city-set, grab a couple of the human props and eat them. As the ‘props’ fell into her belly, she began hearing voices. Stop! Stop! I don’t wanna die! Let me out of here! It’s so dark, I’m scared!
Ugh! Who’s making all that ruckus? Sakura thought to herself. Increasingly the voices continued until Sakura, having become fed up growls internally. Whoever’s making that noise, shut up!
And just like that the voices stop. Great. Now that that annoyance is out of the way it’s time to-
“Aaaugh!”
Sakura reels as she feels something hit her. What was that? Sure, sometimes the set pieces were fired at her but they were never directed to deal damage yet alone pain. Sakura grasped her right hand. Blood. Her right ring finger is missing. Sakura flinches. There it is again. All over her body she feels she is being pelted by… explosions? And there’s quite a number of them too. At the same time internally she feels she is being assailed. The attacks both internally and externally are relentless. Why? Why is this happening to me?!
Sakura had tried to fight off the assailants but to no avail. For every fighter jet piece she swiped a dozen more would come in to refill their place. I’m going to die. I’m going to- No! No! No! I can’t die, I refuse!
With anger in her heart, Sakura glares and as she does so, lasers fire out of her eyes. Alas even this is not enough to save her and very quickly Sakura is forced to rewind time. It was a simple solution to take. If she could fire lasers from her eyes, then could she…
Sakura bolts right up in her bed. A dream. It had all been a dr-
Sakura stares at her right hand. Her right ring finger is missing.
It’s been a couple days now and Sakura has finally figured out what has happened. Consorting the voices she hears inside of her, she forces them to reveal who and what they are. Souls once part of the reincarnation system now bound and forced to serve her from within and tarry hopes of escape. A few weeks past and it becomes apparent to her how she gains power. Attention, focused on her. As she soaks in the attention she receives from her parents, teachers and peers she literally feels invigorated and now she has enough power to levitate herself for a whole minute as well as shrink the random heckler of the day. No one will miss them, for when she shrinks them down she also shrinks down the memory of them leaving her free to toy with them until she either bores of them and prematurely sends them into the reincarnation cycle or…
“Lookie here. Today’s your lucky day, you get to be part of me. Don’t worry, no one’s going to miss you. Oh we’re going to have so much fun together my little slaves.”
But just as hardly anyone would notice their disappearance there is also another fact Sakura herself has failed to notice. When she had rewind time, did it ever occur to her how exceptionally well prepared the military forces were? Taken down within minutes of showing up it was as though they had been informed in advance that she would appear. It was as though someone or something had anticipated her. Yes, were it not for them, Sakura would’ve solidified herself as a goddess.
Who had informed the militaries of the World that fateful day?
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