(Lelouchthesilentone and awesomex18)
WARNING: This story is rated MA-V for graphically violent crushing scenes. Reader discretion is advised.
Chapter 1
In the middle of a large forest
normally abundant with the sounds of life, all that could be heard was the eerie
sound of the wind, creating a strange whooshing noise that swirled throughout
the grassland. It was not that the forest was empty, but quite the contrary; it
was the fact that all of the life forms in the surrounding area could sense a
great evil in the lands. At the very heart of the forest burned a small
campfire, surrounded by a group of young people: a half-demon, a lecherous monk,
a demon slayer and her pet, as well as an oddly-dressed priestess. They, too,
shared the somber atmosphere of the area around them. The demon slayer stared at
her comrades in their silence; no one needed to say what they were all thinking.
The group had been together for a
long time. At first, it was only the half-demon known as Inuyasha and the girl
from another time, Kagome, but soon the two were joined by the perverted monk
Miroku and the demon slayer Sango, with Kirara, her kitsune companion. The four
friends journeyed together to gather the shards of the Shikon Jewel, a mystical
gem said to grant immense power to those who possessed it, along with a single
wish. Another force, a great demon known as Naraku, sought the Jewel as well and
collected its fragments. Inuyasha and his friends journeyed to get them all
first; they never imagined the possibility of Naraku successfully gaining the
Jewel in its entirety. But that was the reality of the situation.
This was why the whole world
seemed ill at ease: a truly monstrous demon had his hands on one of the greatest
powers in existence.
Sango raised her lowered head to
look along her friends’ faces; they all wore the same troubled, unsure
expression of where to go now. It was likely they would try to fight Naraku, but
if their expressions were of any indication of their inner thoughts, they did
not believe they would win.
“Huh?” The demon slayer looked to
her demon cat Kirara, who now stood up at alert. “What is it, Kirara?”
Inuyasha looked tense too, his
nose twitched. “I’d know that scent anywhere...”
Kagome’s eyes looked nervous,
“I’ve never felt such an evil presence before.”
Everyone in the group braced
themselves. Inuyasha drew his massive blade, Tessaiga, from the sheath at his
side, Miroku pulled out a fighting staff, Kirara transformed into a lion-sized
beast, and Sango braced her giant boomerang, Hiraikotsu, though she cursed
herself for not wearing her demon-slayer uniform beneath her clothing, instead
wearing only her usual kimono attire. Kagome, the weakest of them all, backed up
nervously as her friends each took the forefront, removing the bow she carried
with her from her backside and readying a purified arrow just in case the worst
would happen.
“Such a warm welcome,” a mocking
voice echoed from the dark shadows of the forest. Slowly, a human-like figure
stepped into the light of the small fire, the demon Naraku. At a glance, he
looked completely human, though he was anything but. His mortal form was clad in
a violet coat that fell to his ankles, his torso was covered in a spiky armor
apparently made of bones from the countless monsters that constructed his body,
and protruding from his back were several long, azure tentacles that danced in
the dark. His long black hair flowed almost elegantly as he stepped confidently
towards his enemies. “Well, well, if it isn’t Inuyasha and his band of fools.
Just the people I came to kill.”
“The jewel is in his left hand!”
Kagome shouted to all her companions, her innate holy abilities allowing her to
view where the Jewel was at all times. They all nodded, realizing their target,
but what Kagome forgot to tell them was how tainted with evil the once pure
crystal now looked to her saintly eyes.
Naraku seemed unconcerned, “Do
you really think you can defeat me now that the Jewel is whole? With the power
of the Shikon Jewel in my possession, no one on this planet can stop me!”
“That’s what you think!” Inuyasha
barked as he readied his sword.
“Inuyasha, hold!” Miroku shouted.
“Let me finish him...” Moving in front of the others, the young monk removed the
sacred rosary covering his right hand. “Naraku, you shall pay for all that you
have done! Wind Tunnel!” As the monk opened his palm towards the demon in front
of him, a black hole appeared on the center of his hand, drawing all objects in
the vicinity into the bottomless hole he had created.
“Miroku, don’t!” Sango pleaded.
“If you use it for too long, it’ll consume you!”
“You never learn, do you, monk?” Naraku laughed, sending a swarm of Saimyousho,
a demonic poisonous bug, towards Miroku with the intention of causing him to
absorb a lethal dose of poison.
“Oh no you don’t! Go,
Hiraikotsu!” With a powerful throw of her massive boomerang, Sango sent the
object flying at the swarm of insects, killing most of them in the process.
“Did you think I didn’t come
prepared for you as well, demon huntress?” the evil creature smirked as two of
his tentacles reached out to grab the heavy weapon, gently pulling it towards
his body. “My, such a beautiful weapon...It’s such a shame I’ll have to destroy
it...” Diving his right hand into the outer layer of the boomerang, Naraku began
to infuse the mighty object with poison, causing the fibers of the boomerang to
dissolve into nothingness before Sango’s very eyes.
“N-No! My Hiraikotsu!”
“Sango! Don’t wor-Gah!” Miroku was interrupted as several large insects flew
into the funnel in his hand, their poison quickly entering his bloodstream. “I
can’t...keep it open...Damn you...Naraku...” With no choice left, the monk
dropped onto his left knee and covered his hand with the rosary once more,
causing the Wind Tunnel to be sealed for what appeared to be the final time.
“Nice job, Miroku, but I’ll take
it from here,” Inuyasha nodded as he leapt high into the air, raising his sword
above his head. “Take this, Wind Scar!” he shouted as a massive wave of energy
was released by his blade.
“You’re going to have to do better than that,” the demon scoffed as he countered
the attack by sending a horde of lesser demons from his right hand to intercept
the attack. “Honestly, I thought you were above this Inuya-” Suddenly, a holy
arrow struck Naraku in his left hand, causing the limb to fall to the ground and
the Shikon Jewel to roll across the forest floor. “Curse you, Inuyasha! You were
merely the decoy!”
“Sango! Quick!” Kagome shouted to
the demon huntress. “Grab the Jewel while we hold him off!”
“Right!” Moving as quickly as possible in her kimono, Sango hurried towards the
small gem and scooped it up in her hand. “Got it!”
“Oh girl, I believe you have
something that belongs to me...” Naraku growled as he spewed another horde of
demons towards the young girl.
“I don’t think so!” Inuyasha
interjected. “Wind Scar!” With another wave of energy, the half-demon killed the
lesser beings, leaving Sango unharmed. “Well, ya just gonna stand there or are
ya gonna get outta here?!”
“What? Why?” Sango asked. “I can
still fight, and I should really look after Miroku.”
“Fight? Heh, yeah right!” the dog
demon harshly replied. “Without your Hiraikotsu, you can’t do anything, so just
leave this up to us!”
“But Miroku...”
“Sango, I’ll...be fine...” the monk smiled at her, though obviously in dire
pain. “Please...just get out of here with the Jewel...You have to...for all of
us...”
After a moment of hesitation, the
demon huntress nodded in agreement, “Alright, I’ll keep it safe as best I can.
Kirara, you stay here and help the others!”
The nekomata growled in reply as it jumped next to Inuyasha on the
battlefield.
“And just where do you think
you’re going?” Naraku asked as he prepared to unleash another wave of demons,
only to be shot by another purified arrow before releasing them.
“Sango, just get as far away as
you can!” Kagome instructed. “We’ll hold him off for as long as possible, so
just get outta here!”
“Right! I won’t let you down!” Sango nodded as she turned and ran as fast as her
legs could take her.
“Get back here!” Naraku’s voice
screamed at her, now completely enraged. Though behind her were the sounds of
Inuyasha and Kirara trying to hold off the demon, Sango fought her desire to
look back and instead continued to press onwards.
In the middle of night, the woods
seemed pitch black; even with her trained eyes, Sango had difficulty telling one
dark tree from another. She gripped the spherical gem in her palm tightly,
ignoring the slight burn its corrupted form was giving her skin. Sango was
frustrated; in her hands was a gem capable of giving her the powers to destroy
Naraku once and for all, but without her weapon, she could never hope to match
his strength, even with the Jewel’s powers - She did not like this feeling of
weakness. Fresh in her mind was the image of Miroku lying on the ground, gasping
for air. There was no doubt that Inuyasha and the others were getting hurt as
well.
All I can do is take the Jewel and get it as far away from here as possible.
A loud crack made Sango look over
her shoulder. Her eyes widened immediately: a demonic tentacle just shattered a
tree as if it were a twig. Behind it stood Naraku, clearly livid and approaching
her very quickly.
What?! How did he- What about Inuyasha and the others?!
Sango did not need to ask, as even as dark as it was, there was no mistaking the
gleam on Naraku’s hands: blood. I can’t
let him get this jewel no matter what! Sango looked down to the Jewel in her
palm, her mind racing. For whatever reason, almost instinctually, one idea came
to mind. Without pausing to think, Sango plopped the gem into her mouth and
rolled forward, dodging a tentacle that now occupied where she just was.
However, the demon slayer’s path was blocked by a second tentacle that stopped
her mid-roll. She recoiled back, now lying on the ground as Naraku slowly loomed
over her.
“Now...might I have my Jewel
back, Sango?” he smirked. In response, Sango swallowed, consuming the Jewel.
Naraku seemed unimpressed, “A cute idea, but it just means I’ll have to rend the
gem from your body while you suffer an agonizing death.” The demon’s left hand
clenched itself to perform the deed, but Sango wasted no time in returning to
her feet. Before she could try to run, Naraku’s hand was already at her throat,
holding the young girl in the air with ease. “Any last words, Sango?” he mocked.
Naraku’s mercy never reached
Sango’s ears; all she could hear was the sound of her own heart.
Ba-bump
The world was muted, even the
great demon standing before her was silent.
Ba-bump
Was this the feeling of death?
No...Sango knew that feeling. This was something else.
Ba-bump
Her body felt hot. Everything
began to blur around her. It was as if she was going to faint.
Ba-bump
But she wasn’t.
“What the...?!” Naraku jumped
back, unable to comprehend was he was seeing: the mortal woman before him was
emitting a demonic aura! The air around Sango was contorting, breaking down, her
form radiating raw power. “But how?!” he asked, though he already knew the
answer: the Shikon Jewel. Naraku prepared himself to kill the girl before
anything could happen, but what came next even he never would have predicted:
Sango was growing larger.
The power of the Sacred Jewel affects everyone differently,
Naraku reminded himself as he analyzed his opponent, the demon slayer now
standing at six feet tall, her entire ensemble also under the Jewel’s magical
aura and enlarging along with her body.
Usually, demons simply transform somewhat in their outer appearance when they
are in possession of the Jewel, yet I have never seen this in a human before.
Perhaps...
“NA-RA-KU!” Sango howled as a now
visible, violet aura of pure demonic energy surrounded her body, causing her to
sprout up another foot in height.
There’s no mistaking it, the girl’s feeding off of the corruption I have
instilled within the Jewel. How she’s managing to manifest its powers like this
is beyond my understanding, as not even she should be able to use even a
fraction of the gem’s powers by her own will. No matter, as long as I finish her
quickly before she taps into more of its power, she’ll fall victim to my
hand...just like her beloved pet...
“I’m done playing games with you,
child,” Naraku said menacingly as he began to form both of his arms into long,
piercing diamond-covered blades. “It’s time for me to finally fuse with the
Sacred Jewel that you so rightfully delayed!” With a quick movement of his arms,
Naraku’s appendages extended at a high velocity, stretching themselves until
they pierced Sango’s heart and lungs and exited through the other side of her
body. Having believed he had delivered the finishing blow, the demon retracted
his limbs, waiting for the woman to collapse immediately.
“No...I can’t...” Sango told
herself as she held onto her life, “...I won’t...You
will die now, Naraku!” With her
exclamation, the aura around her body grew even darker as her body began to
completely regenerate; first her heart was restored to normal, then the
remainder of her internal organs became completely healed, closing the gaps in
her body, and lastly, her kimono was magically stitched back to its former
glory. Sango’s temper began to flare as rage began to consume her every thought,
her bountiful form now standing at an intimidating 11 feet tall and quickly
climbing.
“This...can’t be!” Naraku
exclaimed as he took a step backwards, actually impressed by the power Sango
displayed. The Jewel must be drawing on
her will to escape from me with the Jewel, yet her own personal desires to kill
me must be fueling the form she’s taking on now. With that display of
regeneration just now, the only way to stop her now is to find the Jewel inside
of her and take it as quickly as possible. In theory, it should be in the lower
part of her esophagus where I just struck, but it wasn’t there. Perhaps the
Jewel has moved itself somewhere else in her body by the demands of her will?
“With this power...I shall kill
you once and for all!” Sango’s aura exploded outwards once again as the now 13
ft amazon charged towards the most hated creature on Earth, ready to exact her
revenge.
“Tch.” The demon kept his cool
and made a leap backwards, but right after him was Sango, moving at the same
supernatural speed he was. Naraku, however, had predicted this; his hand was
already pulled back in order to thrust itself to repel his foe. With her newly
found speed, Sango was moving much too fast to stop; her demon slayer instincts
took over as her hand moved to intercept Naraku’s. The two palms met with equal
force, pushing them both backwards.
Naraku clicked his tongue, he
could feel the bones in his hand aching from that single clash. Across from him,
Sango’s wound was far more grievous, her entire hand shredded and covered in
blood. However, just like before, the wounds began to close on their own, but
not as rapidly as before.
Oh no you don’t! Naraku charged at
the now 16 foot-high girl, tentacles all poised to converge on a single point of
attack. No matter how impressive her regenerative abilities were, Sango could
not fix something that was not there, so the answer was simple: completely wipe
out her heart. In her rage, the woman did not expect the assault, though she
still reacted quickly enough to brace herself, her good hand prepared to catch
Naraku’s attack head on.
“Foolish girl. This is far
stronger than one of my hands. You’ll nev-”
She caught it head on, with
little issue.
“What?!”
Sango’s teeth gritted, “NARAKU!”
Then, her aura exploded with power, adding a couple more feet onto her frame in
the process. The demon slayer then proceeded to clench the fingers in her
remaining hand tightly, crushing each of Naraku’s tentacles with ease.
“How can this be?!” Dismay was
evident on the monster’s face. For the first time during this battle, he looked
up the towering woman in fear. In just a few seconds, her power increased to the
point where even his greater attacks were having no effect. Just in the time it
took Naraku to back up, he was certain Sango was already stronger than his
ultimate attack.
“I’m going to kill you, Naraku!”
Sango’s booming rage seemed to simmer into a much more concentrated, cool type
of anger. Her eyes looked at the demon before her as if he was just scum that
needed to die; at 25 feet high, Naraku now resembled more of a bug than an
actual threat. “Heh.” A smirk formed on the demon slayer’s face. In a flash, she
vanished. As Naraku tried to keep up, he saw the ground around him darken:
Overhead was Sango’s foot.
“Die!” Sango shouted as she
stomped as hard as she could. Though the demon was just fast enough to avoid
defeat, his left arm, however, was not so fortunate; it lagged just far enough
behind to clip the edge of Sango’s sandal, which was just enough to make it
useless. Naraku did not let out a gasp of pain; rather, he continued to eye his
enemy angrily, as she did much the same.
The distorted air around Sango
continued to grow thicker and more ominous, and with it, her power grew as well,
clearly indicated by her size. Before she charged, Sango neared 30 feet in
height, though already she was rapidly approaching the 40 foot mark.
For the first time in 50 years,
Naraku experienced the feeling of death; he could sense it. There was no
escaping this threat, no outcome where he stood a chance of survival. Even so,
the demon was not planning on letting things end like this. Even if it killed
him, he was going to at least make sure he took this giantess with him.
“Lucky shot,” Naraku smirked as
he grasped the hole in his shoulder where his arm used to be with his remaining
arm, a small horde of demons quickly restoring the limb to its former strength.
“It’ll take more than that to kill me, but I’m impressed a giant woman could
move with such speed. You’re appearing to act more and more like a demon by the
minute. However, I believe we’re both getting tired of this battle. There can
only be one of us that shall possess the Shikon Jewel, and regardless of the
outcome, one thing is for certain...” The demon extended his right arm,
releasing a swarm of Saimyosho, while preparing to launch a beam attack with his
left. “You. Will. DIE!”
The kimono-clad giantess merely
stood in place, watching as the world slowly shrank before her eyes, now nearly
45 ft tall. Though her mind was flooded with the thoughts of killing the demon
who had taken everything from her - her family, her brother, and her friends -
the huntress knew that with the power she now possessed, she could give the
great demon the ultimate death, proving to him that he would be nothing before
her now. “Go ahead and try,” Sango taunted, “but you shall be the one to fall
here today! I shall make you pay for all that you’ve done!”
Naraku sent the group of insects
at his opponent, using them as a mere distraction while he increased the power
of his elbow laser assault. However, as the Saimyosho came within range of
Sango’s aura, the swarm quickly disintegrated upon contact with her demonic
energy and were reduced back to energy themselves. What occurred next surprised
even Naraku: the energy composing the Saimyosho was being absorbed into Sango’s
body instead of returning to its original owner, causing the demon slayer to let
out a moan of ecstasy as she suddenly gained several more feet of height, her
evil aura exploding outwards once more and becoming even grander.
“You are nothing, Naraku!” the 52
ft Sango declared, her body still climbing higher into the air.
Naraku merely growled in
response, knowing that he did not have much time left. A few moments later, he
had gathered the energy he needed in his arm and prepared to fire his
devastating beam attack. However, just as he was about to release this energy,
Sango disappeared in the blink of an eye, not even Naraku realizing where she
had disappeared to. “I-Impossible! Where did she...?” Before he had the chance
to look upwards, a wall of brown appeared above the great demon; Sango was
preparing to stomp the great demon once again.
“Die!”
Naraku heard the girl’s voice and
quickly found himself covered by a massive shadow.
Damnit! How did she...? With a grunt,
Naraku quickly attempted to aim his arm upwards, hoping to blast through Sango’s
straw sandals and destroy her with one last blow. However, the demon’s reaction
was too slow; in an instant, his entire body was under the sole of the demon
slayer’s sandal, the full weight of a 55 ft woman now heavily pressing down upon
him.
Sango laughed wickedly as she
felt the once mighty demon succumb to her foot, all of her previous injuries now
completely healed as well. As the air around her continued to contort itself and
her malicious aura grew stronger still, she relished the thought of finishing
off Naraku, knowing he was still alive. “It’s over...” she smiled down at her
right foot, twisting it into the ground to crunch the demon’s bones subjected to
her ever-increasing weight. “It’s almost like I’m crushing a bug!” Sango added
with a quick chuckle.
Never before had the demon felt
such pain. The pressure created between the massive girl’s foot and the ground
was excruciating for Naraku to bear; his regenerative powers were not able to
keep up with the ever-increasing amount of suffering his body was being
subjected to. Once Sango had twisted her foot, Naraku yelled out in pain, all of
his limbs becoming broken simultaneously. Despite his situation, the demon still
held out hope that he could take out this human with him before he perished, but
even he did not know how he would come up with such a plan of action. At this
point, such an act was impossible, but perhaps there was something he could
still do. This body was done, there was no denying that, but perhaps a new body
could finish the job this one could not.
Yes...that’s it... the demon realized. It was but a simple task for Naraku
to manifest an insect amidst his pool of blood, a small roach that could steer
clear of the nearby danger as the demon slayer crushed him. With each passing
second, Naraku’s body was becoming more crushed and broken apart, so there was
no time to delay. The bug promptly escaped from an open slit where a finger once
was. The insect crawled away, carrying with it the pure embodiment of all of
Naraku’s evil demonic energy for yet another reincarnation. It was his last
effort to assure that this woman would suffer for the disgrace she caused him.
In his final moments alive,
Naraku watched from beneath Sango’s sandal to his little piece of hope. It
crawled between the treads of the woman’s footwear out into the open air, where
it immediately was incinerated by the powerful, inhuman aura the giantess
radiated around her body. Strangely though, the sight made Naraku chuckle: That
bug was everything he was in a small carrier, pure evil; for it to be
annihilated in the mere presence of Sango would mean she was something beyond
evil at the present moment. Even if the great demon Naraku died here today, the
world had given birth to a true terror in his wake. Strangely, there was some
solace in that; Naraku had failed in his efforts, but he left behind something
even greater. The demon who was once a human had now turned a human into
something more as well. It was a fun thought while it lasted. A few moments
later, the ever-increasing weight of the colossal woman became too much for his
body to bear, causing the being known as Naraku to become paste beneath the
sandal of the true form of evil incarnate.
Sango finally felt the satisfying
sound of the creature beneath her foot squishing, creating a squelching noise as
his innards now slowly oozed from beneath her shoe. “It’s...over...” she
muttered between heavy breaths, lifting her foot off of Naraku’s corpse to make
sure that the foul beast was finished once and for all. The monster who caused
so much suffering, who ruined her life, her friend’s lives, the lives of
thousands, was now dead, and she was the one who did it. Sango felt the immense
rage she had towards the demon fade away, leaving behind only a crippling
exhaustion, already the events of the last few minutes were all but gone from
memory. As she began to lose consciousness, only one clear fact stayed in her
mind:
“I did it...” Those words were
all Sango could say as her body collapsed to the ground.
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Chapter 2
“Woah! What the hell happened
here?!”
“Is that...Is that Naraku?”
“More importantly, what happened
to Sango?! She’s huge!”
“Did she do this?”
“Uhh...mmhm....”
“Oh wait! She’s waking up!”
“Mmhm...Guys? What are you doing
here?” Sango asked as she fluttered her eyes open. The young girl slowly moved
her head, feeling the cervical bones of her spinal column snap slightly before
she gently lifted her body into a sitting position. “Hey, where are you?” she
asked as she looked about her, not finding her friends in her field of vision.
“Sango! Down here!” Kagome called
out to her.
“Huh?” The demon slayer turned
her head in the direction of her friend’s voice, only for her eyes to widen at
the sight near her backside. “W-What...What happened to you guys?!” she
exclaimed, quickly rubbing her eyes to make sure what she was seeing was, in
fact, real. “You’re all so...small! How did this happen? Did Naraku do this to
you?”
“No, we’re not small, Sango.
You’re huge!” Kagome replied.
“Yeah, you’re like the size of a
huge tree!” Inuyasha added. “So the better question is what the hell happened to
you?”
“I...I don’t know...” Sango
answered softly as she gave her body a cursory glance. While she appeared to be
perfectly fine, she was somewhat surprised that her clothes had enlarged along
with her as well. During the night, Sango had grown even larger; while she was
only 65 ft tall when she had defeated Naraku, the demon slayer had increased to
exactly 100 feet in length. “I don’t remember anything about this...”
“Yeah? Well then, mind explaining
what the hell happened there?” the half-demon asked as he pointed with the
Tessaiga towards the splattered remains of Naraku. “Is that Naraku?”
The giantess turned toward the
pile of flesh nearby, completely flattened as if a great weight had been placed
upon it before it expired. “I...I don’t know either...”
“Well, what
can you tell us then? Do you even
remember anything?”
“Inuyasha...” Kagome glared at
the dog demon. “SIT BOY!”
Instantly, Inuyasha felt the
force of gravity around him multiply exponentially, forcing him to painfully
crash into the ground below.
“Hey! What the hell was that
for?!”
“You’re being rude to Sango,”
Kagome answered as she turned back towards her enlarged ally. “It’s alright now,
Sango. There’s no need to worry. So, what
can you remember about last night?”
“Well, after I had grabbed the
Jewel and ran like you asked, I-” Sango suddenly paused mid-sentence as she felt
a small rubbing sensation coming from her butt, her eyes widening immediately in
surprise.
“My goodness, Sango, you’re even
more beautiful now that you’ve grown,” Miroku smiled as he gently grabbed the
larger woman’s rear, gently caressing and squeezing
it as per usual. “I must say,
I’m so glad you’re alright.”
“He...didn’t...” Kagome muttered
as both she and Inuyasha stared awkwardly at the lecherous monk.
He really had to do that now of all times?
Quickly realizing what the
sensation was, Sango was filled with a familiar rage. “Mi-ro-ku!” she shouted as
she moved her left hand backwards, grabbed the monk, and swiftly brought him in
front of her before smacking him with the back of her right hand, sending Miroku
flying into a nearby tree.
“W-Wow, that sure was some
smack...” Kagome nervously commented.
“The guy had it comin’,” Inuyasha
chided as he dusted himself off after returning to a standing position once
again. “Hey monk, get yourself outta that tree quick so we can find out what
happened here!”
Without wasting any time, Miroku
did as instructed and quickly returned to his feet, brushing off the dirt that
now stained his clothes before returning to the others. “Man, Sango, that really
packed a punch!”
“Anyways, as I was saying before
I was so rudely interrupted,” Sango
continued, pausing for a moment to glare at the lecher in the group, “as I ran
with the Jewel, I encountered Naraku. He said he had defeated you guys and that
he was going to kill me for the Jewel. I remember swallowing the Jewel to make
sure he couldn’t have it, and...I don’t remember anything after that. I don’t
know what happened next, but all I know is that the next thing I remember is
waking up huge in front of you guys just a little while ago.”
“So where’s the Jewel now?”
Inuyasha asked. “Kagome, you see it around here?”
The schoolgirl looked around the
area for a moment, using her sacred vision to locate the jewel if it was in the
vicinity. After a few seconds of searching, Kagome was able to spot a small orb
within Sango’s body. “Yeah, I see it. Sango, it’s still inside you! I don’t know
how, but we gotta get it outta there as soon as possible.”
“What should we do, Kagome?”
Sango asked her friend.
“I don’t know,” she shook her
head. “When it was inside of me, it just kind of...came out. I don’t know how I
would remove it, but I’ll try.”
“Don’t worry Sango, Kagome may
not have the experience, but usually when she ‘tries’, she succeeds,” Miroku
smiled softly at the giantess.
“Don’t think I haven’t forgotten
what you did, pervert,” Sango huffed, though she did realize he was right. “Go
ahead, Kagome.”
Cautiously, the schoolgirl
approached her gigantic friend and placed a hand along her thigh.
There’s a lot of energy inside of
her...Demonic energy. Kagome closed her eyes to try and pinpoint the exact
location of the Jewel; the corrupted nature of the Jewel made it difficult to
find, but through this method, it was effortless. In mere moments, Kagome was
able to visualize a dark source of energy coming from the base of Sango’s neck,
just above her cleavage.
“Sango, it’s at the base of your
neck. Can you bring me up to try up close?”
“Of course.” Sango gently lifted
her friend up, surprised by how light she was, and brought her to the spot she
asked. Likewise, Kagome was surprised by how her friend’s grip was able to cover
around her entire body. Softly, Kagome placed her hand just outside of where the
Jewel was; she could sense it, not even a foot away from her, but that was all
she could do. Normally, the Jewel reacted to the presence of a priestess, but
this time, it seemed to ignore her. Kagome tried to will it towards her, but
that, too, was met with unbeatable resistance.
“I...I can’t do it,” she muttered
in shock. “It’s not reacting to anything I try.”
“Then what do we do?” Sango
asked.
“Easy.” Oddly silent for several
minutes, Inuyasha stepped up, drawing his sword, “We’ll get it out the same way
we got it out of Naraku: cutting it right out of her.”
“At the base of her neck?! That’s
crazy!” Miroku exclaimed as he stepped in Inuyasha’s path.
“You got a better idea, monk?
Besides, at her size, it wouldn’t exactly be much of a wound, would it?”
“SIT!”
The half-demon suddenly fell to
the ground with an insane amount of force overwhelming him,
even for his curse.
“Next time you say something that
stupid, I’ll just get Sango to crush you instead!” Kagome shouted from Sango’s
neck.
Watching her tiny friends made
the giantess laugh. It was a pleasant reminder that even though she was in
trouble, they were all still who they were. That much would never change.
“Maybe Lady Kaede could help us?”
the monk suggested.
“You’re right!” Kagome turned to
Miroku, “If anyone knows what to do, it’d be her!”
“And at my size, I can get us
there in no time!” Sango chimed in with a nod.
“Yeah!” Miroku raised an arm as
if to cheer, but immediately winced.
It was then Sango noticed that
everyone was talking normally, but last night they were in bad enough shape that
Naraku left them for dead. Right now, they were much more hurt then they let on.
It seemed almost painfully obvious now that she thought about it; all the cuts
on their clothes, their lack of extraneous movements - everyone was still
injured.
“Actually...let’s find a nearby
village to rest in first,” Sango suggested. “We’re all exhausted from what
happened last night, so let’s tend to our wounds for a while. Do you need to
ride on me, or shall I get Kirara for you?”
Immediately, the three smaller
members of the group frowned at one another. “Um, yeah, about that...” Kagome
began, looking down quietly. “Sango, I...I don’t know how to tell you this
but...but...”
“But what?”
“Kirara...She died trying to keep
Naraku from coming after you...”
“Wha...What?” the gigantic demon
slayer asked, in utter disbelief that her childhood companion could be dead.
“H-How...How did this happen?!”
“After we all fell to Naraku,
Kirara tried to make a last stand to keep him from going after you, but
Naraku...he...”
“He what?”
“He...He ate her...and Shippo
too...” Kagome paused momentarily after saying this, both men bowing their heads
slightly in remembrance of their fallen comrades. “Sango I’m...I’m so sorry...”
“N-No, it’s...it’s alright,”
Sango told herself as she resisted the urge to cry.
“I’m deeply saddened that she died trying to save me, but I also know
that she helped me get away from Naraku more than I would have on my own. I...I
just think I need to rest for a while now...We all do...” she nodded, bottling
up her emotions within her body. After all, Sango knew that were she to cry at
her current size, she’d completely drench her friends in her tears.
“Yes, I believe that’s a great
idea,” Miroku concurred, his voice now taking on a more serious tone. “Come,
Inuyasha and I shall walk while you take Kagome with you. In your present
condition, it’d be best to have her with you to monitor the Sacred Jewel. Let’s
go, Inuyasha.”
The dog demon nodded in agreement
as the two warriors took off into the distance, Sango slowly following behind
them. As she took her first step, the demon slayer felt as if she was walking
normally, somehow instantly adjusting to her massive increase in stature. With
each step she took, a small imprint of her sandal was etched into the grass, a
testament of just how much power she now possessed from her growth alone.
“You sure you’re alright, Sango?”
Kagome asked from the larger woman’s palm. “Nothing strange happening?”
“Yes, I’m fine, Kagome,” she
answered, taking another powerful step. “I’m just still a bit shaken up from
hearing about Kirara, but other than my new height, nothing out of the ordinary
is wrong with my body.”
After a few more minutes of
travel, the group had arrived at the nearest village, Inuyasha and Miroku
arriving first. As soon as Sango and Kagome had arrived, the young monk was
waiting for them at the village entrance.
“Heeeyyyy! Down here!” Miroku
waved up to the giant girl. “We’ve got a bit of a problem...”
“What problem?” the 100 ft
giantess asked. “Let me guess, it’s about me, isn’t it?”
“Wouldn’t be the first time
you’re right today,” the monk smirked. “Anyways, the deal is that we’ve got a
room in the village for us, but, well, despite my best efforts, the villagers
are afraid of you, Sango. They won’t let you step foot in the village, so I’m
afraid you’ll just have to rest out here.”
“How terrible!” Kagome protested.
“I’m gonna give those villagers a piece of my-”
“Relax, Kagome, it’s alright,”
Sango sighed. “It’s fine. I understand their concerns. They’re just scared is
all. I’ll be fine out here on my own.”
“But Sango...”
“I said I’ll be fine, Kagome. I’m
pretty sure I can handle myself at this height,” she smiled as she gently
lowered her hand to the ground, allowing Kagome to touch terra firma once again.
“Go ahead and rest up. I’ll be here when you get back.”
“You sure you don’t want one of
us to stay with you?” the reincarnated priestess asked.
“No, I’ll be fine. Just make sure
to get some rest and I’ll see you when we wake up.”
“Alright then. Rest well, Sango!”
With that, Kagome and Miroku went
to join Inuyasha at the inn they had rented for the evening. Within the hour,
the three had fallen asleep, all of them completely exhausted from the battle
they had fought the previous night. In the meantime, Sango sat against a large
grassy knoll on the village outskirts, attempting to wrestle with the various
thoughts that ran through her mind.
Oh Kirara! I should’ve been there for you! I never should’ve listened to them to
take the Sacred Jewel! I don’t know how it did it, but the Jewel somehow gave me
the power to beat Naraku...I think...No...Naraku
IS dead...and without your sacrifice, I wouldn’t be alive right
now...Oh Kirara!
Sango once again felt
the urge to cry, yet continued to hold in her emotions.
No! I can’t cry! I must think of something
else...like perhaps why the villagers wouldn’t want me in their village? Perhaps
they’re merely scared of what they don’t understand? No, this isn’t working.
Maybe a walk would ease my mind?
Sango’s eyes gazed up the sky as
her thoughts trailed off; to her, it felt as if she’d only awoken a couple of
hours ago, but the sun was already setting off in the distance.
I spent much more time thinking than I thought. With this
realization, exhaustion rapidly began to overcome the woman.
If I walked, people would probably panic
anyway. For now I’ll just...rest. Maybe Kirara will visit me in my dreams...
Slowly, Sango leaned back until she was lying against the ground, instantly
falling asleep.
What should have been a pleasant
rest and a chance for some inner peace quickly went south. Sango could have
sworn she had woken up, but she innately felt as if she did not. Her body felt
off, like she was watching the world from another’s first-person perspective
instead of freely gazing upon the planet with her own eyes, almost as if she was
possessing someone, and that someone happened to be herself. It made little
sense to the demon huntress, but dreams rarely did. Sango wondered what was
going on, but words failed to form in her mind; she understood what she was
trying to convey, but there was no actual conveyance. She was aware that she had
stood up and started walking, but she did not know why. Her body acted of its
own accord and with it came this...feeling. It felt somehow familiar, as if she
was unstoppable, like the world was nothing in comparison to her, just like she
felt when she fought Naraku. Suddenly, the hazy memory seemed crystal clear: she
had crushed the demon like a bug; she had grown and grown until finally even he
could not hope to match her.
The same could be said for now:
Sango, for whatever reason, was walking in the middle of the night, and the
world continued to simply dwindle away. But why? There was no threat here. What
possible reason could she have for growing again? Was it because she had grown
in the first place and this was some issue her mind was working out? Whatever
the cause, Sango was not sure of it, but she did know that she was already over
twice her previous height.
The giantess casually strode
through the night with no real purpose; her mind stopped questioning what was
happening and just watched thoughtlessly. Then, something happened; to a demon
slayer’s eyes, it stood out more than anything ever could: a village in the
distance, a distance reachable for Sango in about a minute’s time.
The mood of the dream suddenly
shifted. Sango felt new feelings arise within herself, feelings alien to the
huntress. No, that was not true either. This feeling was one she had experienced
just yesterday, when all she wanted was to crush Naraku. Vaguely aware of what
that meant, Sango felt horrified as she saw her body turn and approach the
village.
-----
The people of the village slept
peacefully in their huts during the night, blissfully unaware of the towering
behemoth that was slowly approaching. Though the torches burned brightly on the
village outskirts, the town guards had fallen asleep within their barracks,
failing in their duty to warn the citizens of the village of the threat that
could be seen from thousands of feet away. Meanwhile, with each step, Sango drew
closer and closer to her destination, leaving soft imprints of her sandals in
the grass as she approached, a devious smile slowly forming on her face. Upon
reaching 220 ft tall, her body still gradually enlarging, the demon slayer had
reached the village outskirts, the guards’ barracks a small, fragile box-like
structure appearing no taller than her ankle. Sango looked down in contempt at
the minuscule dwelling before her, causing her inner feelings of rage to swell
up inside of her once again, though her inner mind attempted to struggle as to
why she felt these intense emotions, still unable to manifest a coherent
thought. Slowly, the girl simply watched in horror as her left leg slowly began
to rise into the air, hovering it high above the barracks. Sango’s mind
attempted to express fear and shock at her body moving of its own accord, yet
they were quickly supplemented with the air of unstoppability and superiority
she had experienced the previous night. Without any more hesitation, the
kimono-clad woman swiftly dropped her foot onto the thatch building, stomping
her sandal fiercely into the earth without remorse and annihilating the small
edifice, the resulting shockwave resounding throughout the village and quickly
awakening its inhabitants. A small chuckle escaped the girl’s lips as she could
feel each of the nine souls she had taken from the Earth beneath her sandal,
though her mental state was the exact opposite: Sango attempted to scream, but
she found herself unable to do so, quickly calmed once again by the familiar
sensations of raw power that continued to haunt her mind. Unable to stop herself
from resisting these feelings, she merely began to contemplate that this had to
be the queen of all nightmares, using this as an excuse to justify the actions
her body was performing.
As her foot twisted the debris
beneath it into dust, the villagers began to flock from their homes to
investigate the disturbance. Even before people were outside, the word ‘demon’
was said more than enough times to reach Sango’s ears. It was by far the single
worst insult the demon slayer had ever heard in her life, but her body merely
smiled and craned her head towards
the people.
“A demon? No, I’m something
much worse...”
There was no warning as Sango’s
right foot rose into the air and crushed a building within reach, much like she
did to the barracks. Again, the giantess felt the lives vanish beneath her foot:
a family with two children. This initiated a full-scale panic as the villagers
ran as far away from Sango as possible. Amidst their terror-filled screams and
cries for their lives, the monster destroying them only seemed to relish in
their destruction.
Internally, it was anything but
that. This was horrible in every conceivable sense of the word - a true hell -
yet why was she enjoying it so much? These were people with families, lives, and
dreams, but with every step she took, Sango felt goosebumps and an immediate
desire to recreate the feeling. Every action her body took was in accordance
with these feelings, with no sense of right or wrong, only what felt good. She
felt like the monster everyone called her, and the scary part was their fear
felt good. All Sango was doing was
stepping around, occasionally swiping her hand or kicking something, but these
simple actions were slaughtering everything in sight.
After stepping on a couple more
buildings, the giantess bent over with her hand outstretched, scooping up
several people in one fell swoop. There was no addressing them, taunting them,
or even looking at them. The instant they were grabbed, Sango’s fist clenched
and red liquid was dripping from between her fingers. The same moment this was
happening, Sango’s other hand reached out and grabbed a small hut, ripping it
straight from the ground and throwing it. Her eyes followed the building as it
passed over dozens of people and fell right onto a group of seven, killing them
upon impact. The sudden crash stunned people enough to stop their running for a
second, just enough time for the ground around them to darken as Sango stomped
their bodies into paste.
“Ooh! There were a lot of them
that time!”
The surviving villagers near
Sango’s foot turned to run, but she was one step ahead: her foot was already
placed to block them off. Roughly fifteen people were between her legs, turning
to run away from the two feet blocking the main roads. They never got that
chance. Sango skidded her sandals along the ground towards each other, closing
her legs and quickly pincering everyone between them; they were little more than
twigs that were paved over by a foot. In a single second, thirteen died because
they stood in the path of Sango’s feet; the remaining two perished with quick
adjustments of her soles, crushing them beneath her sandals like the others.
So many had died already, and yet
it had only been a handful of minutes. Inside, Sango watched in horror as her
body proceeded to hunt down the buildings with the same cruel efficiency with
which she crushed people. Barely anyone was outside now, most of the survivors
were indoors in the hopes the monster terrorizing them would not notice them. No
one knew Sango sensed each of their presences, each of their feeble attempts to
hide from her. Horrified as she was, Sango could only imagine the last things
these people would see: Huddled up with their loved ones, scared, loud booms
coming from outside, then the ceiling collapsing to make way for a sandal,
looking at that sandal as it was stained with the blood of the village and
knowing their blood was to join in, then immediately passing away with a
sickening crunch.
It was a massacre, each second
painfully elongated until everything was destroyed. Sango wanted to cry, someone
needed to for these people; they died in disgrace, like bugs beneath her feet.
She had broken her cardinal rule and betrayed her own kind; she was no better
than a demon, and worst of all, she enjoyed every second of it. Sango screamed
in agony for this nightmare to end, but her anguish was cut short by her own
voice.
“Oh? One left?”
In a heaping pile of debris and
destruction that used to be a town sat one child, a young boy huddled against a
lingering wall for comfort. Sango chuckled as she approached the boy, stopping
with her feet just short of him.
“How does it feel knowing you’re
about to die?” she slowly taunted, every syllable uttered with malice. “Are you
scared?”
The child nodded, unable to
speak.
“Stand up and address me with
respect, boy!”
The boy did as asked, feebly
standing up with the wall as a support. “Y-Yes, Ma’am.”
In response, the giantess knocked
him back onto the ground with a brush of her sandal, laughing. “How pathetic!
Don’t worry little one...” Sango’s right foot left its sandal, poised over the
boy. “You’ll join the other bugs soon...” With that, she lowered her big toe
until she felt that satisfying crunch and knew it was done. Returning her foot
back to its footwear, Sango moaned, both in pleasure and pain. She wanted
nothing more than for this nightmare to end, yet she also never wanted it to
end.
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Chapter 3
“Damn! What the hell happened?!”
“Um, well, it looks like Sango
grew again overnight.”
“How could that be? Is this
really the power the Jewel can have on people?”
“Like I said yesterday, we
shoulda just cut it out when we had the chance. Here, I’ll do it while she’s
still asleep.”
“SIT
BOY!”
“GUUURAAAAHHH!”
“Shhh! Quiet everyone! She’s
waking up.”
“Mmm...mmm...” Sango moaned
slightly as she slowly fluttered her eyes open, waking up groggily to the
morning sun that greeted her. “What...What happened?” Slowly, the demon slayer
took in her surroundings, finding herself resting against the large knoll next
to the village as she had the night before, except now, everything about the
land seemed much smaller to her in comparison. “Why does everything
look...different?”
“Um, well...” Kagome began as she
raised her right arm to nervously scratch behind her head, “...that’s ‘cause you
grew overnight, Sango.”
“I...I grew?” Sango looked down
past the lower half of her kimono, spying her friends near the ends of her
sandals, each of them now appearing about twice as large as her big toes.
I...I grew again. But...that dream...was it really a dream?
“Yes, it appears you’ve tripled
in size,” Miroku observed. “I’m surprised you didn’t notice that big of a jump
while you were sleeping.”
“Maybe she didn’t,” the
reincarnated priestess disagreed. “Maybe it just occurred like a normal human
growth spurt. Nobody ever feels those while we sleep.”
“Yeah, maybe...” the giant woman
replied, her mind still worrying about the ‘dream’ she experienced from the
previous night. No, it had to be a dream.
If it was real, would I still be where I was when I fell asleep? Maybe that
dream was just the growth my body was going through? As she attempted to
recollect the various aspects of her horrifying adventure, her final memory
stuck out clearly in her mind: Crushing an innocent child beneath her toe.
Wait, if that actually happened, then there’d be blood on my foot...
Slowly, Sango took in a deep breath as she removed her sandal and gazed at the
bottom of her foot; much to her relief, there was not a trace of blood evident
anywhere on her toe. What a relief...
she mentally sighed. So it
was just a dream after all...Thank
the gods...
“Um, Sango, something wrong?”
Kagome asked with a puzzled expression as the three smaller members of the group
watched the largest remove her footwear.
“Oh, um, yeah, just had an itch
on my foot is all,” Sango hastily lied as she gently scratched the bottom of her
sole before placing it back in her sandal. “All better now. Hey, I might be
huge, but that doesn’t mean I still don’t get the occasional itch.”
“Ah, right,” Miroku nodded. “Well
then, you sure everything’s alright, Sango?”
“Yes, nothing else besides
getting used to this new height.”
“Great, then let’s head off to
Old Lady Kaede’s already,” Inuyasha growled as he picked himself off the ground
and began to walk in the direction of the village.
“Actually, guys, I was thinking
that we could get there much faster if I just carried you all there with me,”
the kimono-clad giantess suggested. “At my size, we could probably make it there
in a few minutes travel.”
“Sango, you sure you wanna do
that?” Kagome inquired.
“Of course. Besides, my steps are
gonna be pretty long now, so I wouldn’t want to leave you guys behind while I
got to the village before you. So, ready to go then?”
“Pfft, fine!” Inuyasha pouted.
“Just get us outta here already. Those villagers kept eyein’ me the entire time
we were in there!”
The other three let out a group
chuckle as Inuyasha pouted once again. With a soft smile, the huntress slowly
lowered her left hand to the ground, her palm facing upwards, allowing her
friends to climb aboard her body. Once they were all on her palm, Sango raised
her hand directly below her breasts and gazed down at her passengers. “Alright,
everyone ready?”
“Yep!”
“Yes...” Miroku half-replied, his
eyes locked on the massive orbs that was Sango’s chest above him.
“Just go already!” the dog-demon
growled, anxious to go nowhere.
“Alright, just hang on then! Here
we go!”
With that, Sango took her first
step at her new height of 300 ft tall, accidentally knocking over a few nearby
trees with the gust of wind generated from her stride. The villagers quickly
came to the village entrance to shake their fists at the giant woman, as well as
to curse her as an ‘overgrown unholy demon’.
“Um, yeah, we should really get
out of here as soon as possible,” Kagome said awkwardly as she began to sweat
slightly out of embarrassment.
“I’m on it!”
-----
The journey only took about five
minutes with Sango’s new height; what was normally hours of walking steadily was
nothing at all with each footstep traveling over a hundred feet. As the group
neared the village, the familiar elderly figure of Kaede awaited them at the
gate, as well as the entirety of the village.
“Lady Kaede!” Sango stopped
before the women and lowered her friends. “What are you doing here?”
“We saw you a mile away, you
know,” the old priestess retorted. “What happened?”
“Um...” Kagome looked between her
friends, “It might take a while to explain.”
“Well go ahead. It’s not like I’m
getting any younger here.”
Kagome began to recount the basic
story: How Naraku was now dead, how Sango had somehow grown due to the
mysterious power of the Shikon Jewel, and the current predicament. Occasionally,
Miroku or Inuyasha chipped in details or comments, but Sango was oddly silent,
the large girl noticing the villagers staring at her. The gazes were like the
ones the people had in her nightmare; these people were not staring at a person
- in their eyes, she was a freak, a monster. Now, after seeing what she could
do, Sango understood why they were scared.
Calm as ever, Kaede listened to
the entire explanation without uttering a word, though occasionally looking in
awe at Sango, particularly when they got to how Naraku was likely killed. Once
Kagome was done, the woman sighed, “That is quite a story...It would seem even
when Naraku is gone, his legacy causes nothing but troubles...” The old
priestess then looked to the giantess, “Now Sango, if I may, I would like to
investigate the Jewel myself.”
“Of course, Lady Kaede,” Sango
nodded as she slowly knelt down and outstretched her hand.
Just as Kaede approached her, a
voice called out from the crowd: “Don’t do it, Lady Kaede!” The chief priestess
stopped in her tracks and looked to the villager who shouted.
“Yeah! She could crush you and
then crush us!” another shouted in agreement.
“We can’t trust someone like her.
Something that big has to be a demon!”
“Will you fools shut up?!” Kaede
screamed. “This is a human woman in suffering! Don’t make her suffering any
worse with your foolish paranoia!” She then looked back to Sango, “Sorry,
Sango.”
“It’s okay, I can sorta
understand where they’re coming from,” the giantess smiled softly. “Can we
please hurry? I wouldn’t want to trouble them any more than necessary.”
“That is probably wise,” the
elderly priestess sighed. After climbing aboard Sango’s palm and being brought
to her neck, she began to perform the same technique Kagome had performed
earlier, placing her hand near the base of Sango’s neck. Kaede was silent, her
eyes closed in deep concentration. Minutes passed before her hand retracted,
“You can lower me now, Sango.” When placed back on the ground, Kaede walked back
to the villagers, “It would appear that the Shikon Jewel is indeed corrupted.
Naraku’s poison lingers in that gem even now. If there was a cause for your
condition, it would be that.”
“That’s what I thought too!”
Kagome exclaimed. “I thought I might’ve been mistaken, so I’m glad we got an
expert opinion. What can we do to help?”
Kaede rubbed her chin in
response, “To be honest, I am not entirely sure. It’s not often I am called upon
to deal with curses of this magnitude. I’ll need to consult some of Kikyo’s
texts to try and find some more information about this sort of situation.”
“I’ll help!” the schoolgirl
immediately volunteered. “And Inuyasha will help out too!”
“What?! Why the hell do I have to
do anything?!”
“SIT!”
Now face first in the ground,
Inuyasha’s grumbles could he heard, “Oh yeah, that’s why...”
Sango averted her gaze, “In that
case, Lady Kaede, I’m going to take my leave.”
“Why Sango?” the old woman asked.
The demon slayer looked to the
villagers eyeing her fearfully, “I wouldn’t want to bother your people anymore.
I’ll wait in the neighboring forest until sunset and return to discuss your
findings, if that’s possible.”
Kaede sighed, “As much as I wish
to ask you otherwise, that is probably the best course of action.”
“In that case, I’ll keep Sango
company.” Silent until now, Miroku stepped up, giving Sango a look that said the
matter was not up for debate.
“Miroku...”
“Alright then, we shall send for
the two of you once we have learned of anything,” the priestess nodded. “Come
Kagome and Inuyasha, there is much work to be done.”
“Bye guys!” Kagome waved as the
giant woman and the lecher began to walk away towards the nearby forest. “We’ll
work as hard as we can in the meantime!”
“Yeah, just don’t try anything
funny while we’re gone, monk!”
The forest was only about a five
step journey from the village for the massive demon slayer, though with each
step she took, she paused for a few moments to allow Miroku to catch up with her
lengthy strides. After several minutes, the two traveled into the heart of the
sea of trees, most of the tall timbers coming up to only Sango’s shoulder.
“Um, let me make some space for
us to rest for a bit,” the giantess suggested as she slowly bent down to the
forest floor, inspecting several of the trees in the immediate vicinity. After
careful scrutiny, she gently lifted up those trees she deemed empty and uprooted
them from the ground with ease, placing them in a small pile off to the side of
the clearing she was creating. In mere moments, Sango had removed about forty
trees from the earth and had made a large open area in which a person of her
stature would be able to stretch their legs comfortably. “There, I think that
should just about do it,” she smiled proudly at her work before gently planting
her butt onto the barren ground below.
“My, that was quite the
impressive feat of strength!” Miroku exclaimed. “I guess having such height does
come with some advantages.”
“I suppose...” Sango nonchalantly
replied, somewhat saddened upon his reference to her current size. “I just can’t
wait to be back to normal, Miroku. Sure, I can see the world in a whole new
light when I’m standing up, but I miss being normal - being able to sleep
indoors, interacting with everyone while not having to look down at them, and
not being called a gigantic demon wherever I go.”
“Sango, you’re no demon,” the
monk comforted her as he sat across from his gargantuan love interest, resting
against the pile of trees she had uprooted earlier. “The people of this land are
easily frightened these days; they think everything that doesn’t appear human is
a demon.”
“But I
am human!”
“I meant ‘human’ as in a
normal-sized human,” Miroku clarified. “When people see a massive woman
approaching their town, the first thing they’ll do out of pure fear is to call
that woman a demon, even though they don’t understand they’re calling one of
their own a monster when she really isn’t. That being said, as soon as word
spreads about the death of Naraku, I’m sure that problem will go away on its own
soon enough, and hopefully by then, we’ll have you back to your normal self.”
The monk paused for a moment as a lecherous smirk formed on his face,
“Although...gazing upon you at this size is quite the magnificent sight. I
wonder what you’d feel like now...”
Sango’s eyes perked up in anger,
raising her left fist to emphasize what would happen if he attempted to grab her
rear once again. “Wanna give it a shot, monk?”
“Hehe, that won’t be necessary,”
Miroku quickly laughed nervously as he waved his right hand in the air to signal
he no longer had any intention of performing a lewd act.
“I thought so...”
“But you know...” the tone in the
monk’s voice changed, “...you do look beautiful at that height.”
“Huh?” Sango turned with a
baffled look.
“Your new size gives this
perspective that’s sort of...endearing. You’ve always been a strong, protective
woman; it’s been one of your best traits. As you are now, that trait has sort
of...grown with you. Pardon the pun.”
“Miroku...” the giantess gave a
caring look to her friend.
“Course that’s not the only thing
that’s grown!”
Sango’s hand smacked dangerously
close to Miroku with enough force to crush him. “What was that?!”
“Nothing ma’am!”
“That’s what I-Ugh!” Sango
suddenly keeled over, her face contorted in pain. Her brow started to sweat and
her breath grew heavy as each of her hands reached to grab her temples.
“Sango! What’s wrong?!” Miroku
was answered by an unintelligible groan; whatever was happening was preventing
the demon slayer from answering. “Sango! Please say someth-” It was then that
Miroku noticed something: Sango was growing before his very eyes. Though not
enlarging very rapidly, the monk estimated that the demon slayer was adding an
extra inch to her height with every second that passed. “This...This is amazing!
Sango, is this how you’ve been growing?”
“Mi...ro...ku...” Sango managed
to utter through her heavy breathing. “Get...away...”
“No! I won’t leave you!” Miroku
insisted. Before he could say anything else, Sango’s left fist crashed down next
to him, barely missing him; had he been only an inch or two further to the left,
he would have been turned into paste beneath her hand. “Wha-What was that for?!”
Miroku received only another
groan in response, this one sounding more devious in tone than the previous
utterance. Meanwhile, Sango’s eyes slowly began to close as she felt the pain
afflicting her slowly melding with the familiar sensations she had been
experiencing over the past few days. Soon, she began to feel an aura of
confidence about her body, every inch she grew simply increasing this stimulus
and making her feel as if she was truly unstoppable. Moments later, Sango began
to lose control of her mind, no longer able to form coherent thoughts, but
receiving a trade-off of her body reminding her of just how much power she
possessed. The growing woman did her best to resist these feelings, but she soon
found them overpowering her very will, continuing to relax her body while
filling her with an attitude of superiority over everyone else. Sango knew she
had to do something, but as the alien feelings within overwhelmed her
completely, she began to relish the comfort they provided her, even though she
knew they had to be stopped.
“Sango! Answer me! Are you
alright?!”
“I’m...I’m fine...” Sango
answered as her voice took on a more sadistic tone. Without warning, the
giantess furiously swept her right arm in front of her, knocking Miroku deep
into the forest where he crashed through several trees before landing in front
of a large oak, falling unconscious almost immediately. “...Especially now that
I’ve swatted that annoying little fly.”
With a sinister chuckle, Sango
slowly stood up to a new towering height of 312 ft in length, now expanding more
quickly. The kimono-clad goddess looked out at the landscape from her vantage
point, spying a small village a few miles off in the distance, far enough away
so that anyone inside the village of priestesses could not view the plans she
had in store for the unfortunate town. With her newest target found, Sango began
to stomp her way towards the unsuspecting village, crushing dozens of trees
beneath her sandals with each powerful step she took and embedding an imprint of
her footwear into the forest floor, each impression longer and deeper than the
last.
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Chapter 4
As Sango sauntered towards the
doomed village, vague thoughts tossed around in her mind, pondering what actions
she could do upon her arrival. As tall as she was now, simply crushing such a
small village would not hold the same satisfaction as last time, yet she could
not simply do nothing. Perhaps I should
crush them slowly? As fun as that sounded, it still seemed to be lacking in
creativity; just because she was big did not mean she had to crush them, at
least not right away. The villagers needed to be educated first.
Yes...That’s exactly what they need...
The demon huntress knew that they needed to learn just how much better she was
before she took their lives, how she was superior to their inferior,
insect-sized forms in every way imaginable. As Sango grew closer to the village,
she began to elaborate upon the details of her fun.
It all began with a small shudder
of the ground - pebbles gently rolled to the side, ripples stretched throughout
the nearby waters - but it took another minute before anyone could audibly hear
a booming sound, and by that point, it was easy to see where it was coming from.
Only a couple villagers noticed it at first, but when they saw her, everyone
soon did: a giantess, standing hundreds of feet high, was walking provocatively
towards the village. There was no time to run; she was already mere steps away
from the village. The younglings looked to their elders for advice, and the
elders looked to their gods for help, but their false deities did nothing to
help them as Sango stopped her feet just short of the village.
“Well, well...What have we here?
A little village...” Sango smiled wickedly. It was a decent-sized village,
slightly smaller than Kaede’s but not by much, and practically large enough to
be considered a small town. Regardless of its classification, even a town was
nothing before Sango; there was not a single building around that came as high
as her ankles. The highest structure in the village, a silver statue, could not
have been taller than fifty feet in length, yet it was still insignificant
before the giantess, roughly a tenth of her new height with her body still
expanding. “Hmmm...Now what to do with you...?”
Just like with the previous town,
the village was instantly driven into a mad frenzy: people shouting out the word
“Demon!” at the top of their lungs, running, panicking, and screaming for their
very lives. However, there were a few people wise enough to realize that there
was no hope of escape. These people ran to their statue and prayed; if there
were demons, then there surely had to be gods, beings who could save them.
Initially, it was only those with enough clarity to see there was no other hope
who began to pray, yet soon enough, even those who panicked went to join them;
their faith was commendable to say the least.
“Huh? What are you doing?” Sango
asked aloud, noting the villagers’ odd behavior. She bent over to investigate
the statue and found that almost all the villagers were desperately knelt before
it, clearly praying for it to save them from her. The statue itself was somewhat
interesting, a silver form made in the image of a great bear, probably some
spirit of a forest or some such nonsense. “Are you guys praying to your gods?
How quaint...” the demon slayer snickered.
Sango’s foot hovered over the
village, stepping between the small buildings and bringing her close enough for
her next foot to be held over those who were praying. It would have been the
simplest of acts to collapse their beloved statue and crush them beneath her
sandal, but Sango went for a different approach. The giantess’s sandal slowly
glided over the people who prayed, gleefully sensing their despair and sureness
that they were dead. Instead of killing the villagers, her foot poked gently
against the statue with her toes. With all the villagers on one side watching,
Sango prodded the statue until it fell flat on the ground. Still sure of all the
onlookers gazing at their fallen statue, Sango then stomped the insult to her
greatness out of existence, sending countless silver slivers flying across the
small village.
“Some god!” she laughed, turning
her gaze back towards everyone else, wanting nothing more than to end them like
she did their god. “What are you all
going to do now?”
No one answered, either too
afraid or unable to come up with anything in reply. After watching the image of
their deity perish before them, hope seemed to just leave the village; they all
expected they would now surely die. Sango paced around the villagers in a
circle, nicely grouped together by their misplaced faith, like a lioness
circling her prey. They were all bugs awaiting their fate of being crushed, and
with each second that passed, they only grew smaller in comparison to the
huntress. However, Sango did not want to kill them all just yet. After all, what
kind of predator did not play with their food before landing the finishing blow?
“Seems to me like you were
praying to the wrong god,” Sango stopped after completing her third lap. “Pray
instead to the one standing before you.”
“W-Who...?”
“Hmm?” Sango’s eyes focused on a
single villager, apparently their leader. “What was that, bug?”
“Who do we...pray to?”
The giantess smiled, “Sango,
Goddess Sango.”
Immediately, everyone bowed and
murmured praise in the name of Sango out of fear. The newly-decreed goddess felt
a certain smugness in everyone’s submission, even though it was a lie; even that
annoying bit of her inside that cried against every act she committed had to
admit the feeling was titillating to say the least.
“Not bad...but it’s still not
enough.” Sango’s eyes lit up playfully, “I think a more direct form of worship
is necessary...” With a wicked smile on her face, the giantess gently lifted up
her left foot high above the crowd as if planning on crushing them in a single
swipe, causing the villagers to panic and beg forgiveness of their new goddess.
However, instead of what they expected, Sango quickly flicked her ankle, kicking
off her sandal and sending her footwear flying, landing on a small nearby hut
and flattening it instantly. Without saying another word, she gently rested her
bare foot on the ground before repeating the process with her other sandal, once
again destroying another hut with its impact. As her right foot rested on terra
firma, Sango joyfully wiggled her toes, enjoying the feeling of the earth moving
against her feet as she continued to grow. “Ah, much better...” she cooed. “Now
then, I believe a demonstration is in order before you keep worshipping. You
know, just to show you that this
goddess is actually powerful compared to your false idols from earlier.”
Taking a quick glance of what was
left of the village, Sango spotted the tallest building in town, the village
hall, which was about as large as the town’s former idol. “Now then, watch and
be amazed by the power of your goddess!” Slowly, the demon slayer walked towards
the town hall, which was only about three steps away from the gathered
villagers. Despite the fact that the massive woman was leaving their location
temporarily, none of the villagers dared to run away, some out of fear that they
would be punished for doing so, some out of allegiance to their living deity,
but most knew that no matter what they tried, they could not escape a woman of
her stature. Upon reaching the structure, Sango turned her back on the building,
facing the group of frightened villagers once again. “You are all nothing before
me. The work of ants really is a blemish on this world...something I will make
sure to get rid of once and for all...” In an instant, Sango’s body came
crashing down to the ground, her callipygous rear slamming into the building
like a massive meteor from the heavens, annihilating the thatched building.
Within the building, a few villagers had taken shelter from the gigantic terror,
hoping she would never attempt to destroy the edifice; their hopes were quickly
dashed as the last thing any of them would ever see was the soft flesh of
Sango’s butt covered in her green skirt falling upon them and killing them
instantly. The villagers gathered in the square simply stared in awe at the
sight before them, finally realizing that this Goddess Sango spoke the truth:
She was a goddess, her power was indeed real, and that they were about to be
punished for worshipping a false deity for all these years.
Sango simply chuckled to herself
as she picked her body off of the ground, dusting off the debris from the back
of her skirt; even the girl’s actual personality found the feat impressive,
despite knowing the atrocities she had and was committing. “I hope you enjoyed
that little display just now,” she began, “for all of you insects shall face the
same fate soon enough. However, I’m not
that cruel...” the girl emphasized, clearly lying, though the villagers were
none the wiser as to the true intentions of their new goddess. “Pray to me, beg
me to spare you, and if you can appease me, perhaps you shall avoid your
deaths...”
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“M...Mmm...Ugh...” Miroku moaned
as he slowly regained consciousness, over twenty minutes after Sango had sent
him flying into a sea of trees. “What...What happened to me?” Quickly gazing
around at the devastation before him of many broken trees which he had flown
through, the events of the last hour began to reverberate in the monk’s memory.
“Ugh, that’s right, Sango hit me pretty hard,” he recalled as he rubbed the back
of his head. “She wasn’t acting like herself when she started growing again, so
I can forgive her for this, but what would cause her to do such a thing? Wait a
second, where did she go?!” Taking a second look at the area, the lecher quickly
spotted Sango’s tracks, a series of enlarging footprints and downed trees
leading towards the other side of the forest. “I should go warn Inuyasha and the
others, but I’m afraid it would take too long. Mmm...Forgive me, Lady Kaede, but
I must find Sango first before she causes any more damage than she already has.”
With his mind made up, Miroku followed the demon huntress’s trail, praying that
he would reach her before she did something she would regret.
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It was not necessary to have
another display of power; whatever loyalties the villagers had to their former
deity fled with their now-destroyed monument. All they had was the slim chance
that they could appease the cruel giantess resting on the ruins of their
greatest, and newly destroyed, building. Faced with a chance to save themselves
humility and loyalty, it all left them as they bowed before this self-proclaimed
goddess and praised her evil name, some of the villagers more versed in prayer
quickly reworking the phrases to suit their new goddess.
It was a nice start; Sango felt
her lips curling into a smile as she heard the constant murmur of her name in
awe-inspired prayer. It was nice, but...she quickly discovered that it was
boring. It only took a couple minutes before Sango was fidgeting and squeezing
debris between her toes to try and amuse herself. It did not hold quite the same
satisfaction as her previous acts, so her mind began to wander, and ideas began
to form about the possibilities of her new little crowd of bugs.
The much louder voice of Sango
cut off everyone mid-sentence, “Alright, you all can stop your prayers for now.”
Her large eyes scanned the crowd with a calm look about them, picking out
individuals to play with. “Your goddess is pleased that you have all adopted to
your new lifestyle so...quickly.” For
no particular reason, Sango’s foot stretched out and crushed a smaller building;
at her current height, she did not even need to rise. “But I still wonder, it’s
easy to say something, but it’s not as easy to mean it.” The villagers looked at
each other nervously, their guilt as apparent as their fear. “So, I’ll need to
ask for a more...direct form of
worship, just to make sure you’re all as loyal as you claim you are.”
“A-Anything you ask, dear
Goddess!” a frightened voice popped out, agreement soon following from the
remainder of the populace.
“Good.” Sango’s eyes darted to
one of her discarded sandals. “All the men, I want you to go and lie down
there,” her foot lazily raised itself and pointed to the footwear. At first, no
one acted, hoping the giantess was joking; a cold glance from her eyes and the
loss of her smile told them how wrong they were. They all exchanged nervous
glances, but no males uttered a word of protest as they dragged their feet
towards their destination. Some looked to their loved ones, thankfully
uninvolved, though no words were said. Sango’s eyes never left them until every
last male was laying down on her sandal facing the sky. By the end of their
march, her footwear was almost completely covered with people awaiting whatever
fate she had in store for them.
“Excellent.” The demon huntress
rose to her feet and took the couple steps needed to loom over all of them, “I
trust you can all understand what comes next?” Sango’s foot raised itself over
everyone, her toes wiggling eagerly. The reaction was to be expected: Fear
overcame the people, and they all grew either paralyzed or desperate enough to
flee.
“Move and I crush you all like
bugs!” her voice bellowed as loud as it could.
“You’ll crush us all even if we
don’t!”
“Yeah!”
Sango ignored the blatant heresy,
smiling instead, “Have faith in your goddess, and you won’t die.” Whether the
words comforted them or fear held them back, no one moved as Sango’s toes began
to ease their way into the familiar places. As her bare sole continued to
approach everyone, she could feel their panic growing with every second; all the
men could do was brace for death. Just as Sango’s foot was mere inches away and
fully inside, it stopped; none were crushed, but they were all close enough that
they could reach out and touch the appendage looming above them.
“You see? Have faith and you
shall be rewarded,” the goddess said calmly as she allowed herself a smug smile.
Sango could not see anyone beneath her, but she could clearly envision all their
faces: A confused mixture of relief and terror, some certain they would live,
others certain their fate was postponed. Between her toes, Sango could make out
small groups of people, but none of them drew any attention. Instead, she felt a
pang of displeasure at the sight once she realized something: She had been
continuing to grow and her clothes along with her, but since she discarded her
sandals, they seemed to halt their growth. As a result, her sandals she had
owned for years were now at least a size too small to be wearable for any period
of time, her toes would reach over the ridges and dig into the ground.
Oh well, not like I need sandals the way I am anyways, she quickly dismissed
the displeasure and proceeded with her fun.
“As I said, you won’t die.”
Sango’s foot lowered the last few inches and crushed those underfoot. “Not
all of you,” she giggled and quickly removed her foot. The titaness
did not bother to count those who had fit onto her footwear, but what was left
numbered at a couple dozen at most, fortunate souls who were either between her
toes or beneath the arch of her foot and avoided the bulk of her weight. These
survivors were too horrified to shout more insults much to Sango’s pleasure as
she rested her foot back beside her sandal and casually wiped off the blood and
bodies into the dirt as if it were nothing. “Now, you can come kiss my toes and
thank your goddess for being so merciful.”
While the goddess awaited her
praise, she looked to the other villagers who had been fearfully watching the
whole time, “Now then...I hope you all are ready to please your goddess too.”
The collective female villager population was filled with absolute terror at the
mere thoughts of what their goddess had in store for them. Since she had
exterminated a majority of the males with little more than slight pressure from
her holy soles, there was no telling how many of them would perish in her test
of faith.
“T-There is no need to test us,
great goddess,” a random female called out from the crowd, fear evident in her
voice by the stuttering in her reply.
“You dare to challenge the will
of your goddess?!” Sango barked furiously, sending chills through the bodies of
those beneath her.
“M-My apologies, Goddess! I d-did
not mean to-” Before her apology was uttered, the towering woman swiftly dropped
her other foot upon the girl by simply stretching it out in front of her,
killing several other civilians in the process.
“You arrogant fool! Did you all
see what challenging your faith in me gets you?” the kimono-clad giantess
bellowed. “I was planning on having
your test of faith be easier than that of the males because we are of the same
gender, but now, I shall put your loyalty to the ultimate test!” she declared,
spitting on the crowd gathered below out of spite, drenching them in the warm
juices of her saliva. As the remaining villagers attempted to brush off the
translucent goo off their frames while simultaneously grieving over the
‘unfaithful’ who had just perished in front of their very eyes, Sango had bent
down low to the ground, drawing a large circle into the soft dirt not far from
her using her right index finger. “Now, the rest of you, lie down in this
circle.” Fearing angering the massive goddess even further, the surviving women
scrambled to their designated location, their deity glaring at them coldly as
they did so, packing in as many of themselves as possible into the space Sango
had given them. Once they had all been gathered in one location, a wicked smirk
formed on Sango’s face as she gently flicked her foot that was surrounded by the
survivors of her first trial, sending them all flying into nearby standing huts
so she had the full use of her body once more.
“Now then, maybe you don’t
understand that you are all nothing before me, but I’m about to remind you all
of your place before me...” Ever so slowly, Sango turned her back towards the
women, her gargantuan rear appearing larger than usual in her tight green skirt.
“Please Goddess, we did not mean
any harm!” a lone voice pleaded.
“If I hear another word, I will
squash you all like the worthless bugs you are!” she commanded while not looking
behind her, each villager able to sense the vengeful expression on her face
without gazing upon her directly. There was an eerie silence for several seconds
as the female populace lay paralyzed on the ground, a wall of cloth-covered
flesh blocking their field of vision. “Now, as I was saying, I am your goddess,
and as such, I will always be superior
to you pathetic little ants. You will
always be beneath me.” With a slight chuckle escaping from her now grinning
lips, Sango slowly lowered her butt on top of the terrified women, resting her
hands on the ground next to her to support her body, stopping once she felt the
very edges of her skirt touch a human beneath her. “You will all learn this
lesson and commit it to memory, or perish just as the others have. Have faith in
your goddess, and you shall not die.”
With another smug, confident
smirk, Sango lowered her palms to the ground, now putting her full weight atop
the unfortunate villagers. Those who were directly under the center of her rear
popped instantly into a bloody paste against her immense weight, while those who
were on the outskirts of the circle struggled against the resting weight of
their goddess, hoping that their bodies could pass the trial and escape with
only a few broken bones at the worst.
“Not only this...” Sango spoke
once more after she had sat for about twenty seconds, “...but you must remember
that I am becoming more and more superior by the moment!” Slowly, but surely,
the huntress’s growth began to pick up once more, slowly enlarging atop the
doomed crowd. With each second that passed, Sango could hear more popping noises
beneath her posterior, a sign that it would not be long before they all
succumbed to the simple act of her resting. Though she knew it was wrong,
Sango’s true self felt immense pleasure in what she was doing, each death
beneath her quieting and calming her with a reassuring wave of unstoppable
power. They have to learn their place before their goddess...Wait, no! What am
I saying? I have to stop this! Try as she might, Sango could only watch as
her body continued to grow, continued to kill, all in the name of idolatry, yet
she was merely calmed by wave after wave of power flowing through her entire
being.
“Do you understand now?” the now
705 ft giantess asked the remaining victims, less than 15% of the original group
now still alive, and all of them possessing at least some chest injuries. “I am
always growing, always strengthening, always becoming more, and you insolent
mites remain the same: small, weak, and limited by your own ignorance! No matter
what you try, no matter how hard you strive for success, you will always and
forever be beneath me, just as you are now, beneath my power. I’m not even
lifting a finger and still you perish before my superior size and power! This is
where you will always remain, forever below your goddess...”
Gazing down at her circle, Sango
then pressed down atop the remaining villagers with added force, hearing a
myriad of loud popping noises that were a symphony to her ears. After five full
seconds of experiencing her total mass, the goddess lifted herself off the
ground, easily dusting off the human remains from her skirt, it appearing as
good as new in only a few seconds, almost as if nothing had occurred. Out of the
nearly 120 women who had been forced to prove their worth to the massive demon
slayer, only 6 survived, all of them gasping for breath due to their injuries,
but quickly thanking their deity for her wisdom and mercy.
As each of the lesser beings
paused to regain themselves, Sango’s eyes scanned those who survived the last
few minutes. She did not bother counting how many villagers there were before,
but those left were enough that she could merely count them at a glance. It
could not have been more than twenty people, twenty bug-sized people praising
their goddess for sparing them.
“You’ve all proven your loyalty
to me, dear followers,” the giantess began, seating herself back on the
destroyed buildings from earlier. As she spoke, her toes casually brushed
against nearby buildings and made them collapse. “Since you’ve done such a fine
job of pleasing me, I feel as if you’re in need of a reward. Now, if you would
all please gather before me...”
At this point, no one needed
persuasion, the surviving villagers quickly heeding their goddess’s wish and
doing as she asked. Once the group was in front of Sango, she lowered her hand
before them. “Climb on,” her tone making it clear that it was an order. There
were nervous glances, but everyone did as commanded. “Be careful now, I don’t
want anyone to fall.” Carefully, the giantess raised her hand near her face, all
her faithful servants beside her chin. Their fear was still present, though at
this point, the expressions of these weary people began to bore the goddess, her
eyes narrowing mischievously as words rolled easily from her tongue, “I’m afraid
even as a goddess I don’t have the ability to grant you material gifts quite
yet, so you’ll have to suffice for a more...personal
gift.” Before anyone could wonder what she meant, the goddess’s lips
puckered and began to close in on the people.
Run! Don’t let her do it! an annoying voice
cried out from inside her head. It was promptly ignored as Sango enveloped the
tiny people in her warm lips, giving them the greatest kiss any could have ever
imagined. She held the pose for several moments, even feeling some servants kiss
back, then her tongue lightly poked out. At first, it only gently prodded a
couple of people, but once that was done, there was no more restraint - Sango’s
hand tilted and her tongue began to greedily devour all on her palm.
No words could describe the
feeling of these lesser beings in the woman’s mouth. They moved about and
struggled like insects, gently tickling her mouth in ways she had never known
prior to her ascension. The slightest movements of her tongue rocked their
world, and with every sway of the pink appendage, Sango felt more and more
people fall down her throat, flailing futilely until they landed in the pool of
acid known as her stomach. Those who remained had the fortune of experiencing
the roof of the gigantic mouth as the goddess pushed her tongue against it,
leaving them adhered to the roof until the tongue scraped them back off. She
could feel several people sliding off the sides and ending up either beneath her
tongue or on her teeth. Those on her teeth quickly met her molars and that was
that, yet those beneath her tongue were in for a much worse fate. The taste of
human had Sango relishing her food like never before; she’d been holding it back
until this point, but for a moment, she let the saliva build up. In seconds,
those beneath her tongue were trapped beneath the gooey liquid. Already battered
and all air forced from them, they struggled for oxygen, only breathing in small
wisps of the giantess’s breath until they inevitably stopped squirming. Only
then did Sango finally swallow; anyone else still alive in her throat would not
be for much longer.
There was an audible gulp when
Sango finally returned to the outside world. “Fools. A goddess has no need of
you bugs.” A sick laugh escaped her lips as she walked back and surveyed the
destruction she had caused in less than an hour: An entire village wiped out,
more than half its buildings in ruin, its monument...
“Hmm?” When Sango turned to face
the destroyed bear monument, there was something new there: A child suffering
beneath the fallen pillar. “Aww...Poor child,” Sango mused as she approached the
young man and knelt near him. “You poor thing, half crushed and slowly bleeding
out, but not fast enough to avoid watching me wipe out everyone you ever knew or
loved. If you would like, you could pray for mercy.”
This child was too far gone to be
able to speak, but his eyes conveyed his hope. Whether or not that hope was for
a quick death or his life to be saved was unknown.
“Here.” Sango quickly glanced and
found what she was looking for. Carefully, her fingers relocated the head of the
bear monument before the boy. “Pray to your god for whatever you need.”
The mockery was the last straw,
the boy’s eyes grew faint and then...empty.
A sinister laugh promptly
followed the last villager’s demise.
NOOOOO!
The giantess cringed as a
horrified voice rang out in her skull. I
am not some kind of monster! This all has to stop...NOW!
Almost immediately, power flooded through her being, causing Sango to
chuckle in delight as the voice was calmed once again, her physical body growing
larger as she began to wipe the remaining buildings from the face of the earth,
a simple movement of her toes enough to bring them down.
No...Not again... Sango struggled
against the familiar sensations, watching as she continued to move her body
against her will, indulging in the art of destruction.
This isn’t right...This isn’t what I
want...This isn’t me! I have to stop this! The demon slayer tried her
hardest to resist the power that surged throughout her entire being, urging her
to relax and enjoy what she was doing, what she was becoming, yet her body
continued to act on its own, demolishing the remainder of the village just like
she had done in her dream the night before. The more her eyes bore witness to
what she was doing, the more that dream felt like a prophecy come true.
Regardless of what it meant, the huntress, the true huntress trapped within
herself, knew she had to stop herself.
Sango’s sole rose once more,
ready to annihilate another thatched hut.
NOOOOO! she mentally screamed,
causing her body to once again grasp its head in pain as it dropped its foot on
the ground, missing its target. I
will...take back...control...of my
body...and no amount of power...will tempt me otherwise! The kimono-clad
colossus fought against herself, once again attempting to quiet her true being
with limitless strength, yet this time, she struggled against it with all her
will, resisting the temptation with everything she had left.
I will not...let myself...become that
which I have sworn to kill! I am not a demon...I am Sango, the demon slayer, and
this is my body to use to accomplish
my goal!
Dropping down onto her knees,
Sango’s weight caused the ground to shake for miles as she crashed into the
earth, now screaming out loud in pain. The true huntress could feel herself
slowly regaining control, starting from her legs and gradually moving upwards.
The alien presence within tried with all its might to stand up and finish off
the last remnants of the village, but Sango herself would have none of that,
asserting her dominance to glue her legs against the ground and preventing her
from moving. After another half a minute of struggling, the presence retreated
into the depths of the woman’s psyche, but not before filling her with one
strong, familiar pulse, making Sango grow another hundred feet. As her body
naturally expanded, her right leg accidentally destroyed the front of the hut
she so desperately tried to protect.
“I’m...I’m me again...” Sango
stuttered as she gazed down at her hands, gently balling them into fists as she
regained full muscular control. “I’m...I’m so big now...So very big...” When she
had first arrived, the town seemed so much bigger, yet now it seemed so
insignificant, a ruin she crumbled apart with her feet. The fresh memory made
her gag, “...and I’ve...I’ve...become a...a...” The word hung at the edge of her
tongue: Monster. I’ve become a gigantic,
village crushing monster.
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Chapter 5
Slowly picking herself up onto
her feet, the titanic woman gazed out at the devastation her body had wrought.
Upon making her way to the village only less than an hour ago, Sango recalled a
bright, cheerful village off in the distance: Crops ready to be plucked for the
harvest by eager farmers, children playing with their friends in the streets,
mothers picking up dried clothes from the outside of their huts, and a majority
of the town engaged in a group prayer around their idol - just another small
civilization she had encountered upon her travels. Now, nothing remained of the
village save for the ruins of several thatched huts, the remnants of the
desecrated silver statue of the false god, and the few huts that she managed to
spare by regaining control of her senses in the nick of time. Landmarks of the
destruction she had wrought were littered throughout what remained of the town,
most notably imprints of her sizeable posterior etched into the earth and her
now child-sized sandals, still littered with the corpses of those who blindly
obeyed the command of their self-proclaimed deity, only to find their efforts
rewarded with a quick, yet painful demise.
“This town...It was once so
beautiful before, but...but now...it looks like Naraku himself has recently came
through here...” the demon slayer slowly muttered, still absorbing the massacre
of the village and its people. “And I...I...I was the one who did this...all of
this...And I...I enjoyed this?! What part of me could tolerate eating human
beings?! I’m no better than the demons I’ve sworn to kill!” With the comparison
made to the former head of the demons, tears began to fall from Sango’s eyes as
she slowly sat down on the ground, pulling her knees close to her chest as small
droplets of water were absorbed into the fabric of her dress.
“Sango! Sannnnnn-go!” Miroku
called out from about half a kilometer away, spying the enormous huntress off in
the distance. There she is! I’ve finally
caught up to her, but...This doesn’t look good. Why is she crying?...Oh no,
don’t tell me she... “Hang on Sango, I’ll be there in a moment!” Picking up
the pace, the lecherous monk ran as fast as he could towards his ally, though
the closer he came to her, the more his eyes lit up in horror as he was able to
view exactly why Sango was crying. As he finally entered the village grounds
minutes later, Miroku was speechless for a moment, unable to comprehend the vast
amount of destruction surrounding the massive woman.
Dear gods, what...what happened here?! Did
Sango do all this? No...No, she could never do such a thing! But, she’s grown so
much in just a short time...She’s absolutely enormous! This doesn’t look good at
all... “Sango! Hey, Sango, down here!” he called out as he approached the
giantess’s bare feet.
“Mi...Miroku?” Sango sniffled
between sobs.
“Yes, Sango, it’s me! What on
earth happened here?! You’re...You’re much bigger than you were before!”
“Just go, Miroku!” she yelled out
as she wiped her hands across her eyes.
“Go? There’s no way I could leave
you alone! Not like this!”
“If you stay here, I’ll just wind
up crushing you too. Just leave!”
Sango blindly swiped her hand in Miroku’s direction.
The monk nimbly sidestepped
Sango’s poor swipe, “If you think I’m leaving you here alone, you’re mistaken.
Don’t worry about me, I can take care of myself. Trust me.”
Miroku gave Sango the most reassuring of faces, smiling when he saw her tears
begin to die down. “Now, what happened here?”
The story was not long; Sango
retold how she lost control of her body and was driven around by some kind of
evil force, how she continued to grow and wreak havoc until she finally regained
herself. Miroku’s spent the whole time listening intently. When Sango finally
finished, he was visibly nervous,
“This isn’t good. Whatever’s inside of you, demon or not, is getting stronger.
We have to exorcise it immediately. Let’s go see Lady Kaede. Perhaps she’s
figured something out by now.”
“...I don’t know if I should,
Miroku...I don’t want to endanger anyone else...”
“You can stay outside the
village, far enough away that everyone will be safe.”
The giantess still seemed
uncertain, but with no other options, she nodded meekly. “Climb on. I want to be
back to normal as soon as possible.” Her hand reached out until Miroku was safe
in her palm. “Let’s go.”
The trek was not long, only a few
minutes passing before Sango set Miroku down to make the rest of the journey to
the village of priestesses on his own.
“I’ll come right back, okay
Sango!” he assured her before leaving. When his back was turned to the giant
huntress, he began a full sprint for the village.
She’s really upset..not that I can blame
her. After this, she’ll probably stay traumatized for a long time. I wonder how
I can ease her burden...No, now’s not the time for that! First, we’ll get Sango
to normal, then I can work the rest out! I just hope nothing bad happens before
then...
Miroku was no giant, but he moved
as quickly as his body would take him, quickly viewing the familiar buildings of
his destination not far away. Kagome and Inuyasha awaited the monk near the
entrance, raising their hands to begin greetings, but one look at Miroku’s face
made them stop.
“What happened?” Inuyasha cut
right to the point.
“I’ll explain later, but first
let me find Lady Kaede!” Miroku never broke his pace and stormed right past his
friends, who quickly began to follow.
The elderly priestess Kaede was
in her usual hut, her eyes widening when the young monk stormed in, “What
happened, Miroku?”
“The situation has gotten worse,
Lady Kaede...” Beside him, Inuyasha and Kagome entered just in time to hear
Miroku explain the recent developments. When he was done, silence filled the
small dwelling.
“This is a dire situation
indeed,” the sagely woman nodded. “If nothing is done soon, we could be facing a
problem worse than a hundred Narakus.”
“Do you have any ideas on how to
save Sango, m’lady?”
“Only one. Near the southern
coast, you’ll find a sacred ocean temple, one of the holiest areas nearby. The
holy waters of that temple may be just what you need to cure Sango, granted a
powerful priestess is there to help.” The old woman smiled towards Kagome,
“...But I have a feeling that part isn’t an issue.”
“I’ll do whatever it takes!” the
young girl nodded.
“We better hurry.” Miroku rose
again, “The sooner this is done the better.” Everyone agreed and began their
journey back to their giant friend.
“Woah! Sango’s
huge!” Inuyasha exclaimed as they drew
closer to the demon slayer, the two who stayed behind taking in her larger size
in astonishment.
“Inuyasha,” Miroku began, “I
think it would be best if you did not mention anything about Sango’s height at
the moment. She’s under a lot of stress right now, and I don’t think reminding
her of what’s happening to her body would do anything to help her out.”
“But how can I
not say anything about her height?
She’s as big as a mountain by now!”
“Sit boy!” Kagome fumed as the
half-demon was once again forced to the ground by an immense amount of gravity.
“Ouch! Geez, what the hell did
you do that for?!”
“Promise me you won’t say a thing
about Sango’s height. Promise it, Inuyasha!”
“Alright, alright, I won’t say
anything,” the dog demon complained. “Let’s just get this over with and get her
back to normal already...”
“Thank you, Kagome,” the monk
nodded.
“No problem. It’s easy to shut up
Inuyasha whenever he acts up,” she replied with a playful chuckle.
After only another minute had
passed, the trio had made their way in front of the giantess’s bare feet, each
of her digits now almost 2 ft tall. “Hey! Sango! Down here!” Miroku called up to
the massive woman. “We’ve got some good news!”
“Oh, Miroku...You’re back rather
quickly,” Sango said softly as she gazed down at her feet. “And I see you’ve
brought Kagome and Inuyasha as well...”
“Hey Sango, good to see you
again!” the girl from another era waved. “Miroku’s got some really great news
for you! Oh, hey, what happened to your sandals? Did you lose ‘em or something?”
It all came flooding back at
once: removing her footwear ever so slowly, carelessly tossing them atop huts
full of unsuspecting people, then later ordering dozens of citizens back onto
the thatch sandals, ending their lives beneath her sole, too big for it to
accommodate her any longer. She remembered placing her foot next to the bloody
object once she had regained control, it appearing like that of a baby’s shoes
before her enlarged body, yet another reminder that she would now forever feel
everything beneath her with every step she took.
“Um...Well...”
“Yes, she lost them, in a sense,”
Miroku interrupted. “She took them off before she grew while we were relaxing,
but once she had finished growing, they were far too small to be worn again. I
personally think she looks much more attractive without them, wouldn’t you
agree, Sango?”
The tormented woman smiled meekly
for a moment, knowing that her friend was trying to cheer up by hitting on her
once again, in light of the recent events that had unfolded. “You’re such a
lecher,” she spoke. “Anything to get your hands on my butt...”
“Hehehe, just as sharp as ever,
Sango,” the monk sharply laughed. “Anyways, as Kagome was saying, we have some
great news. Lady Kaede has spoken of a shrine to the south that possesses
immense healing properties within its waters. With any luck, this is the cure
we’ve been looking for to return you back to normal!”
“If what you say is true, then
let us head out there at once. The sooner I’m back to normal, the better.
But...”
“But what, Sango?” Kagome asked.
“What if the waters aren’t
powerful enough to cleanse the Sacred Jewel within me? What if I’m stuck like
this forever if the shrine’s waters fail?”
“They won’t. Inuyasha and I will
return to the future to make sure that doesn’t happen!”
“What? We will?!” Inuyasha asked
in confusion as he turned towards Kagome.
“Of course we will! If the shrine
still exists in my time, the water 500 years from now must be much more holier
than it is now. If the waters at this shrine won’t do the trick, then we’ll just
bring some back to the Feudal Era, and that should do it for sure!”
“That...actually sounds like it
could work,” Sango agreed.
“Then it’s settled,” the monk
nodded as he took charge. “I shall go with Sango to the shrine, while you and
Inuyasha head to the shrine in the future and bring back a large sample just in
case we are unsuccessful here. There’s no way this plan can fail - either way,
we will get Sango back to normal!”
Inuyasha gave a curt nod and
immediately picked up Kagome without warning. “Hey! What do you think you’re
doing?!”
“Gimme a break! This is faster
than waiting for you and your bike anyways.” The girl in his arms opened her
lips to protest, but after a moment, they shut in favor of a small nod. “Take
care of her, Miroku. If you mess this up, I’ll kick your ass!” Inuyasha began to
take off when he heard the monk from behind him.
“Why Inuyasha, it almost sounds
like you’re worried. How sweet!” Miroku did not receive a reply, but for a
moment, Inuyasha’s face was as red as his clothes before he left. “Now...” he
raised his gaze to the giant woman beside him, “should we be off now ourselves?”
“Yeah, the sooner the better.”
Just as before, Sango reached for Miroku to carry him the way, her fingers
gently plucking him from the ground.
SPLAT!
The image was all too clear, her
fingers crushing Miroku’s tiny frail body with zero effort, his innards
exploding in an indistinguishable heap before being grinded to dust between her
digits. A familiar voice echoed:
You could do it, you know.
No, I won’t, Sango brushed aside the gruesome
thought and image as quickly as it came. By this point, her hand had already
reached her chest and opened so her friend could rest in her palm. “...Let’s get
going.”
Despite the lighthearted jokes
initially, the mood of the journey was quite gloomy. Every time Sango blinked,
she could see all the destruction she caused before; it never escaped her. She
was vaguely aware of Miroku trying to make idle chatter to brighten her up, but
that only made her feel worse.
“The view is amazing up here
Sango. You’re really lucky.”
The giantess knew the monk said
this whilst staring directly at her chest, but even so, she did not reply. A few
more comments followed periodically with similar results; all that was on
Sango’s mind was the village. How many people lived there? A hundred? A
thousand? More? Now there were none, and their blood was on Sango’s hands. Was
she crushing people right now without even realizing it? She was walking in a
hurry, so she would never notice if a stray passerby met their end beneath her
massive sole. The thought alone kept her eyes on where her feet landed, even
though anyone nearby ran in terror at the sight of her.
“Don’t worry Sango, we’ll get you
back to normal.”
It doesn’t change what I’ve done though.
“Yeah...” No amount of atonement could change that.
I shouldn’t be dwelling on this. First,
I’ll get back to normal. And then… She had no idea what to do after that
point. How could one even fathom to try and make amends for a massacre?
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Chapter 6
“Sango, I see the temple!”
“Huh?” For a moment, the haze in
her mind cleared up and Sango noticed the world again. Sure enough, coming into
sight was a beautiful temple beside the water. Though not a large structure, the
temple possessed an elegant torii at its entrance, inscribed with various sacred
markings to keep even the strongest demons from entering its premises. “Wow, we
certainly arrived here faster than I thought.”
“It’s all thanks to your size,
Sango,” Miroku smiled up at her. “What should’ve taken us days has only taken us
less than an hour. I guess there’s some benefits to being big after all!”
If only he knew how wrong he was... “I
guess so,” she half-heartedly replied.
“Hey, c’mon now Sango, cheer up!
We’re here now, and with the plan we’ve got going, we’ll have you back to normal
in no time! Now then, since you obviously can’t even fit past the temple gates,
I’ll go in and summon the shrine’s priestess to come out here and see you.
Hopefully it won’t take long to prepare the ritual, but I’ll do everything I can
to help speed it up.”
“I hope so too, Miroku...” the
gigantic huntress sighed as she slowly began to lower her palm to the ground,
dumping the lecherous monk in front of her feet.
CRUNCH!
Another image flashed in the
young woman’s eyes, this time of her friend being swiftly crushed beneath her
sole, just as she had done with many lives before him. Lifting up her foot, all
Sango could view was a bloody paste that had drenched the grass a deep crimson,
nothing remaining of the former soul save for his staff.
He will only hurt you.
He’s the only one who can help me,
Sango once again pushed the image from her mind. “Just hurry back quickly,
alright?”
“Will do. Be right back!”
It took only a few minutes more
before Miroku returned with the temple’s sole priestess, a young azure-haired
woman dressed in pair of navy blue hakama and a white haori.
“Dear gods, she
is as massive as you say!” the
priestess exclaimed as she stepped outside the temple, taking in Sango’s full
800 ft frame up close.
“Yes, I was telling the truth,”
Miroku affirmed as he turned his attention towards his crush. “Sango, this is
Mizumi, the shrine maiden of this holy place. She has agreed to perform the
ritual to cleanse the Sacred Jewel within you.”
“Nice to meet you,” Sango smiled
down at the somewhat frightened girl.
“And nice to meet you as well,
though as big as you are, I think we’ll need a lot more water than we normally
use,” the priestess chuckled as she envisioned how the ceremony would work with
such a large person. “Normally, we just use a small vial of purified water from
deep within the temple, but for you...Well, it won’t be an easy task, but I’ll
have to temporarily purify the ocean so that you may properly be cleansed.”
“I’ll do whatever I can to make
the preparations as soon as possible,” the monk said as he offered his services.
“I’m quite adept with many spiritual cleansing rituals.”
“Oh? I thought you were only good
for squeezing my butt...” Mizumi glared at the monk.
“What?! I would never do such a
thing!”
“Don’t worry, Mizumi,” Sango
interjected, “Miroku is a lecherous monk, so don’t be surprised if he tries to
pull something like that again...But you won’t now, will you, monk?” Sango
glared as she stomped the ground in front of her, using her size to her
advantage to intimidate the smaller being.
“O-Of course I won’t!” he
sweatdropped. “C-Come now, Mizumi, let’s get this water purified as soon as
possible!”
-----
“Took you long enough to get us
here!” Kagome complained as the duo arrived at the Bone Eater’s Well, the
time-traveling well to the present era.
“Hey, it’s not my fault we got
ambushed by some demons along the way!” the half-demon protested. “We got here
in one piece, didn’t we? So stop complainin’ already!”
“We just gotta hurry. I want to
get back to Sango as soon as possible.”
“Then just shut up and jump into
the well already!”
-----
“Are you sure about this Miroku?”
Sango stared apprehensively at the mass of water before her.
“I’m sorry m’lady,” the priestess
bowed, “but given your size, this is the only option. Do not worry. Feel free to
use our entire expanse of ocean. We have purified it appropriately.”
“It’ll be fine, Sango!” the monk
nodded in encouragement.
“I’m not sure...Shouldn’t we wait
for Kagome to come back?” the titaness hesitated. “You told me we needed a
strong priestess, and it’s hard to beat her skills.”
“She’ll be gone at least until
tomorrow, and there’s no harm in trying this today,” Miroku retorted. “If it
fails, we just wait ‘til she gets back.”
Can’t really argue with that…
Sango grumbled
to herself before gently poking her foot into the water. Nervously, her hands
began to reach for her kimono, preparing to remove it for her soak, though they
never got further than that. As Sango’s toes brushed against the bottom of the
lake, a shiver ran up her entire body. It was a feeling all too familiar by this
point, and it never meant anything good: Growth.
But why?! Why now?!
Another mental image popped into
Sango’s mind, this time not one of the gruesome visions she saw each time she
moved, but of her two friends jumping into the well, no doubt at this very
moment. The portal between times opened, and with it, Sango felt her body
reacting.
“Miroku...” Sango’s foot pulled
back from the water as her breathing grew heavy. “...Run.”
That was the final straw, and
now, the floodgates were open. Sango could feel the utter bliss of her body
expanding filling her every pore, and with it, her other self quickly rose back
to dominance. Only one word followed, uttered by a totally different, colder
voice:
“More...”
The only apt description for it
was an explosion; with no warning or sign of stopping, Sango’s body simply
expanded. The giantess closed her eyes to relish the tingling sensation of her
body becoming more massive, more beautiful, more powerful. A building dared to
interfere with her heel’s ascension, but it quickly caved in favor of the
appendage, and with it, more than a few poor souls were crushed to make way for
Sango’s expanding feet. Water began to splash against the tips of Sango’s toes,
but she did not care; she simply continued to let her body do what it was meant
to do.
“More! I want
more!”
Every second seemed like an
eternity of euphoria, the destruction caused by the growth only a bonus. By the
time Sango regained her senses almost thirty seconds later and opened her eyes
to view the results, she could easily tell it was her greatest ascension yet.
The temple from before was completely annihilated, wiped out in order to make
room for her right foot’s growth. All that remained was a single wall just far
enough away to be safe, but there were not any signs of the people who were
inside of it. With the temple’s destruction, there was now no point of reference
for Sango’s size, aside from the lake. Even at a casual glance, the beautiful
giantess knew her height had more than doubled, maybe even tripled. Placing a
number on her size was too much effort and frankly beneath her; all she knew was
that she was bigger than ever.
“Shame I have nothing to crush at
this size,” the massive woman sighed. “I’ve grown bored of ants and trees.”
Sango’s previous crush sessions involved crummy houses not even the height of
her toes, but with her new stature, she needed something new, a place she had
never been to before. She needed...
“Hmm? What’s that?” Something in
the water caught Sango’s eye. Was it a whirlpool? A hole? Whatever it was, it
held her fascination. She did not have any reason to believe so, but Sango had
the feeling this little hole was the answer she was looking for. Her eyes
continued to study it curiously as the hole widened, expanded, soon even
becoming large enough to accommodate someone of Sango’s caliber. Carefully, the
giantess poked her head over the hole and saw an amazing sight: enormous
buildings, thousands upon thousands of people - the pinnacle of a thriving
civilization.
It was everything Kagome had ever
described her home to be.
“And soon to be mine...” Sango
grinned as she lowered a foot into the portal. Quickly pulling her foot back out
to make sure the portal was safe to enter, the titanic woman slowly walked into
the awaiting dimensional rift, laughing wickedly as she contemplated all the fun
she would soon have in the future. “Goodbye, Feudal Era...I’m off to destroy
bigger and better things...”
Meanwhile, in the ruins of the
demolished temple, a lone figure emerged from beneath a pile of rubble, a single
monk covered in cuts and bruises, his body completely exhausted from the
structure collapsing upon him. “Ugh...What...happened...?” Miroku rubbed his
head as he gazed out at the devastation around him, his eyes widening as he
noticed a familiar blue garb pinned under a large chunk of stone. “Oh no!
Mizumi!”
Wasting no time, Miroku used what
remaining strength he had to bring himself over to the boulder, pulling it off
the priestess and finding her in a similar state. “She’s...dead...” he paused
for a moment after checking her vital signs, finding no traces of life in her
body. “This can’t be...The water was supposed to cleanse Sango of her curse...”
The monk then turned towards the ritual site, only to find the titanic huntress
entering a strange portal that had appeared at the edge of the ocean. “What the
hell is that?! I don’t sense any demonic energy emanating from it, but I can’t
let Sango enter it. There’s no telling what she could do!”
Grabbing his staff from the
rubble, Miroku quickly hobbled his way over to the portal, arriving just as
Sango’s head had finished submerging inside of it. “Oh no you don’t!” Using his
staff as leverage, the monk catapulted himself into the bowels of the mysterious
gateway, catching a glimpse of the destination it led to before being hurled
away by an alien force, landing on his back on the nearby grass. “What
the...hell...” Miroku struggled as he sat back up, watching as the gate began to
quickly close, disappearing from existence only a few seconds later and leaving
no trace of Sango.
“What was that strange power just
now? Did Sango form a barrier around her body? No, but perhaps the Jewel created
one for her? Whatever the case, wherever that portal led to won’t be safe for
long. It’s strange...I’ve never seen buildings that high or impressive anywhere
in Japan...” After pondering where the portal could lead, Miroku was suddenly
hit with a burst of inspiration, “Of course! No wonder I’ve never seen such
structures before...It’s because they don’t exist in our time! But...they
do exist in Kagome’s era...No, it
can’t be. Sango...was teleported to the future? I must tell Lady Kaede of this
at once!” Grabbing his staff once again, Miroku began to use it as a crutch,
hobbling towards the priestess’s village in the hope that Kagome and Inuyasha
had not yet left for the present era.
I just hope I’m not too late, but in the state I’m in, I probably won’t make it
in time. Still, I must let them know what has occurred here and try to see if we
can do something about this...
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Chapter 7
“C’mon Kagome, we got no time to
waste!” Inuyasha scowled as he helped pull out the schoolgirl from the Bone
Eater’s Well. “Let’s get this stupid water and get back to the village as soon
as possible.”
“Right! But first...we should
stop and get something to eat,” Kagome smiled. “It’s been a long day, and I’m
sure we’ll find the temple much quicker if we find out where it is first. We’ll
stop by my house for dinner, then we’ll check a map of the area to find the
temple.”
“We don’t have time for that!”
“Sit boy!”
The half-demon was once again
compelled to the ground by powerful gravity magics, his head slamming into the
concrete ground beneath him. “Will you cut that out?! Guh, fine, we’ll stop for
a quick meal, but then we’re heading straight to the temple, got it?”
“Of course! I’m sure mom’s
already got dinner ready, and I don’t think they’ll mind making an extra plate
for you, so let’s go eat!”
As the duo opened the gate
leading from the well to the temple grounds, the sky began to glow an ominous
crimson, distorting the usually calm presence of the stratosphere.
“Hmmm...Now that’s odd,” Kagome
mused. “It’s not that late, so the sun shouldn’t be going down yet.”
“You sure this doesn’t happen a
lot during your time?”
“Positive. Something just doesn’t
feel right about this...”
“Wait! Kagome, look over there!”
Inuyasha exclaimed as he pointed towards a darker section of the cloud layer.
Slowly, a golden portal began to emerge from between two clouds, appearing first
as a small dot in the sky, but soon beginning to become visibly larger. “What
the hell is that?”
“I don’t know, but that can’t be
good!”
People all throughout the Tokyo
streets began to stare up at the sky in disbelief, gazing up at the mysterious
anomaly in the clouds. Every TV station in the city suddenly cut into their
regularly scheduled programming to broadcast the event live, the hole still
enlarging with each passing moment. After twenty more seconds of development,
the gateway ceased its expansion, yet instead of increasing in size, a form
could be seen entering from inside of it, just as large as the portal was tall.
Onlookers all watched in a mix of confusion and wonder as the very clear form of
a person began to fall from the portal. As the last bit of the woman’s head
began to come into view, the void she seemed to come from quickly closed itself
behind her, the sky once again returning to its natural calmness.
There was a brief moment where no
one could believe what they were seeing: directly overhead was just...a giant
shadow. It was too big to be a person, but there was no way it could be anything
but that. It only vaguely registered to people that this immense creature was
rapidly falling to the ground below it.
Sango glanced between her feet at
the incoming landmass. Landing was as simple as ever, but at her size, it
brought severe repercussions to the area. There was not any time to examine the
foreign structures before they met their end beneath her feet. The impact of the
giantess landing made a loud blast that destroyed all city blocks nearby and
could be heard through most of the world.
Sango had made her landing in the
present era.
Calmly, the giantess laid a hand
at her waist and glanced around Tokyo, the city still largely standing despite
the area around her feet being completely annihilated.
It seems like my power has increased since I entered the portal,
she noted with a sinister chuckle as she casually wiggled her toes, grinding
countless amounts of asphalt between her massive digits.
Sango had indeed grown even larger during her travels throughout time;
for every 50 years of time that had passed, the corrupt Shikon Jewel had
increased her stature by her initial size upon entering the portal, and with 500
years of time effortlessly gone by, the young woman was now an unstoppable 5
mile tall colossus when she fell from the heavens, a living goddess to anyone
who laid eyes on her enormous frame. Structures far higher than any building she
had ever seen were abundant, though still nothing before the demon slayer; her
feet could not even fit into the pitiful excuses for roads they had. But even
so, everything was clearly advanced and foreign.
So, this the future...Time to have some fun...
Even if she did not pay them any
mind, Sango could tell there were countless people here, more than she ever knew
existed, all of them new playthings ready for the slaughter. Her legs quickly
moved themselves naturally towards the largest structure she could find. It was
pitiful to say the least, a building roughly a hundred stories tall, barely even
ankle height. Sango bent over to get a closer look - it was some kind of tower
surrounded by a clear glass exterior. A part of her was amazed by the marvel of
something so unique and alien; this was the same part that was about to be
horrified by what came next.
All she did was blow. While
beside the building, Sango parted her lips and gently pushed air from her mouth;
even such a simple act pushed back everyone caught in the sudden gust. To the
small ants, it probably felt like a sudden gale, though surprisingly, the
building stood sturdily against it. “I suppose you ants learned to make tougher
huts over time,” the huntress allowed a smile as she pushed a finger against the
building. Right away, the glass windows broke with no effort and even some of
the floors inside as well, though the building was largely still standing. The
skyscraper did not last for much longer, as with the addition of another finger
and a slight pressure increase, it toppled over like anything else, flooding the
nearby street with debris.
Huh, even on the ground, it’s still mostly intact...Let’s fix that.
Eyes locked on her target, Sango
raised a foot over the small toppled building, catching small glimpses of life
between her toes moments before the stomp. A thrilled gleam shone in her eyes
when Sango pressed her foot down with all her strength. The huntress was now so
big that she no longer felt the pops of all the people beneath her sole, though
she could tell her stomp killed many all the same.
“Mmmm...” the giantess allowed a
pleasured hum to escape her lips as her foot twisted into a quick grind before
pulling back. “So much for sturdy,” she scoffed at the debris left by her foot,
scrunching large chunks of rock with her toes. “I bet even you ants could handle
this, right?” Without waiting for an answer, Sango flung her toes into the open
road, allowing the boulders between them to run rampant; it was a rain of
massive rocks that quickly crushed several people in an instant.
“Wow, you bugs really are weak,”
Sango sighed. “It’s no wonder I’m a goddess if this is all humanity is. So glad
I ascended past that weak little stage...Hmm, what was that?”
The titaness was vaguely aware of
something hitting her heel. When she peered over her shoulder to investigate,
all she could see was some kind of metal bug that had crashed into her foot, and
behind it were dozens of other metal bugs all desperately scurrying away.
“What’s this?” Sango mused as she
bent down and plucked up the crashed vehicle for closer inspection. “Is that a
person inside? So...this is some kind of vehicle...?” It did not take much
thought before the goddess remembered an explanation from Kagome on what this
foreign transportation device could be. “A car maybe? So that would mean...”
Sango’s eyes glanced over to the horde of tiny vehicles all trying to scramble
away. “These are all people trying to run from me?” A twisted smile worked its
way onto her face, “Looks like I’ll have to teach them to never run away from
their goddess…”
The titaness slowly closed her
hand into a tight fist, crushing the car and its doomed passenger with ease into
a heap of scrap metal and blood. With a quick chuckle, Sango flicked her wrist
forward, sending the wrecked vehicle flying into a line of fleeing automobiles,
the sheer speed of the object and its force of impact being enough to wipe out
dozens of cars, along with causing a few dozen more to veer off the road into
other city streets. “Such fragile little things, aren’t they? Even after all
these years, these bugs still can’t make anything to resist just the smallest
fraction of my power. Oh well, at least their destruction will serve as an
example for the people of the future to worship their new goddess...”
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“No way...This just can't be
happening...No way!” Kagome stood horrified at her family’s temple grounds as
she witnessed Sango make landfall minutes earlier. The shockwave and earthquakes
caused by the demon slayer’s impact had spread to Kagome’s home only seconds
after it occurred, her house collapsing into a pile of wood, broken furniture,
and debris within moments. Luckily for the reincarnated priestess, none of her
family members were at home, though their presence outside of the household
caused her to worry over their safety now that the massive Sango had appeared
from out of nowhere.
“No way...There’s no way that’s
Sango...” Inuyasha commented as he stared in awe at his gigantic ally, watching
as she began to toy with the skyscraper she would soon obliterate. “It might
look like her, but there’s no way that she’s the Sango we know! Besides, I know
for a fact she definitely wasn’t this
big before we left. And not only that, but she can’t come to the future like I
can; not even Miroku can come through the well!”
“Wait a second, Inuyasha. Let me
make sure it’s really her,” the schoolgirl ordered as she began to focus on the
titaness in front of her, using her latent abilities to sense if the being
before them was actually their friend or merely a titanic imposter. “I see...I
see…”
“Out with it already!” the dog
demon growled.
“I can see the corrupt Sacred
Jewel! There’s no doubt about it - that really
is Sango!”
“How can this be?!”
“I don’t have a clue,” Kagome
shrugged. “Maybe she grew while we were away?”
“That might explain why she’s so
goddamn bigger than before, but then how the hell did she get here?”
“I don’t have a clue there
either. Whatever it was that brought her here, we can find out later. Right now,
we need to bring Sango back to her senses!”
“Are you insane, Kagome?!”
Inuyasha protested. “And just how the hell are we supposed to do that?! In case
you haven’t noticed, the buildings don’t even come up to her ankles! I don’t
even think a Wind Scar would phase her!”
“We’re not attacking her at all.
We just have to restore her back to her normal self...well, mentally at least,”
the young girl explained. “If you remember what Miroku told us before we left,
when he found Sango, she was crying in the middle of a destroyed village, and
when he asked what happened, she told him that something possessed her to wipe
out that village and that the only way she was able to stop herself was by
trying to remember who she was and what she stood for. If what Sango said was
true, then I’m certain that she’s being possessed once again by whatever is
causing her to destroy anything in her way.”
“Hmmm…” The half-demon pondered
over the information for a moment before giving his reply, “Well, since combat’s
outta the question, I guess we really don’t have a choice but to try it your
way. So, how are we gonna snap her outta it?”
“We have to try and talk to her
and see if we can get the old Sango back,” Kagome nodded. ”If we can do that and
help her gain control again, then we can at least try to help her. Otherwise, if
we don’t do anything, Tokyo won’t be around for much longer! Our top priority is
to stop her; we can always go to the ocean temple after we get her back to her
senses.”
“Heh, well, can’t say this is
gonna be easy,” Inuyasha smirked as he cracked his knuckles. “First time I’ll be
scaling something this big...Kagome, I want you to grab onto my back and don’t
let go no matter what, got it?”
Doing as instructed, the teenaged
girl wrapped her arms around Inuyasha, grabbing onto his robes with all her
might. “I’m all set, Inuyasha. Let’s do this!”
“Alright, here goes nothing!”
Jumping high into the air, the half-demon used his immense strength to leap onto
the nearest surviving edifice, beginning the duo’s journey to stop the rampaging
giantess from annihilating what remained of Tokyo.
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“Run, run, little ones...Try not
to make this too easy for your goddess,” Sango mocked. At the present moment,
beneath her finger sat a car she took care not to crush; she could feel the
faintest struggle coming from the machine, no doubt the people inside were doing
their best to try and drive away. Of course, with Sango’s finger holding them in
place, their efforts did not mean anything to the gargantuan woman.
“Come now, is it really so hard
to even run away properly?” the Goddess clicked her tongue as her finger pressed
down. “And another ant dies,” she sighed. “Honestly, can you bugs at least make
this remotely challenging?” Back up to
her full height, Sango performed a quick glance around herself. While there was
still a lot of city left to crush, the area around her was nicely destroyed to
her liking. Satisfied with her work in this section of the city, Sango moved
onto the next cluster of buildings; she knew just the thing for them.
After a couple steps, Sango
turned her back to her target. A glance over her shoulder showed her dozens of
tiny buildings and frantic humans right where they needed to be. “Look out~” she
laughed, slowly and gently lowering her rear. The Goddess imagined all the tiny
people looking up to see the sky eclipsed with her titanic butt, slowly coming
in to crush them all. The sight would fuel their desires to run, maybe start
driving even faster, hold their loved ones and whisper how everything would be
okay. The foolish notion made Sango snicker. “Nope.”
With yet another thunderous
crash, Sango sat down.
As with everything else the
giantess did, there was untold destruction, so many lives taken and buildings
easily demolished by the mere act of her sitting down. “Serves you all right for
not worshiping your Goddess!” As she sat, a familiar feeling filled her once
again. “Oh? Already? Well I suppose…” She chuckled to herself, “Get ready for
your Goddess to get even bigger germs!”
While not her biggest growth
spurt, Sango still let out soft moans of pleasure as her body started to expand
and demolish more land. The green mountain that was her skirt-covered ass grew;
to those unfortunately close, it almost appeared as if it was chasing them. The
pathetic people tried their best to run with no luck; they too were crushed to
make way for their larger Goddess. The same could be said for every part of
Sango’s body: her feet that laid peacefully on the ground pushed into uncrushed
territories, steamrolling their way through; her hands which clenched tightly
against the ground dug up more and more earth with each passing second; all the
while, a piercing moan echoed across the entire planet until it finally died
down.
“Mmm...” Sango slowly stood back
up onto her feet, satisfied with the results of her latest burst of ascension.
The already puny Tokyo was now even punier to her massive frame. Her height had
tripled from before; now no longer a 5-mile giantess, Sango was instead a
15-mile Goddess. “Now perhaps you bugs will worship me properly,” she purred.
“Hmm…” Sango’s eyes locked with the rest of the city that remained uncrushed,
her hands grasped her hips as she stared down mockingly at the buildings she
could obliterate in minutes. “Hello, pathetic ants! I’ll only say this once:
Don’t do as I say and I will crush you
all into paste.” Her lips twisted into a smile, “Worship me. Or…” Her right foot
moved and raised itself over another plot of land. “...You’ll regret it.”
A moment passed before her foot
stomped down anyway.
“Too slow!” Sango giggled as she
wiped her foot clean on other destroyed areas before lowering herself to the
ground, her massive bosom annihilating even more of Tokyo as she stared down at
the tiny buildings and people. “You’ll find I’m an impatient goddess...Oh
well...Guess you’ll just have to be an example...” Sango laughed, slapping her
palm into the ground. “Oops, I just keep forgetting how fragile all of you
worthless mites are!”
Sango was thoroughly enjoying
every second of her destruction, even the true Sango within admittedly enjoying
what her body was doing against her wishes. She was a living goddess, many times
larger than the tallest of buildings, and this feeling of power was only
multiplied further when she factored into account that she was now in the future
and that everything was even more powerless compared to her than she could have
ever fathomed. “Now then…” the sultry voice of the Goddess resounded throughout
the entire city, “...let me show you all just how worthless you all are before
me…”
Faster than any normal human
believed she could move, Sango dug her hands into the earth as she moved onto
her knees, her massive green-clothed mountain of butt sitting upon blocks upon
blocks of unsuspecting, uncrushed land, turning the area into another deep
crater in the shape of her magnificent posterior all so that the Goddess could
rest. With her tremendous strength, Sango lifted a large chunk of earth from the
planet, holding a portion of the city in her hands. Slowly, the Goddess brought
the patch of city landscape up to her mouth, her tongue gently poking out of its
mouth as she did so, the endless crimson anaconda signaling their fate as it
licked her lips in eager anticipation.
“Can you all see this?” Sango
asked as she moved her prize in front of her. “Do you see all of this? What I
hold in my hands are some of you bugs and your precious creations. Now then,
this is what happens when you don’t worship…” Wasting no time, Sango bit into
the piece of earth, her powerful pearl teeth easily splitting the land,
crunching countless humans and several skyscrapers with ease, quickly gulping
down her first bite to emphasize just how easy it was. The survivors of the
initial bite quickly attempted to scurry off the raised land, some of them
jumping off to the ground far below rather than dying in such a gruesome way; it
mattered not, however, because however they chose to end their lives, not a
single one of them would survive this ordeal. “You bugs taste all the same...Do
you think I care about a single one of you? No. You are all
nothing before me, and you always will
be. You’re all merely my entertainment, and once I grow bored of you, I’ll
dispose of you however I please...Of course, your Goddess isn’t completely
heartless. Watch as I display a hint of my kindness...” The Goddess turned her
eyes back to the partially eaten surface, her beautiful brown eyes staring at it
with utter disgust. “Worship me, praise your Goddess with all your heart, bow
before me and thank me for being your deity...and perhaps I shall spare you…”
The titaness’s deal was not much
of an offer as much as it was a command, her tone of voice stern and serious as
it ever was. Despite their recent attempts at escape, those who were too
cowardly to take their own lives found hope in this tiny sliver of mercy from
their captor; perhaps they would live to see tomorrow after all if they obeyed.
One by one, person after person dropped to their knees, praising the unnamed
goddess that had suddenly fallen from the heavens, even forcing others to join
in prayer even if they did not mean it; as long as there was a way out, they had
to try to take it.
Sango could soon hear small
voices emanating from her colony, bringing it up to her right ear to listen to
the praise of her, the all-powerful Goddess. “Well, I see you wasted no time…”
she chuckled as she indulged in her worship. “You bugs have done well, and now
it is time to keep my end of the promise…”
Sango slowly placed the remaining
land back in its former spot in the earth, the patch of land instantly titling
at an angle due to its missing portion, outlined by the teeth of the Goddess.
“Now then…” Sango began as she leaned down towards the land, “...go and continue
to praise my name, but if I ever cease to hear your worship, I won’t hesitate to
kill you all.”
The Goddess once again made her
way back onto her feet, her 15-mile form casting a powerful shadow over the
land. Almost immediately, due to her height, Sango could no longer hear any of
the voices coming from the land she had just spared; she knew this would happen,
and it was time to show them the Wrath of the Goddess.
No...But it’s not fair… Sango’s inner self
protested. You can’t...We did this, so we
can’t…
“You worthless ants!” the
kimono-clad deity bellowed, her voice filled with utter anger. “Are you all this
pathetic?! Not even a few seconds have gone by and you have already forsaken my
kindness! You have all betrayed your Goddess, and for that, I will
never spare any of you
ever again!”
No...Please...Don’t…!
As she had promised, Sango did
not hesitate for a moment, immediately turning her back towards the piece of
land she had spared, her face displaying a wicked smirk to those who could see
it on the other side of Tokyo. Just like her initial landing on the planet,
Sango’s massive butt came crashing down like a meteor from the heavens, crushing
the blasphemous territory as well as hundreds of other blocks of untouched land
as well, sending powerful shockwaves throughout the entire city that decimated
other sections of the metropolis on their own.
The Goddess simply sat upon the
land, laughing wickedly as she wiggled her butt further into the earth, all
while her toes played with several dozen buildings miles away from the impact
zone.
No...No…NOOOOOOOOO!
An annoying screech rang out in
Sango’s ears. Instinctively, the Goddess grasped her ears to blot out the pesky
sound. “Ugh, again?!”
I will NOT let you just crush people
for no reason!
“Don’t lie! You liked it too!”
Sango screamed to no one in particular. Her mind was filled with piercing pain,
then...nothing. Slowly, almost fearfully, Sango’s eyes opened once more: they
were not the cold, heartless eyes she had moments ago; these were her usual
eyes, kind eyes, and right now, terrified eyes.
The demon slayer knew it was not
a dream, but even so, she desperately wished it was. There was no denying it
though as Sango stared in horror at the immense destruction she herself caused
to the future city of Tokyo: the countless lives snuffed beneath her titanic
soles; all the innocents who were crunched between her teeth; the kind, caring
people who all met their end under her rear.
“What...have I done…?”
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Chapter 8
Sango gazed out at the ruined
cityscape around herself: much of Tokyo still stood intact, albeit at a tiny
height to her, yet at this moment, she could not rationalize all the havoc she
had wrought. The demon slayer had wiped out almost a fourth of the city; in mere
minutes, she had killed countless people with the simple movements of her body.
Even if a majority of the city’s denizens still lived, far too many had
perished. Every second she lingered risked killing yet another person at her
hands, consciously or not.
“I need to get out of here…”
Sango said calmly as she carefully rose to her feet, looking for the coastline
somewhere in the distance; in the water, her steps would not hurt anyone. The
ocean was easy enough to find, but it was where it was that was the problem. The
ocean was directly past Tokyo, miles and miles away from the city, but mere
footsteps to the giant huntress. The problem, however, was that the unscathed
remainder of Tokyo stood between her and her goal.
Ultimately, there was no other
choice to be made; each second Sango wasted was another second she risked losing
control of her body again. With the utmost caution in her step, the massive
woman gently stepped forward. Sango’s first few steps were all in ruined areas,
but even so, she took care not to hurt any stragglers that somehow managed to
survive her wrath. The problem came when she finally reached new ground: put
simply, Sango was just too big. There was no road in all of Japan wide enough to
fit her massive feet, no path that did not involve copious amounts of
destruction no matter how hard she tried to avoid it.
“Please, run away everyone!” the
Feudal Era woman called out to the survivors left in the area, her voice
resounding throughout most of Japan. “I’m so sorry, but I need to come through!”
Ever so slowly, Sango raised her right foot and edged it over the closest city
ward with the least amount of buildings. “Please hurry! I don’t know how long I
can hold my foot like this!”
Even with her hunter-trained
eyes, all Sango could make out below her were the minute buildings surrounding
her; individual people were too small to be seen from Sango’s 15 mile vantage
point, utterly invisible before the titaness. The demon slayer held a pose of
one leg hovering over a set spot for several minutes, trying to give people as
much time as possible to evacuate. Of course, eventually Sango’s stamina ran
out, and her foot finally fell to the ground. The girl winced as she felt dozens
of buildings crumble instantly beneath her sole. Desperately, Sango told herself
no one was left to perish beneath her foot, though deep down, a part of her knew
that more than a few were too slow. And the scary part was...she did not
necessarily have a problem with that.
I need to get cured soon...I don’t know how much longer I can stay sane at this
rate.
Sango raised her foot for the
next step, once again holding it out and warning people as long as possible.
One, two, three...in twenty minutes, Sango had taken a grand total of three
steps. She looked forward to the ocean, hopeful that she was almost there,
though in reality, she was not even close, much to her disappointment.
“This is going to take a while…”
Sango sighed. If she was back in her time, she would have long since cleared
human civilization and could safely hole up in a cave somewhere. The future, on
the other hand, was so cramped that even someone of her stature felt
claustrophobic. It would be so easy to just walk and ignore the specks by her
feet. After all, the massive woman had already given all of Tokyo plenty of time
to get away from her; anyone who was left would deserve it.
No! I can’t think like that!
It was then that Sango felt an
itch coming from her left ankle; actually, she felt a lot of itches. A cursory
glance around the nearby area quickly told her why: she was being attacked.
Hordes and hordes of vehicles had appeared around the giantess in the ruins of
the city she had wrecked, Japan finally organizing its counterattack against the
mysterious woman. It was everything the island nation had mobilized in a full
frontal assault, barraging Sango with everything it had. By the woman’s feet,
tanks aimed up and blasted heavy cannon shells in perfect rhythm, all while
dozens of fighter jets simultaneously circled her from multiple sides, blasting
Hellfire missiles across her kimono-clad form. It was the strongest offensive
the nation could muster aside from a nuclear bomb.
Despite the Japanese-American
forces’ hardest efforts, the assault had no effect whatsoever on the monolithic
Sango. Actually, Japan did manage to succeed in giving Sango slight itches with
each blow, but that was it; the best weapons in the island nation had barely
made the girl itch. Sango was simply too big for any offensive weapons to have
any physically apparent effect on her titanic body. Sango could never fault the
people for their reaction, but even so, the sight of a fully organized military
assault dismayed her. Japan, her homeland, had actively labelled her a threat
that had to be eliminated. No one was trying to help her, no one was trying to
form some kind of agreement; they just wanted Sango dead.
“Please leave me alone! I’m
trying to leave before there’s more destruction!”
The foreign-looking specks did
not say anything in reply, only resuming their bombardment.
“Hng.” Sango felt her eyes
watering as she looked back to the ocean, still so far away. “I just want to go
home…” Wait! That’s it!
If a portal got me here, maybe one can bring me back to my time! The
thought alone was enough for Sango to start speeding up her return to the water.
But... how am I supposed to make a portal
to the Feudal Era reappear? Briefly, the huntress thought back to when the
portal appeared at the oceanside temple in the Feudal Era. Sango recalled
herself entering the water, and then the Jewel within her started reacting.
Maybe the Sacred Jewel has something to do
with my return? Well, at least it’s better than nothing, and it’s much better
than staying here. What do I have to lose?
With a hopeful plan in mind,
Sango hastened her way to the ocean, attempting to keep her destructive steps to
a minimum so as to reduce collateral damage and overall loss of life. Despite
her sudden charge ahead, the local military resolve never wavered, continuing
their assault on the titaness even though dozens of ground and aerial units were
accidentally obliterated with each earth-shattering stomp. After a total of five
more steps, the demon slayer had arrived at the shores of the Tokyo harbor,
eager to return to her own time. Taking a deep breath, Sango moved her left foot
into the calm ocean and looked back towards the future world, hoping with all
her heart that her journey would soon be over.
Please, please work… Sango’s right
foot soon followed suit, pulling itself from the ground and into the cool
waters. Now standing solemnly in the ocean, the giantess closed her eyes and
prayed: she prayed for the portal to her home to reopen; she prayed for an end
to all this; she prayed to return to normal.
What Sango received in return for
her prayers was the last feeling she wanted.
“No...No...Not again...Not so
soon…” Sango began to pant as she felt the familiar sensation of unstoppable
power creeping through her colossal frame. “I won’t...I won’t let it happen
again…”
The titaness held her hands
against her head as she attempted to hold back the strange force within her
body, this time hoping to be strong enough to prevent it altogether. Sango knew
that with each burst of power, it became harder and harder to resist, and the
periods of lack of bodily control began to become ever-longer; if she was not
strong enough to win this time, she might never regain control if she let it
consume her one final time. While the kimono-clad goddess fought internally, the
remnants of the Japanese-American army saw their opening; in mere moments, a
squadron of fighter jets had returned to assault the mysterious woman, bombing
her from every angle and launching missile after missile at her towering figure.
Despite their hardest efforts, their attacks only caused minor itches at the
most yet again, not even cutting through the fabric of her outfit to damage the
woman in the slightest.
“Please...Please stop…” Sango
begged as she struggled to maintain control, tears welling up in her eyes as she
continued her losing battle against whatever continued to draw out her most evil
instincts. This...This is all my
fault...all because...all because I wasn’t strong enough to defeat Naraku in the
first place...No matter what I do, I can’t seem to ever make anything right!
I...I...I don’t know what to do anymore...I just want all of this to end...I
just want to go home!
More and more tears welled up in
the huntress’s eyes as she continued to lament on her situation; Sango had spent
so much time doing what was right, and it all had led to the current situation.
In these troubled times, the massive woman only seemed to find more and more
anguish no matter how hard she tried to return to normal. However, this was not
entirely true; there was one thing
that comforted her. Whether Sango admitted it not, perhaps it was the solution
to her problem all along. The young woman had spent so long fighting it, but if
fighting it led to this, then perhaps it was time for a different tactic
entirely.
Maybe if I...if I try to accept it...then maybe…
Just once, Sango welcomed the
feeling of growth, and this time, the sensation of complete dominance could be
felt more strongly than ever before.
Sango almost gasped as she felt
herself surge upwards several miles almost instantaneously, letting her hands
fall back to her sides as the rush of growth her body felt filled her with pure
ecstasy, continuing to grow faster and larger by the second. She had never felt
so exhilarated before in her life; not even slaying demons made her feel so
alive, so refreshed, so confident, and just so overall happy. Slowly, the demon
slayer turned around to face Tokyo once again, the fighter planes that had dared
to attack her crashing into fireballs against the simple movement of her body,
countless pieces of burning metal scraps raining down into the nearby harbor.
Sango gazed down at her ever-diminishing world, wondering if she really should
take the first step - both literally and figuratively - down a path she could
not deviate from once she chose.
A part of her told her it would
be alright. Was it the Jewel, her conscience, or perhaps Sango's heart already
knew the truth before she did? Regardless of what it was, her right foot began
to raise itself of its own accord. Still expanding, the now 55-mile tall woman
saw the shadow of her sole slowly stretch out over the land. While Sango’s foot
simply hovered high above the city, those who still remained within its
boundaries - average citizens, members of the military, and even Kagome and
Inuyasha themselves - simply stopped in place and stared up at the heavens,
their mouths agape in awe and their eyes filled with shock and disbelief as more
and more of the sky above was replaced with the soft tan flesh of the Feudal Era
woman’s sole. Within just a few minutes, the entire city was soon eclipsed by
the sole of the goddess, Sango’s 250 mile form only continuing to grow without a
care in the world.
Suddenly, Sango felt a bit
apprehensive. All the modern-day gadgets, all the people, the tanks and planes
that pursued her, even her friend Kagome was somewhere amidst all the specks -
what she was about to do would forever isolate her from what she once was. To do
this was to cast off her humanity, but the giantess knew that she was no longer
human now; she was something more, a goddess -
the Goddess. Filled with resolve, Sango decided to prove her
evolved form was truly above that of mere humans. In mere moments, her foot
began to lower, the sky beginning to descend upon the doomed city of Tokyo.
Kagome and Inuyasha watched in
sheer horror from ground level as the gargantuan foot of the demon slayer slowly
dropped in altitude, frightening everyone else in the doomed city as well.
Despite his countless bouts with humongous demons, even the great Inuyasha was
in awe of the city-sized, and still growing, foot above him, blotting out the
sky in a wall of smooth, almost perfect, tan skin. All the while, Sango
continually had to reassure herself she was making the right decision.
"No, I'm not human anymore, not
like I am now!” the Goddess shook her head. “Humans are small, but I've grown
far beyond that of a normal human...They are weak, relying only on their
weapons, yet I no longer need to use them...”
Each second seemed to last an
eternity; Sango's foot slowly descended inch by inch, expanding all the while
doing so. Everyone in its range knew their fate was sealed; many tried to run,
but every still knew that this was it. The sole of the giant foot began to graze
the tallest buildings in the city, or rather, upon coming into contact with
Sango, they collapsed immediately.
"I have to...I...I know this is
the right decision...” Sango told herself. “Somewhere in my soul...I...I know
that I must do this. Why I ever resisted this...I was the one who caused all of
this. I should have listened from the beginning...ever since I first felt the
power telling me what I was meant to become...I was such a fool. I'm...something
more than human now, something beyond what anyone else could ever become...
"I...am...Sango!"
With her declaration of utter
supremacy, the kimono-clad goddess could feel the countless tiny structures
beneath her foot crumbling into pieces like the dirt they now were to her. With
her new acceptance, there was an odd pleasure to the destruction she felt
against her skin. Sango had questioned it for so long, but now that she was
actually trying to crush everything, it suddenly did not seem like such a big
deal; humans were no different than the insects she often crushed before she
grew. Still, a part of her had doubts about her ascension into godhood, so to
silence this insolent part of her forever, the gentle descent of the Goddess's
foot quickly became more aggressive. The entire city flew into a panic as the
massive sole above them began to descend much more rapidly, knocking over the
largest buildings with ease and crushing their way down to the ground floor of
the city.
"Sango...Why...?" Kagome could
only utter as she watched Tokyo crumble effortlessly against the goddess's sole.
As Inuyasha began to ready a final, fruitless Wind Scar, Sango let out a small
chuckle - it was time to finish off her first colony of ‘bugs’.
The final touch was oddly
satisfying. By all rights, Sango should not have felt anything aside from a few
crunches beneath her sole, but that was not it at all. She felt everything: the
huntress could sense everything beneath her - every puny building, every
individual flicker of life - and slowly, one by one, those little twinkles of
life began to fade. Out of the countless flickers that were being extinguished,
of note were two, the two she knew belonged to her former friends Kagome and
Inuyasha, now simply two less-than-worthless insects to her. Insects as they
were, Sango still decided to indulge her final urge as a human.
"Goodbye..." Sango muttered with
a calm smile.
As she finished her utterance,
Sango's foot finally made contact with the planet below, her impact triggering a
powerful earthquake to rock the island nation, causing a massive dust storm to
pick up, in addition to altering the flow of the tidal waves off of Japan's
coast. The titanic woman simply watched with a smile as she let her foot rest on
the ground for a while, relishing in every last detail she felt meeting its doom
against her sole. Those who had not yet perished were falling one by one to her,
each of their lives felt by the Goddess as they were taken from them by the
simple act of resting her foot.
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Chapter 9
Around the world, the media had
quickly deemed the event the Tokyo Stomp, a testament to the endless might the
Goddess possessed. As the last flicker of life was permanently extinguished
beneath her sole, Sango’s growth finally halted, leaving the beautiful
kimono-clad woman at a truly monolithic size of 400 miles in height. With the
acceptance of the power of the corrupted Shikon Jewel, the world was now hers to
command and destroy as she wished. From her new height, she chuckled wickedly as
she imagined the countless ‘bugs’ still currently about on
her planet. It was the duty of a
goddess to rid the world of such worthless insects, and with her power now
solidified, it was time for Sango to determine if the path she had chosen was
truly the right one.
A simple look around her showed
the Goddess the many other populated areas of Japan, grand cities that helped
offer the best of the nation. To Sango, however, it was all just glorified dirt,
dirt that plagued her world. In a single step, her toes grazed another city. She
briefly contemplated giving the specks a chance to worship her, but the idea
quickly lost her interest. Why should a goddess have to make people worship her?
If they did not naturally do so, it was only proper that their lives be forfeit.
The satisfaction of their destruction would be the ultimate gift they could
offer to their goddess. That was why Sango’s foot once again rose into the air.
Sango’s face was completely
stoic, the Goddess’s eyes coldly staring at the worthless city below her the
same way one would look at a bug: hardly worth attention, but just annoying
enough to need to be disposed of by a superior being. That was all humanity was
to her now, something hardly worth her attention. Any trace of the former girl
seemed lost, replaced by the one thing she fought so desperately not to become:
a monster.
Sango did not even take the
effort to mock the microbes in the city; her foot simply lowered itself until
yet another cataclysmic stomp shook the world. Compared to Tokyo’s long, drawn
out demise, this lasted mere seconds. Sango allowed a smug smirk to form on her
face as she dug her foot deeper into the ground to assure there were no
survivors.
“Hmm…” the titaness hummed
thoughtfully. A minute portion of her being felt bad for what she just did, but
Sango’s main emotion right now was, of all things, confusion. Despite accepting
her role that the world gave her, crushing this city was nowhere near as
satisfying or grand as what she did to Tokyo.
Perhaps I’m missing something...Maybe degrading them and showing them the error
of their ways is the key.
With that thought, Sango took
another step towards the next city for a second try. Despite being new to her
role as a goddess, the words flowed out of her as naturally as air. “You have
one chance, mortals. Accept and worship me as your Goddess, or perish beneath my
feet. There will be no second chances.
Kneel.” As powerful finger pointed to
the ground, Sango allowed a smirk to cross her face as she envisioned thousands
of people kneeling before her mountainous toes, desperately appeasing her with
soft kisses and meager trinkets. Of course, she had no means of actually seeing
the people do these things, but after two cities were crushed in a single step,
the huntress was more than confident that these people were scared enough to do
whatever she wanted.
But it still was not enough.
As nice as it was knowing that an
entire city of people submitted to her in an instant, it still just was not as
satisfying as before. What am I doing
wrong…? the Goddess asked herself, briefly breaking her cold look to show
concern. Swiftly, she fixed her expression into one of anger, “Not good enough!
Your Goddess demands that all you mortals crawl your way to her feet and kiss
them! Submit to me, and I will let you live in my world. Resist, and I will show
no mercy.”
The Goddess smiled at the
faintest sensations of thousands pampering her titanic soles with affection.
Although she could not see them, she could more than feel their shame-filled
submission to her. Men, women, elders, children - all were now kissing her feet
desperately so that she could grant them another moment to live. If that was not
godly, then what was?
“Lick!” Sango ordered.
Everyone proceeded to start
licking.
Finally, Sango began to feel the
satisfaction she wanted. So degrading them
and forcing them to worship me is the key… she theorized as she wiggled her
toes, killing countless humans in the simple act. Those who lived continued out
of fear that they would be next; these people now lived to serve their new
goddess.
That was why everyone was
appalled when her all-powerful foot rose into the air once again.
Still fresh with the saliva of
all who licked it, Sango’s foot stood proudly in the air and cast an enormous
shadow over the city. The last thing the countless people saw was her perfect
sole as it came crashing down in yet another powerful stomp.
“Mmm…” Sango moaned. As with
Tokyo, she felt the countless lives snuffed beneath her foot fade away en masse.
With the simplest of actions, people died just because she willed it. It made
the Goddess feel alive again. After all the trauma she went through in recent
days, this euphoria was everything she could have wished for.
Laughing, the giant goddess
looked to the rest of Japan and shook her head in complete disgust. “I’ve made
my decision,” she declared, her voice heard practically around the globe. “After
investigating a few of your pathetic little towns, your goddess has determined
that this land is beyond salvation! It is too late for you all to redeem
yourselves and accept me as the one and only all-powerful deity. There is only
one punishment for this: Death. However, do not fear, for I am a benevolent
goddess...I shall eradicate you all myself!” Sango let out a chuckle, “Be
grateful! There is no greater honor than to perish by the hands - or rather, the
feet - of your goddess!”
The citizens of Japan were
instantly horrified at the Goddess’s declaration. Less than an hour ago, this
woman of tremendous stature had fallen from the heavens, and in that short
amount of time, she had increased in size eighty-fold, destroyed several cities
as if they were nothing, and now, she had handed down a death sentence upon the
entire nation. It was as if the entire country was engulfed in a living
nightmare where death was the unavoidable outcome, and no how hard they tried,
there would never be any chance that the Goddess would change her mind. The
eradication of all life in the island country would begin with the Goddess’s
next cataclysm-inducing stomp.
Wasting no time, Sango began to
carelessly walk across her home nation, each footfall wiping out a small town of
their own. She no longer cared about any of the humans beneath her; every life
she took only filled her with an ever-greater feeling of euphoria, reassuring
her that her decision to become The Goddess was the right one. After a few
simple steps - leaving a trail of city-sized footprints in her wake - the demon
slayer paused for a moment, singling out a lone area of urban jungle to give her
personal touch to further inspire fear into her worthless cretins.
Dropping down onto her knees, a
massive mountain of green soon appeared before the city, causing several dozen
buildings to collapse from the shockwaves her impact caused, while a vibrant mix
of pink and magenta instantly replaced their azure sky.
“You worthless little ants…”
Sango said coldly with a wicked grin on her face as she stared down at her
latest toy. “I won’t spare you, any of you, but I want you to beg me to change
my mind.” The Goddess’s right hand slammed down next to the city, cutting off
another exit. “Tell me the error of your ways. How wrong you were to not worship
your Goddess when you were given the chance.” Her left palm followed suit,
terrifying the populace even more. “Get down on your hands and knees. Bow before
me and beg for my mercy! And while you’re down there, praise me. Thank me for
deciding to kill you all. Thank your Goddess for deciding to kill you all for
being the pathetic insects you all are!” Completely distraught by their lack of
options, person after person did as commanded. They fell to the ground, praying
to the colossal woman, apologizing for the non-existent error of their ways and
for her wise judgment in this matter. By now, of course, Sango could not hear
anything from far down below; this was simply the icing on the cake which
further stroked her new ego, causing her to hold back a chuckle. She knew how
pathetic humans were when they were on the brink of death because she once was
one herself; she knew that everyone was begging for her to spare them because
she herself appeared human. Of course, they were all wrong in their reasoning;
though Sango still looked human, her size and disposition towards the human race
made it clear that she was far beyond them all. As the last-minute worship
continued, Sango simply began to lower herself to the ground, pressing her hands
deep into the planet as the lavender sky of her kimono quickly descended upon
the populace. “Now...die…” Like the huntress she had been raised to be, the
Feudal Era woman lay her chest into the ground, crushing the city and
surrounding area beneath her wonderfully endowed bust. Sango could feel every
life she was taking as she slowly wiggled her chest into the ground, knowing
that until the very end, no one had lifted their head to view their inevitable
destruction. They had all died believing their last bit of worship would sway
the Goddess’s mind, yet all of their efforts were for naught, a thought that
only filled Sango’s mind with unrivaled satisfaction of her recent actions.
After picking herself off of the
ground and dusting herself off, Sango continued her decimation of the island
nation. A few careless stomps later, Sango had arrived at her next personal
playground, but this time, she wanted the entire world to know just how easily
it was to eradicate the dwindling ‘bug’ population. “You know what? I think I
just might let this town live. Go ahead, run away,” the Goddess declared as she
planted her feet directly in front of its outskirts. “I won’t even move a tiny
bit.”
But I never said anything about growing, now did I?
Looking deep within herself,
Sango actively drew upon the power of the corrupt Shikon Jewel for the first
time, noticing the world around her begin to shrink before her almost instantly.
Though she remained true to her word, the demon slayer’s perfect feet quickly
began to encroach upon the town, her wiggling toes acting as living bulldozers,
demolishing blocks of edifices and flattening anyone unfortunate to get in their
way. People began to flee as the massive woman had warned them to, but their
executioner was simply growing too quickly for them to flee, already having
added a few miles onto her already incredible height in a matter of seconds.
“What’s wrong? Why don’t you run?” Sango mocked as her feet now filled a quarter
of the city. “Have you accepted your deaths...or have you just realized that I
can crush you all without even moving? Now do you all see the power of your
Goddess?! You all die as I simply become stronger than ever!” Once her feet had
encompassed half of the town, the huntress had grown bored of her game, halting
her expansion at 450 miles in height and lifting up her right foot, crushing the
remaining portion of the town beneath her sole. “Let this be a lesson to all!”
Sango laughed. “There is no escape from your demise. All of you shall perish
before your Goddess, even if I don’t have to lift a finger to do so!”
Still riding the rush of yet
another successful massacre, the Goddess turned her head to the remaining
populated areas left standing. In mere minutes, the once powerful island nation
had been reduced to miles of rubble and debris. The last remnants of Japan all
resided in the last corner of the island Sango had yet to destroy.
I better remedy that.
“Now then…” Sango strolled over
to the corner of the island, finally stopping just over a city with her feet
planted in the water, surrounding it on either side. “How should I dispose of
you worthless mortals, hmm? I must admit that crushing you scum beneath my feet
is starting to get repetitive. So, how would you all like to die?” Ideas rushed
through the Goddess’s mind of possible methods of destroying this next heap of
soon-to-be rubble. “You know what? I’ve decided I won’t even do anything to
you.” Sango smirked, “I could easily grow and let my feet take care of
everything for me. An even easier option would be to simply step on you all.
Even just laying down would be enough to destroy you worthless specks a thousand
times over. No...I think I have a much simpler idea.” Loud booms came from
beneath the surface of the water the Goddess stood on; no one could ever imagine
those seismic activities were the result of the simple act of Sango scrunching
her toes. “Allow me to show you all how utterly minute and insignificant you are
to me...” The titanic left foot of the demon slayer rose from the water,
positioning itself in a now familiar position over the city. “Look up into the
sky mortals! I want you to see this!” In-between Sango’s toes resided land
ripped straight from the bottom of the ocean. “To me, it just feels as if I have
a few specks between my toes, but as I’m sure you’re all aware, even the dirt
between my toes is infinitely greater than any of you could ever hope to be!
This is my blessing to you all: Perish beneath the dirt trapped between my
toes!” With her death sentence decided, Sango wiggled her toes and released the
immense boulders onto the helpless town.
The Goddess quite literally did
not need to do anything from there on out; the dirt that once clung to her feet
took care of everything for her. She imagined how it must’ve been - what were
mere specks to her were meteors raining down merciless judgment on all those
beneath her sole. If the rocks did not kill them or if the people were fortunate
enough to be far away from her toes, then the water that fell from her foot more
than sufficed. Drops rained from her foot by the dozen, each the size of a large
building at the least, entire neighborhoods flooding instantaneously from a
single bead of salt water; people suddenly found themselves in newly made oceans
with no choice but to drown slowly and painfully as the sky rained rocks down
upon them all. Slowly, the city fell apart with no action from the Goddess at
all. Her sole blotted out the sky, almost as if it mocked the people. Everyone
was slowly suffering and prolonging the inevitable. If the Goddess so chose, she
could lower her foot and end all their suffering in an instant, but no, the
Goddess refused; it stayed where it was, reminding everyone who still lived that
Sango wanted them to suffer.
By some miracle, the barrage and
ceaseless death began to slow down. The rocks grew less in number alongside the
building-sized drops as Sango’s foot had begun to dry and run out of dirt
between her toes. It lasted only a minute at most, but the city was almost
entirely destroyed. However, despite the destruction from above, people still
survived, thanking God for their good fortunes.
Then, after gently submerging her
sole back in the nearby waters, Sango brought out her other foot.
Much like the first one, her
right foot was freshly soaked and carried even more earth between its toes. The
Goddess released her grip on the boulders once more, dealing the final blow to
this city. Just for safe measure, her stomp wiped out all traces of its
existence once her foot was free of debris once again.
“Next~”
Sango moved further along the
coast, where one last large coastal city stood between her and the utter
extinction of Japan.
“I trust even ants as miniscule
and worthless as yourselves know what to expect?” the Goddess mused as she
lowered herself closer to the ground. “Accept your fate and die with dignity
beneath your Goddess. It is with great pleasure that I will end all your lives.”
Resigned to death, the last of the Japanese looked to the sky and awaited their
fate. How would the great evil Goddess end them? Would she smash them beneath
her foot? Would she sit on them like she would a chair? Would she smash them
beneath her massive mammaries? Eat them? Or perhaps swat them out like the
insects they were to her? Overhead, the sky began to fill with the sight of
Sango’s incoming hand. People readied themselves for the inevitable smack, but
it just never came. Almost as if she did not even notice the town, Sango’s
fingers instead dug into the coast around it. Effortlessly, she ripped the land
from the ground below, and with it came half the town. Trapped in a large clump
of dirt in the Goddess’s palm, the town was brought up countless miles into the
air. The instant change in pressure quickly made everyone sick to their
stomachs, if not killing them. Sango didn’t care though; she simply grinned at
the city she held in her fingers. “It would be much too easy to simply clench my
hand and crush you all into nothingness. I’ve decided on a much better end for
your puny city.” Without explaining, Sango’s hand turned on its side and her
fingers let go. “Fall,” she commanded. Gravity, almost as if it was commanded by
the Goddess, immediately took effect, and the countless lives found their land
falling back to Earth from over 400 miles in the air. People flung about every
direction, smacking into buildings, flying into the infinite abyss with their
cars; not a single person was alive seconds after Sango released the landmass.
However, that was not all,
because right beneath where half the town was going to land...was the other
half. It never stood a chance against the oncoming meteor; in an instant,
countless lives vanished in what could only be described as an apocalyptic
impact. To Sango, it was just a faint crash at her feet. “And with that, I have
successfully cleansed this land. Be grateful, mortals, that I took the time to
right this wrong myself.” Sango raised her gaze from the desolate island nation
and looked above, to where another landmass awaited. A grin formed on the
Goddess’s face as she began her trek towards it. “Another landform? And this one
seems to stretch on farther than I can see! The bugs of the future have created
much since my time, but that just means there are much more of them to wipe
out!”
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Chapter 10
Five simple steps. This was all
it took for Sango to cross the East China Sea into southeastern China, stopping
at the edge of its coast as her toes playfully drummed against the ocean floor,
creating minor tremors throughout the coastline. The frightened populace of the
nation of one billion had seen the kimono-clad woman’s purge of Japan
first-hand, either by viewing her directly or by watching her from live
satellite feeds. With the mysterious towering figure now at their doorstep, it
would only be a matter of time before their own nation suffered the same fate.
“Well, well...Would you look at
this?” Sango mused as she gazed down at the unfamiliar continent. “It seems more
of you mortals have settled down upon this land as well. Such resilient little
things, aren’t you? No matter...But before I begin, I think you all need a
demonstration of my power…”
Suddenly, the drumming of toes
was silenced as the sole of the Goddess merely rested upon the ocean floor, the
water no longer high enough to even submerge her ankles. “Now, all of
you...Drown.” With her chilling command, Sango moved her foot backwards a few
relative inches, preparing for her next move. In the next instant, she casually
swept her foot forward, creating a gargantuan tidal wave that quickly headed
towards the coast line. To Sango, it was a simple motion she had done countless
times over when taking a bath, creating a small, barely noticeable wave in the
water, yet at her current height, such a simple action had created a
ten-thousand foot tsunami, powerful enough to utterly annihilate everything in
its path. The people of coastal China reacted in a mixture of panic and
acceptance; those who had not seen Sango’s destructive power did their best to
flee the oncoming wave, yet those who had borne witness to her abilities simply
accepted their fate, even going so far as to bow in prayer before the deity as
their last act on this planet. Mere seconds later, the tsunami made landfall,
its impact instantly flooding miles upon miles of coastal land, submerging city
after city in untold gallons of water, assuring that no human being would ever
survive. Resort buildings, cars, landmarks, and even a small mountain or two
were swept away by the sheer force of the rushing water, the torrents generated
by the wave never before experienced anywhere else on Earth. The Goddess simply
watched with delight as the land beneath her was flooded like a rice field;
although she could not see the destruction she had caused, she knew that her
demonstration of dominance had killed thousands upon thousands of the mortals
she had grown to despise.
That was almost too easy…Barely any fun at all.
Despite her accomplishment, the
former huntress felt confused. She had killed more people than ever - this was
for certain - and yet she did not feel the same feeling of satisfaction she had
experienced when she had terrorized all of Japan.
Maybe it’s because I didn’t force them to
worship me first? Yes, that must be why. I’ll try again...
“Absolutely pathetic…” Sango
declared with disgust as she stepped onto the soggy coast, crunching what
remained of the soaked cities beneath her with ease. “You’re just like the bugs
from Japan, just as fragile and weak as all of them...But perhaps...you might be
willing to listen to your goddess…”
Taking several earth-shattering
stomps towards an unaffected area of land deeper on the continent, the Goddess
soon found herself before a medium-sized city surrounded by the natural wildlife
of the country, a perfect testing ground of this new land’s species of bugs.
Wasting no time, Sango planted both feet on either side of the city, letting the
people below know that the time of judgment was upon them.
“Hello, bugs,” she addressed
them. “Consider yourselves lucky. You worthless ants get to decide the fate of
everyone else on your human-created land. Now then, you have one chance, and
once chance only. I won’t repeat myself: Accept and worship me as your goddess,
pray for me to have mercy upon you all...or perish beneath my feet. There will
be no second chances. Now, your
goddess is incredibly impatient, so you only have a few moments to obey.
Bow.”
Sango simply raised her right
foot an inch off the ground and lowered it promptly, the small but powerful
movement signaling both her impatience and that it was time for mankind to make
its choice. Not wishing to repeat the disaster in Japan, person after person
dropped to their knees in respect of the massive woman, despite not being able
to understand a word she was saying. The demon slayer could only imagine how
desperately they were worshipping her, begging her to spare them from a death
that she could deliver at any moment. This thought gave Sango a small amount of
pleasure, though it still seemed to pale in comparison to her acts in Japan.
Why? I’m sure this is just how I did it last time. Perhaps...Perhaps a
test of faith is in order...?
Wasting no time in her latest
idea, the massive left foot of the Goddess rose high into the air, covering the
city in a familiar tan sky they had seen on television that had always preceded
the annihilation of a town. However, just as they believed they were all doomed,
the sky began to clear momentarily before Sango dove her big toe into the center
of the town, wiping out hundreds of blocks and killing thousands instantly as
she dug into the earth. In the span of only five seconds, Sango had moved her
foot back to its original position, a small but deep toe-shaped crater now
permanently indented in the heart of the city.
“Get. In…Now,” she commanded,
pointing towards her latest creation. Although the Chinese people still could
not understand her, they could read her body language clearly, everyone heading
towards the spot she had indicated. “It’s time to see just how truthful you were
being when you said you’d worship. That hole is the only place where you can be
safe from my power. I’m going to destroy this town, and if any of you survive,
then you have truly accepted me as your goddess. If not, then your actions have
doomed the rest of your worthless populace as well. Get ready, for the test
begins now…”
Knowing full well that it would
be impossible for even a small fraction of the population to make it inside the
hole in time, Sango simply began to turn around, bringing her mountainous
posterior into the view of the city. Deep down, Sango knew that even if anyone
actually made it into the hole, it was not deep enough to save anyone; all would
perish with her next action. “Have faith...and you will live…”
the kimono-clad woman laughed before pushing herself into the air. For a
moment, the entire sky for miles and miles became a calm forest green, only for
the meteoric impact of Sango’s butt against the planet to occur the next.
Unknown to her though as she predicted, the handful of citizens who had made it
inside the hole instantly perished beneath Sango’s incredible weight, their
deaths just as painful as those who were not quick enough to seek the false
shelter the Goddess had given them. As Sango simply sat down, wiggling her butt
deep into the earth while her feet stretched out into the ocean miles away from
her, she could once again sense life after life being extinguished by her
simplest of actions, yet instead of the glee she once felt when taking countless
lives, she felt...nothing, absolutely nothing.
Why?...Why?
the Goddess pondered. I degraded them,
made them worship me to see the error of their ways, even gave them hope and
took it away from them by making them undergo a false test...but...why don’t I
feel the same as I did before? Crushing these humans has become so...boring. I
no longer experience the same pleasure in their destruction any longer...I’ve
killed them in every way I know possible, and yet still… Sango simply
contemplated her dilemma as she continued to let her perfect posterior sink
deeper and deeper into the ground, creating yet another permanent etching of her
body in the planet’s surface.
Maybe...Maybe I need to kill more of them, but more of them at once? Yes, that
just might work. Crushing individual humans was once fun, but I soon became
bored and moved onto multiple humans. When I grew bored of that, I needed to
kill even more. And once I had grown tired of destroying multiple future
buildings at once, entire cities soon entertained me once again.
Perhaps...Perhaps growth is the answer. Every time I’ve become bored, my body
has increased in size to allow me to indulge in more fun. Yes...Yes, that must
be it! If I grow large enough to wipe out several cities at once, then I’m sure
I’ll feel the pleasure of destruction once more...
Sango’s eyes closed as the
familiar feeling began to well up inside her. Although her feelings were mixed,
from the outside, the world only saw a smiling Goddess resting herself on the
planet. “Get ready germs!” she laughed. “I’ve decided that you all deserve an
even larger and more powerful Goddess!” Sango tilted her head back and relaxed,
letting her body do what she desired: she began to grow, faster than she ever
had. All across the world, people watched in horror, be it from television or a
casual glance outside, as the woman who single-handedly crushed cities beneath
her feet became even more massive. More than a couple cities stood in the path
of her expanding body, but of course they did not last long once Sango’s butt
grew past them. In all honesty, the huntress did not even mean to crush them; it
just merely happened that way. It made no difference no difference to the
Goddess; what was a bug city or two when compared to Sango’s growth?
Honestly though, I barely even felt that town. How big am I?
Sango opened her eyes and checked on her progress. “Oh my…” she stifled a
chuckle. In the seconds the girl grew, her height had doubled to a towering 800
miles. Still not big enough to crush
multiple cities. Although...No reason not to have some fun. Quickly, the
Goddess rose to her feet, barely saving another minuscule city from meeting its
end. However, before anyone could celebrate their survival, the sky quickly
darkened above them. No one needed to ask why; they saw the news, they saw what
befell their neighboring cities - over everyone’s head was the evil Goddess’s
foot. Although they knew by example how useless it was, the tiny Chinese people
knew nothing else other than to fall to their knees and beg their tormentor for
mercy. Thunderous chuckles could be heard coming from the heavens as the Goddess
glanced at their feeble attempts from between her toes.
“You all should be blessed. You
will have the honor of being the first
cities to be crushed beneath your goddess once she’s ascended.” It would be
so incredibly simple to lower her foot and crush the town she mocked, however,
Sango was ambitious; she needed to be massive, truly and utterly massive. But
how big would be big enough to begin her latest round of destructive pleasure?
The Goddess looked to her toes and quickly came up with an idea. After a slight
repositioning of her foot, Sango’s big toe now blocked the heart of the city she
was about to crush. The huntress decided that would stop growing once that toe
became bigger than the town itself; then, and only then, would she be satisfied.
It was no city stomping, but
there was certainly a basic joy to be had from simply standing there and
growing. Sango could not deny that she was enjoying watching her toe slowly
expand and cast its own looming shadow over the unsuspecting town; one of the
smallest parts of her entire body was now almost big enough to crush an entire
human population. In fact... Why not get a
little bigger than I had planned? Sango had the perfect idea in mind for how
to celebrate her new size; it only needed a couple hundred more miles to come to
fruition, but she was more than glad to continue to add mile after magnificent
mile onto her height. People panicked as a single toe from the Goddess now
blotted their sky, big enough to crush everything they had ever known or loved
in the simplest of acts. The boldest of the puny people even tried to leave town
in their cars, yet even at the highest speeds they went, there was simply no
out-matching the speed with which Sango expanded.
“That should do…” the Goddess
mumbled to herself, willing the growth to stop. Her big toe now utterly
dominated everything about the town, being almost twice the size of it. The
simple act of standing before the doomed city was enough for the ground to start
to cave in around Sango’s feet and sink the land deeper into the earth. “I hope
you bugs are ready. Your goddess has something special planned for you!”
Although anyone in Asia who heard her did not understand a word of it, they
understood that any time Sango talked, destruction soon followed. Faced with
utter devastation in the shadow of the huntress’s toe, the people fell to their
knees and accepted their fate.
“Don’t kid yourselves, worms.
There isn’t a single ant on this planet worth crushing with my big toe anymore.
You can spend your entire life dedicated solely to worshiping my feet and maybe,
maybe I’ll crush you with the second
toe. But my big one? Don’t kid yourselves. There’s only one toe you bugs
deserve…” Sango shifted her foot inches to the side, now hovering her pinky toe
over the microscopic city. “Perish beneath the lowest part of my body like the
vermin you are!” Her toe fell onto the ground, ending the whole town. Sango
grinned; there was the thrill she missed before her recent ascension.
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Chapter 11
“Mr. President, the nations’
leaders are ready for you now,” the Secretary of State informed the President of
the United States.
“Thank you very much. I’ll take
it from here.”
The President entered the White
House Situation Room, dozens of television screens laid out before him and the
Joint Chiefs of Staff, each one connected to a different world leader via Skype
with translators at the ready to interpret the discussion across multiple
languages. The doors to the Situation Room slammed shut as the President and his
advisors donned their headphones for interpretation purposes.
“Alright everyone, let’s begin,
shall we?” the Leader of the Free World said as he initiated the worldwide
conference of leaders from across the globe. “I’m sorry to have to call everyone
like this on such short notice, but given the present situation, flying everyone
to the U.N. headquarters in New York to discuss this matter was out of the
question. Now then, as you all have noticed, we are currently without our
Japanese counterparts in this discussion. Rest assured that his life and the
lives of his people will not have been in vain; the people of the United States
will assure that justice is brought upon this evil being. Now then, General
Darlton will bring us up to speed on what the current situation is. General…”
“Thank you, Mr. President,” the
Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff began as he stood up from his seated
position, reading from a small dossier in his hand. “At approximately 1300
hours, a rift was created in the skies over Japan, causing a massive woman to
fall from the heavens just outside of Tokyo. Within the hour, the woman, dressed
in nothing but a pink and green kimono, became even larger, growing only a small
amount at first, but then becoming large enough to annihilate Tokyo in a single
step. Within the next thirty minutes, the woman, declaring herself as ‘The
Goddess’, completely decimated Japan, leaving less than five percent of the
nation’s population alive. We still do not fully understand the amount of
intelligence this being possesses, but it seemed amazed upon learning there were
other landmasses besides Japan in the world. Nonetheless, at approximately 1340
hours, the Goddess enveloped the eastern coast of China in a massive tidal wave,
proceeding to make landfall and beginning her annihilation of cities there as
well. Not more than twenty minutes later, the Goddess grew once again -
‘ascending’ as she called it - but this time by a truly unbelievable amount.
With our current monitoring of the situation, our satellites are able to
determine that she is large enough to decimate several dozens cities with ease
by merely walking, perhaps even large enough to step on smaller countries
altogether. Our estimates currently place the Goddess at over 3500 miles tall,
perhaps even larger. All we know for certain is that the world must band
together and take action as one people to stop this ‘Goddess’ and ensure the
continued survival of the human race. I suggest that our only option at this
point would be a tactical nuclear strike from the U.S. and our other fellow
nations. A nuclear strike may not necessarily bring down this ‘Goddess’, but at
this point, it is the only option we have.”
“Thank you, General,” the
President nodded. “Now then, gentlemen, I know that this isn’t the most
brilliant plan in the world, but with the powers that this woman possesses, we
must strike hard and we must strike now before she has the chance to possibly
become even more powerful. The lives of billions will be determined by the
choices we make here.”
“Are you mad?! You’ll doom us
all!” the Israeli Prime Minister objected.
“Mad?” the English Prime Minister
interjected. “It’s the only choice we have! Do you have a better alternative? We
can’t just let her go about killing more and more people as if we were nothing
to her!”
“I agree with the English Prime
Minister,” the German Chancellor concurred. “She has already destroyed the
Japanese people, and she is on her way of doing the same to the Chinese. Who
knows which nation she will choose to attack next? The German people do not
deserve to die by the hands of such a monster. She must be brought down before
any more carnage occurs!”
“Perhaps this is a sign from God
himself,” the Italian President wondered aloud. “Perhaps this is our punishment
for ruining the planet…”
“Oh, shut up!” the Saudi Arabian
ambassador growled. “Allah would not send a
woman to do his bidding.”
“Hold on everyone,” the President
ordered as he regained control of the debate. “Now then, let’s hear from our
Chinese brethren. This ‘Goddess’ is currently in his nation, so I’d like to hear
his opinion on the matter. Go ahead, Mr. President.”
“Thank you. I just want to say
that I approve of the plan you’ve suggested, Mr. President, and that the sooner
it is put into place, the more of my people will be saved. Who knows how long it
will be until s-Oh no...The sun has disappeared from the sky...It has become
completely tan…”
“Well now, looks like I’ve
stumbled upon quite the large colony of bugs, haven’t I?” Sango chuckled from
high above as her smallest toe hovered high above Beijing, ready to bring her
foot back to the ground at a moment’s notice. “Mmm...I think I’m actually going
to enjoy this…”
“It is too late for me now,” the
Chinese President said quietly, knowing that there was no means of escape.
“Please, the people of China implore you to do whatever is necessary to st-”
The screen displaying the Chinese
head of state suddenly turned black, instantly losing the connection between the
conferencing parties.
A White House aide knocked on the
door of the Situation Room, barging in without waiting for permission to enter.
“Sir, we’ve just received an image from our satellite projections. Beijing is
gone. The Goddess simply lowered her toe on top of it. Our estimates indicate
that no one could have survived that attack.”
The remaining screens all showed
the horrified expressions of the world leaders. From his desk, the President
stared blankly at the now-black screen meant for China. “My God…”
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Sango’s foot lowered onto the
ground in another devastating stomp that ruined three more Chinese cities.
“Honestly, are you bugs even trying to
please me anymore?” she rolled her eyes with an annoyed look. “The
least you can do is make your deaths enjoyable. That is...unless you
want to make your goddess upset?”
Sango raised her foot over another set of towns. “Is that what you want? Hmm?”
Her foot lowered before any of the germs could ponder her question.
“You all truly
are worthless. Why do I even bother?”
the Goddess sighed, dragging her soles to the next populated area. Her annoyance
left her with little patience to toy with all the specks at her feet, though
perhaps even more annoying was how she could not place why she was annoyed. It
had not been that long since her most recent growth and already stomping out
entire cities with her toes was losing its luster. What was she doing wrong?
“How about you?” Sango lazily
raised a toe over another indiscernible city. “Will you satisfy your goddess?” A
toe stomp later said they, too, would not satisfy her desires.
What’s wrong with me? I’m queen of this entire world. I should be happy as can
be!
Becoming a goddess was easily the best moment of Sango’s life. Now no one could
ever hurt her, now she was superior to every being in every way...so why did it
not feel right? Even now, thousands, if not millions, died with every step; she
could feel their lives slipping away with every movement of her body. Hours ago,
every life she took elated Sango more and more; now, it was just one mass
killing after another.
Perhaps I’m too big? Maybe I’ve grown used to crushing these bugs. Maybe...hmm?
The demon-slayer paused as a strange feeling affected her torso. It was a
feeling she had not experienced in so much time, yet it was easily recognizable
from her time as a human. I’m...hungry?
Briefly, the Goddess reflected before feeling embarrassed.
Is that why I’m not enjoying this? I just forgot to eat like a child too
busy playing? It was such an obvious thing that
Sango could not help but laugh at her own foolishness.
Some goddess I am...Can’t even remember to
eat.
Sango’s eyes trailed to the
nearest set of cities, conveniently spaced closely together. “Listen mortals!
Your goddess has decided to bless you with one of her greatest gifts!” For
dramatic effect, the Goddess paused mid-statement and dug her fingers into the
ground surrounding the cities. The people in her grasp almost certainly
expected death by this point, but the question was how would Sango take
care of them? With a smile, she answered their unspoken question, “You will
become sustenance for your goddess so that she may continue fulfilling her
duties.” Of course, no one in the towns spoke a word of Japanese, so Sango’s
words meant nothing to them, especially given how tough they were to make out
from how high above she was. What was understandable, though, was the fact the
giantess had just ripped the cities straight from the earth and now brought them
skyward in her palm.
With the cities securely near her
face, Sango’s eyes narrowed playfully. “I hope you’re all ready,” she whispered,
gently blowing her breath into the towns. Her tongue softly licked her lips in
anticipation before meekly reaching out to give a sample lick to the edge of the
mound of earth; as expected, it tasted like dirt, but compared to some of
Sango’s other meals in the past, it would suffice just fine. Her tongue poked
out once again and gave a second lick to an actual city. Countless buildings
were dislodged from the ground only to be ripped apart between the Goddess’s
immense taste buds. Saliva rained from the edges of her tongue and flooded the
streets; hundreds, if not thousands, were swept into the skies as a result of
Category 5-level winds from each breath of the Goddess’s mouth, not even
factoring in all the people crushed from the impact of her tongue. And yet all
of this apocalyptic destruction...was all from just one lick. Sango chuckled as
her hands brought her food closer into her mouth, balancing it softly on her
lower lip. The ground started to break apart just from being near the gigantic
huntress, slowly forcing specific chunks of land to fall into the vast canyons
that were mere wrinkles in the woman’s lips. The Goddess wished she could keep
toying with her meal, but impatience gnawed at her; she finally pulled in half
the land and let her perfect teeth smash it apart. As her hands pulled back some
of the cities, the rest were quickly dragged into her mouth with her tongue.
Sango held the cities in place
for a moment to give any who remained alive a time to realize their situation.
Currently, one and a half cities rested on her tongue, slowly falling apart and
sliding down to her teeth, the saliva dripping from every possible spot
destroying any structure that dared to remain standing, and the breath gales
quickly carried them away. The few lucky enough to have lived this long could
only see pure black in every direction. The ground was flooded with liquid and
unable to be walked on; any who tried quickly slipped and fell into one of the
many holes that lead to Sango’s eagerly awaiting tongue. Her tastebuds each
dwarfed buildings, and it was soon clear to any who survived that upon landing
on her tongue, they were now hopelessly lost in an infinite forest of taste buds
until they finally perished.
Then, Sango’s tongue pulled
itself back; no one could see this simple movement, but it was a motion all too
familiar to humans. Even in this supernatural situation, they held a vague idea
that they were being swallowed. What little remained alive in Sango’s mouth
easily slid down her tongue towards the back of her throat, beginning what would
be a several hundred mile drop where they would finally meet their end in an
ocean of stomach acid, where they would then become a part of the woman forever.
Just thinking about it made the Goddess smile.
Of course, there was still more
to eat. Sango hungrily stared at the last mouthful for an instant before popping
it in right after the first one. Whereas before Sango allowed the city to slowly
fall apart naturally in her mouth, this time she took a more direct approach.
Mercilessly, her tongue tossed the land onto her mountainous molars; everything
was crushed upon impact where it was then quickly turned to dust from a single
clench of Sango’s teeth. To be safe though, she chewed a couple more times
before swallowing. Faintly, she could sense some incredibly resilient specks who
by some miracle had survived the ordeal and struggled at the bottoms of her
mouth. Sango decided to let her mouth determine their fate.
The Goddess wiped her hands of
all the dirt she grabbed and licked her lips.
Now just give it a second and I should be
full enough to go on being a Goddess. She took a single step forward,
Hmm? I think I have a city between my
teeth. A laugh came out of her as her tongue cleaned the destruction from
her molars. Much better…
As Sango aimlessly wandered from
China into southern Russia, she felt her stomach rumble in satisfaction, telling
the Goddess that she was full, the recent cities sufficient to satisfy her
hunger for now. But...why did I need to
eat in the first place? the Goddess asked herself, pausing atop several
cities and instantly impressing them into the ground beneath her incalculable
weight. I am a goddess now...I should be
eating these bugs for pleasure and fun, not because my body requires it. I know
that I’m beyond mere humans, but why must I still have some human requirements
and not others? I no longer feel the need to breathe or rest - in fact, I could
do this for days on end without tiring - and I possess powers no mortal could
ever dream of having, and yet...I still require nourishment to function...Is
this a sign, perhaps? Am I not yet a true goddess?
Sango brought her right hand to
her chin, now focusing solely on her introspective problems as she began to lose
herself in thought. The people of the world were puzzled as the kimono-clad
titaness stopped her spree of destruction, confusing even the greatest minds on
the planet. Why did she suddenly cease where she did? Was she planning another
‘ascension’ like she did earlier, or was she devising an even more diabolical
plan in her enigmatic mind? Regardless of why she had stopped, the leaders of
the world saw such a reprieve as their perfect opening, humanity’s only chance
at a counterattack, one they hoped would bring this ‘Goddess’ to her knees. In a
matter of seconds, the order was given from both the President of the United
States and the President of Russia: a total of 39 intercontinental ballistic
missiles would be launched from both countries. Because of Sango’s incredible
height, the missiles were to aim as high as they possibly could, though their
primary target was Sango’s ankles; by blowing off her feet, they had hoped to
permanently immobilize the woman, following up their attack with an all-out
assault on the rest of her body, primarily focusing on her head. If she looked
like a human, chances were that she possessed the same internal anatomy as them;
by shooting through her skull into her brain, the Goddess would be killed once
and for all. Wasting no further time, the missiles were launched from both
nations. Humanity placed their entire future on a single roll of the dice,
though they knew perfectly well the risks of such a plan - regardless of the
outcome, the atmosphere would become too irradiated to support life save for
below ground. Humanity would be set back several hundred years in the wake of
such a nuclear fallout, but if it meant that there would be a humanity at all,
the cost was more than worth it. All eyes on Earth were glued to either the
demon huntress herself or their television screen. The final and only
counterattack against the Goddess had begun.
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Chapter 12
I know that I must be a goddess, but after thinking hard about this, I feel as
if I’m between the two - no longer a human, yet not yet a goddess,
Sango reasoned. Maybe...this is why I
haven’t been feeling anything lately, even after becoming this big? If only I
could find a way to bridge this gap…
As she continued her
contemplation, the Goddess soon noticed a flicker of light from the corner of
her eyes, coming from multiple directions at once.
Hmmm? What’s this now? Soon, the
single flicker multiplied into many, dozens of orange lights surrounding the
giantess from multiple sides. Due to her large size, Sango was not able to gauge
how high these mysterious lights were in the air, but nonetheless, she simply
looked on at the lights with curiosity, wondering what magical wonders of the
future they could be. What are all these? Kagome never mentioned such things to me before...
Oh well, I’m certain it’s of no importance to me. The future that these bugs
have created has ceased to impress me.
In a rapid flurry of successive
strikes, all 39 missiles made contact with Sango’s right ankle, causing a
country-sized explosion of epic proportions. From the simple act of the missile
impacts, a tremendous amount of irradiated dust was swirled into the atmosphere,
turning the entire cloud layer across the globe into a dark haze. Although most
of southern Russia and northern China and Mongolia were instantly vaporized into
nothingness, it was a noble sacrifice to save the rest of humanity. Television
stations across the globe attempted to acquire footage of the outcome as
satellite imagery struggled to obtain proof as well.
“Did we do it, Darlton?” the
President asked from the Situation Room, all eyes transfixed on the monitors
before them.
“I hope so, Mr. President…” the
general replied, hopeful the plan had succeeded.
“General, we’re starting to get
something on screen…” an aide alerted the Joint Chiefs of Staff as he fiddled
with the communications signals.
“Get it online, now!”
A thunderous laughter could
suddenly be heard across the globe...the voice of the Goddess. “How pathetic!”
Sango mocked, shaking her head in disapproval from high above. “Was that your
worthless attempt to harm your goddess?! If that was the best you had, you might
as well just kill yourselves to save me the time...I didn’t even feel a thing!”
As the first images of the
aftermath were viewable across the globe, humanity simply gazed at their screens
in utter terror, shock, and disbelief: Though the land itself was turned into a
vast barren wasteland, Sango’s perfect feet stood unharmed atop the ruined
landscape, just as pristine and monolithic as ever. Humanity’s only assault did
not harm her feet in the slightest, not even causing a single particle of dust
to cling to her soles. All those millions of lives sacrificed, ruining the
planet’s habitability, and the permanent radiation present in the atmosphere,
all of it would be humanity’s reminder that on this day, the ‘Goddess’ had
triumphed over the Earthlings she so enjoyed killing. Sango was truly
invincible, and with Earth’s strongest weapons not even able to make a scratch
on her, the planet was now truly hers for the taking.
Maybe that’s it,
the Goddess thought
to herself. Maybe me staying on this
planet is what’s been holding me back all this time. There’s only one way to
know for sure...
Almost immediately, a familiar
feeling quickly filled every part of Sango’s body, almost as if it knew this was
coming. Before she began her greatest growth yet, the kimono-clad woman
snickered as she indulged in one last mockery during her time on this planet.
“So be it! If you insignificant specks want your goddess to leave this world,
she shall. You’ve sealed your fate...”
Then, Sango grew.
Words could never properly
explain how fast the Goddess’s body expanded, the speed with which she grew
surpassed any speed obtainable by any man-made vehicle. Nothing was safe as her
body grew hundreds of miles per second. Without even needing to move, Sango’s
feet quickly flattened dozens of cities and small countries; seconds later, the
entire continent of Asia was beneath her perfect soles. Instinctively, Sango
felt her feet protectively wrap themselves around the planet so she would not
lose her balance. Half of Earth was crushed by her feet, leaving behind only a
set of footprints.
If this next act were to have any
satisfaction, there needed to be at least some bugs left alive on the planet;
that was the sole reason Sango jumped into the endless void of space. With
nothing but millions of miles of nothingness in every direction, she was free to
grow to her heart’s content. What was left of Earth simply watched in horror as
the evil Goddess now sat as an immense figure in the distant sky. With each
second that passed, she became even more massive, harder to distinguish. The
normal blue skies of Earth were replaced by a soft tan hue all across the globe
as Sango grew to dozens of times the planet’s height. The people of Earth could
no longer comprehend what they were looking at anymore; everywhere they looked
was simply an indistinguishable wall of skin-colored sky. Any and all satellites
they had that could show what was going on from the reaches of space were
shattered to make way for the huntress’s rise.
A laugh echoed across the entire
planet, its sheer volume destroying most structures through sound alone. It was
incomprehensibly loud, though still a distinctly female voice. “You all did want
me off of my planet after all,” Sango
sneered at the Earth, her titanic form floating comfortably in the vastness of
space. Near her feet was a small blue marble, less than half the size of one of
her toes: That was Earth. From her position, Sango could not distinguish any
landmasses from the ocean. In fact, she had to strain her eyes to see Earth at
all.
“Your goddess has made a
decision. Originally, I only thought that island nation of Japan was unfit to
exist in my world. I’ve changed my mind...It is clear now that
none of you deserve to exist in
my universe. Not you worthless specks
called humans. Not the useless germs called animals. Not your insignificant,
pathetic, vile planet!” she spat the last words out in a sickened tone. The
Goddess took a moment to collect herself. “Therefore, there’s only one thing
left for me to do. Can you insignificant ants figure it out? Let me give you a
hint...”
The Goddess shuffled slightly and
grabbed a small pebble from the space around her. “You see this?” she asked as
she held the pebble close enough to be seen from Earth. In her finger rested the
moon, a mere rock between her fingers. As easily as crushing a grape, Sango’s
fingers destroyed the orb in an instant; what remained of the moon was left to
rain down onto Earth as incoming meteorites. Mountains fell from the sky in a
hellfire, raining destruction down upon the world. What little was left alive on
Earth quickly fell to anarchy as the moon’s control of the tides vanished.
Oceans began to go wild, flooding areas uncontrollably, fiery rocks fell from
the heavens; everything resembled a textbook picture of the end of the world.
“What I did to the moon...That’s your world in a second,” she snickered.
“I’d be lying if I said this was
nice, but you were some amusement while you lasted. For this, your goddess will
be kind. I could simply leave and you will all perish naturally without me, but
I’ll give you the mercy of a swift death.” Sango’s foot positioned itself in an
all-too-familiar position by this point. “There’s only one way your pathetic
world deserves to go: beneath the single lowest part of me.” Poised overhead was
Sango’s pinky toe, ready to bring down its judgment. “Honestly, you don’t even
deserve this. Don’t say I’m not a kind goddess.” Sango could barely contain
herself; in mere moments, her ascension would be complete. Without Earth, her
ties to humanity would be gone for good. With a single toe, she would become a
full-fledged goddess - not a human, not some kind of giant demon woman, but a
genuine, unrivaled, all-powerful Goddess.
This is it...Once I’ve destroyed the Earth… The
remaining members of humanity could only stare skyward as an infinite tan wall
of toe flesh filled the heavens, Sango’s smallest appendage soon landing upon
the doomed sphere, engulfing the planet in the warmth of her toe while
flattening the entire Eastern Hemisphere in the process.
...then there’ll be nothing holding me
back… Taking her time and relishing in the destruction of her former home,
Sango’s foot began to curl, starting with her big toe and working her way down
the rest of her toes. …All of these bugs...these pathetic, worthless bugs… Massive
fissures began to spread all across the doomed planet as the weakest appendage
began to apply intense pressure, lava beginning to spew from the Earth’s mantle
as the oceans began to shift from a calm blue to a foreboding orange. With each
second that passed, more and more of Earth’s remaining population perished from
the ensuing chaos; they would be the lucky ones.
...are the reason I haven’t been able to become the goddess I know I am…
Her index toe folded against her sole as the anticipation within her grew, now
less than ten percent of Earth’s population still struggling through the
apocalypse that was Sango’s “mercy”.
...Yes...I know that this is the ultimate act of superiority… The third toe
withdrew against her foot, causing the remaining toes to apply more pressure
than ever before. The cracks upon the planet’s surface grew wider and deeper as
sulfur filled the air and magma flowed all across the land, making the planet
uninhabitable and becoming harder and harder for the remaining survivors to
breathe, their numbers cut in half in only a few seconds’ time.
...the ultimate act of degradation…
Another fissure formed vertically through the Prime Meridian all across the
sphere, exposing part of the planet’s core.
...the ultimate lesson… The Goddess’s
ring toe made its retreat, leaving only her weakest toe to join its brethren
once it had gotten rid of the obstacle blocking its path. What surviving people
still remained looked up to the skies in despair, their last breaths begging the
monolithic woman for mercy - they knew not what they did, why they deserved such
a fate, and why this “Goddess” suddenly appeared as she had, but they all
instinctively knew that humanity did not deserve to become extinct in this cruel
manner. ...By exterminating this colony of bugs...they will have learned…
“...That all are worthless before
the one, true Goddess: Sango!”
The slayer lived up to the title
of her profession as she suddenly and viciously scrunched all her toes
simultaneously as hard as she possibly could, laughing wickedly in triumph as
she did so. The Earth never stood a chance; in an instant, the planet’s core
collapsed under the insurmountable pressure placed upon it, exploding in a surge
of magma and destruction, though whatever force it was attempting to unleash was
immediately silenced as it was halted against the bottom of Sango’s foot,
crushed once again against her body, only this time, the suffering would last
for as long as she held her toes in place. No human had survived the explosion,
of course, yet Sango wanted to make doubly sure that there was absolutely no
chance that a single “bug” could have survived. What space debris that had been
trapped undertoe was now being compressed unlike any item on Earth had ever
experienced, turning into a new crystallized substance harder than diamonds due
to the amount of pressure. After holding her foot in place for a solid minute,
the kimono-clad titaness gently relaxed her foot back to its normal resting
state, watching as the crystals that she had created spread out before her and
began to float across the heavens, a symbol to the entire cosmos that its
goddess had arrived.
“That was absolutely amazing…”
the woman laughed as her voice cut through the vacuum of space. “Now then, let’s
try that again. I want to feel them all cower before their goddess once more!”
Closing her eyes, Sango began to focus in on the limitless power she believed
she now possessed after the destruction of Earth, attempting to reform the
planet and all of its inhabitants directly beneath her toe once again. After a
few seconds of envisioning her goal, the huntress opened her eyes and gazed down
at her feet, only to find that nothing had happened. “Maybe I didn’t focus hard
enough. It must take a while to harness my inner powers. I’ll try again.” Sango
closed her eyes a second time, letting her grand form relax completely as she
calmly floated in the infinite ocean of the heavens. This time, instead of
merely trying to will the Earth into existence, Sango focused on the finer
details of what she wanted to create: the strange-looking modern buildings
scattered all across the globe, the shape of the ‘man-made’ continents she
viewed for the first time only minutes earlier, and the countless testaments of
her legacy during her time on Earth. The Goddess continued to focus, this time
over an hour of time elapsing - though it felt like only a few minutes to the
deity - before she believed she had finally accomplished her goal. “Well, well,”
Sango began as she wiggled her toes in delight, knowing that she had succeeded
on her second attempt, “it’s time for all of you bugs to…” The massive woman
fluttered her eyes open again, only for the same result to appear before her.
“Die…? Oh man! I know I did it that time!” Sango sighed as she complained about
her failure to no one in particular. “Why isn’t this working? What am I doing
wrong?! That pathetic planet’s destruction should have made me a true goddess,
so why don’t I have the power to bring it back so I can destroy it all over
again?!”
As Sango continued to grow
angrier about her present situation, a low rumbling sound emanated from her
stomach: She was hungry once again.
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Chapter 13
It was a sound she had heard
countless times before, but even so, Sango sat there in the depths of space,
beyond baffled. I’m...hungry…? How
could she be hungry?! She just wiped off the last remnant of her humanity from
existence; she was large enough that no planet even compared to her; there was
enough power in a single hair on her body to destroy everything in the universe.
She was a goddess, the Goddess! How
could a goddess be hungry? That made no sense whatsoever!
“Unless…”
The thoughts began to click
together, and the giant girl’s eyes widened as she realized what a foolish
person she had been. Time and time again, she had been denying the signs of her
folly, thoroughly convinced that she just missed something. Sango had never
stopped for but a moment to even consider that maybe, just maybe…
“...I’m...not
a goddess.”
Once she said it aloud, Sango
knew it had to be true, the realization of such a fact filling her with a
feeling of failure. All of the haughty demeanor she had mere moments ago
abandoned her in an instant. She was no all-powerful Goddess as she believed;
she was merely a demon, a young, stupid girl who became drunk on power and
became little more than a petty monster, no different than the countless beasts
she defeated as a demon slayer. The only difference between her and them was
that she actually managed to win in the end...but for what?
The beautiful titaness slowly
looked around her, only seeing the void of space no matter where she turned her
head, the occasional microscopic planet catching her eye. The idea of conquering
it all and doing with it as she pleased seemed like the greatest thing in the
world as a goddess. But as a demon? It looked boring. These worlds were
lifeless, alien, and uninteresting. Even if she crushed them all, it would kill
maybe ten minutes before she ran out of worlds. Then what? She could grow and
hope there was more out there, but that solved nothing. In her journey to become
a goddess, Sango had destroyed everything she once knew, and now, she had
nothing left.
What...What have I done?
Sango leaned
backwards, barely noting a planet devastated by her shoulder as she floated in
the endless void. What am I supposed to do
now?
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Time passed; seconds, minutes,
hours, it was hard to say. The rumbling in Sango’s stomach grew painful,
demanding nourishment. The faux-deity rubbed her belly with a derisive smile.
Looks like I’ll at least starve to death. Better than spending eternity
like this.
The Feudal Era woman would give
or do anything to undo her mistake. Who was she to go and claim herself a god?
It was no wonder things ended like this. It was only fitting that she slowly
withered away in the vastness of space. All the people she once deemed friends
were dead, her world gone. Everything she knew, gone forever. And for what? Her
silly wish?
“Heh,” Sango smirked, bursting
into pitiful laughter, “I destroyed everything for that wish! Now look at
me...Some goddess I turned out to be!”
The self-hating laugh echoed
across the universe for several minutes before Sango reverted back to her somber
self. What I would give to change
this...To change my fate...Though if there’s an actual goddess out there, I
highly doubt she’d grant my wish.
“Have you ever heard of the legend of the Shikon Jewel?”
Why am I remembering that all of a sudden?
Sango asked herself, curious as to why she was having a flashback to a period
before she swallowed the corrupted gem.
“They say it has the power to grant any wish, no matter how great it may be!”
Oh yeah...That was the legend wasn’t it? A
dainty hand touched Sango’s chest; she could still feel the Jewel inside of her,
powering her, gently pulsing beneath her skin as if it were her heart itself.
How nice it’d be if such a legend was
true, she laughed at the idea. Still, what did she have to lose? Sango
clenched her hand against her chest and began her wish.
The former huntress did not
regret any of what she had done; the humanity in her died long ago. She simply
hated how things turned out in the end. If she had one wish, it would be that
things would have ended differently.
I wish I was a goddess...No, THE
Goddess...
Nothing happened, as expected.
Sango quickly chuckled for even trying.
What did I expect, that I’d actually…What?!
Suddenly, her chest felt like it
was on fire. The demon woman cringed, holding herself tightly as it felt like
her heart was suddenly made of lava. “What’s...going on?” Through pain-filled
eyes, she looked around at her surroundings, half-expecting some sort of
assailant. What she saw was, simply put, something she nor any mortal could
never begin to fathom.
Everything around her was
changing, distorting, twisting into bizarre shapes and quickly filling with
light. Sango watched in confusion as it happened, her chest still in pain. The
agony she felt seemed to increase in intensity as the distortions grew more
prevalent. Her body swelled with power like it never had before, but it was not
coming from her. What did it all mean?
A silly idea came to mind. It couldn’t be...
It was preposterous, but it made
sense. Was the Shikon Jewel granting her wish?
Am I...becoming a goddess? Sango continued
to watch as reality continued to change and warp around her. The vast emptiness
of space that surrounded her seemed to be pulled towards her position,
collapsing into nothingness as it came close to her body. Reality itself was
literally being drawn towards the former demon slayer, giving itself up to
further fuel the mysterious process that was occurring to the young girl.
This...there’s no way...the Jewel...Did it really… As the untold
power continued to build within her frame, Sango could feel her very being
changing radically as the pain in her chest intensified, her first cue being the
sudden loss of hunger felt by her body, immediately feeling as if she were
forever satiated. I’m...not hungry
anymore? “I’m not hungry anymore!” she shouted aloud, relieved that her
death was no longer imminent. “That’s right, a goddess doesn’t need to eat to
survive. The Sacred Jewel...it really is
granting my wish. I can feel it stripping me of whatever human parts of me
remain...I literally will be a
goddess!”
Slowly but surely, as the heavens
continued to distort around her, Sango could feel the last vestiges of her
mortality leave her, the intense
pain in her chest building with each part removed. Her need to consume things
for nourishment was removed, now having the option of devouring various entities
for pleasure; the desire to sleep and rest soon followed, the fledgling
goddess’s stamina now unlimited. Her emotions and feelings were next to go -
compassion, love, mercy, loyalty, generosity, and other feelings that imbued a
sense of empathy - all of them discarded, leaving Sango with emotions that only
a goddess would require, those that left her completely cold-hearted, her
mindset now solely focused on her amusement and distaste for the worthless
things that would become her permanent source of entertainment.
“There is but one thing left...my
human heart…” This was the source of the pain emanating from her body, the final
trace of Sango’s life as a mortal. It resisted the transformation that its
vessel had chosen to undergo, refusing to remove every last portion of humanity
from within her. “I have no such need for this mortal body any longer,” the
gigantic woman stated coldly as the cosmos was literally being drawn into her.
“Humans are nothing but bugs for me to crush to my heart’s content. A goddess
cannot be associated with those that shall forever be inferior to her!” Sango
grasped her bosom once more, the pain practically bringing her to her knees.
“You...will not hold me back...I am...a Goddess!”
Upon her declaration, a
gargantuan wave of purest darkness emanated from Sango’s body, eclipsing her
form in an opaque cocoon of pure evilness. A few moments later, the cosmos began
to tremble in fear and anticipation as an immense power could be sensed forming
within its confines, its influence becoming exponentially greater with passing
second. As a full minute passed since her transformation began, the cocoon Sango
resided in now began to affect more than just space: time itself began to
unravel and tear asunder, portions of various epochs falling victim to the
cocoon’s absorptive properties, forever lost to fuel the unknown process that
was occurring within. More and more of the former existence of which Sango had
been a part of was drawn into the mass of darkness, the process accelerating by
the instant. Though it had seemed like the process took an eternity to complete,
with time itself becoming lost in the pure blackness of the cocoon, it was, in
reality, a few minutes for the absorption to reach its completion.
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There was nothing. Time was
completely erased, not even this event of mass conglomeration recorded somewhere
in the anals of history. An empty void of whiteness was now omnipresent, devoid
of space in its entirety, and with it, reality as well. All that remained was
the cocoon Sango had taken refuge in, its shell continuing to pulse with
ever-increasing power.
“It is time…”
The cocoon slowly began to cave
in upon itself, concentrating all of its gathered energy into its inner
chambers. Soon enough, an entity inside of the shell began to take form, that of
a young woman clad in a garb worthy of her divine presence, a kimono fit for the
newborn Goddess. The woman, of course, was Sango, but she emerged into the
nothingness with her eyes closed, still basking in the splendor that was her
incomparable ascension.
The garb perfectly accentuated each of Sango's flawless curves, its deep, jet
black material borne from Sango's inherent evil, beyond space, time, and
reality, for the Goddess herself was now infinitely beyond all of these human
concepts. No being could comprehend the material’s composition, no mortal could
ever conceive its inherent flawlessness; it simply existed alongside the
Goddess, so utterly perfect that no one, not even Sango herself, could ever
understand it. Of course, should she will it, she would know all there was to
know about her kimono, but a Goddess had no need to trifle herself over such
trivial things; her divine garbs simply sprang from the Goddess's passive,
unshakable supreme will, a true testament to the omnipotent being she had now
become.
The kimono hung just below Sango’s shoulders, exposing her perfect skin to any
who were to lay eyes upon her, along with providing a generous window into her
holy cleavage, and stopped just below her impressive posterior, the outfit held
tightly against its massiveness to further accentuate her body’s most impressive
feature. Of course, with such a brief length, the kimono left her long, sultry
legs completely exposed, assuring the Goddess that it would not interfere with
any future foot crushing. In addition, to further bolster her sexuality, the
kimono was open ended over Sango’s right leg, teasing all who saw the full view
of her succulent thigh with a glimpse of the matching black underwear worn
beneath her garb.
The newly-born Goddess was clearly the same woman who she was before, yet at the
same time, she was unmistakably different now. The Sango that was human was a
beautiful, near flawless woman to be sure, but now she was on a completely
different level. The Sango that now stood in the new world was, in a single
word, perfect. Everything about her defined physical beauty: long, soft black
hair flowed down her back; her skin was smoother than any mortal’s; her curves
deeper than any woman who had ever and would ever exist. The same was to be said
of her more sensual body parts: her breasts had swelled tremendously, growing
beyond any sort of human measurement, and a gracious rear that matched and put
her former signature body part to shame, a truly luscious shelf of feminine
padding that greatly accentuated her utter divinity. Even minute details such as
her hands and feet were perfect; her hands had long, slender fingers and her
feet were thin and shapely, with soft plump toes gently pressing against each
other. She was simply perfect, existing at an incomparable level of divine
beauty where even seeing the slightest fraction of her magnificence was a crime
punishable by extinction.
Sango was aware of how perfect
she was now, though her eyes still remained shut. Once they would open, the
transformation would be complete. This empty void of a reality she was in would
vanish, replaced with a new reality: Her
reality. Were she still a naive mortal, the Goddess would have relished the
moment, perhaps even concerning herself with what sort of a reality to
construct. Just thinking about such naive notions amused the Goddess; concerning
herself with anything was a mortal thing, far below someone of her stature.
Sango’s eyes finally opened, revealing two dark crimson pupils that glanced at
the new world created at that very instant.
It was a reality that had both
just been created and always existed. To all the countless beings in the
universe, it had been as it was for millions of years. To their Goddess, it had
barely been a moment, yet it had also been even longer. Time meant nothing to
Sango now; all that mattered now was her own pleasure. That was the duty of the
new reality: to please its Goddess.
Sango raised a toe; in this
particular realm, it was large enough to wipe out the entire universe. The deity
sensed every lifeform in existence, all 12,457,980,003,337 of them. If she took
the millisecond to care, she could consider all of their different lives that
had been scripted for this fateful moment. Though of course, such concerns were
beneath her: her toe smashed down into the universe, obliterating it much to the
Goddess’ joy.
Not less than an attosecond after
the toe had destroyed everything was it all recreated. This time, the reality
was one where she was considerably smaller, with Earth the size of one of her
toes. In all of its recorded history, it had only known the worship of its
Goddess. In fact, the priest was one she was well acquainted with in her mortal
life; his name was not important enough to matter, but Sango knew she would
enjoy ending his life especially. The planet was quickly crushed between her
fingers, and as soon as the joy from its destruction left the Goddess, another
Earth was created to fill the gap. This new planet met its end between Sango’s
teeth. The next one was lucky enough to be smashed between her divine breasts.
The one after that was an especially small Earth that was destroyed by the force
of a single bead of sweat on Sango’s foot falling onto the sphere below it, the
bead only existing to destroy the planet in the first place.
With each and every moment that
passed, reality constantly rewrote itself, passively shaping itself to suit the
Goddess’s absolute will. Sometimes Sango would be a Goddess barely bigger than a
person, surrounded by every living being as they gazed upon her beauty and
perished from shock. Sometimes she would be a giant the size of a building,
slowly destroying the world one city at a time. Sometimes she would be big
enough to crush entire countries underfoot, and other times, the entire planet
underfoot. Most often, she would be larger than the universe. There was only one
constant throughout the constantly shifting reality, and that was that every
living person swiftly met their end so that their Goddess could relive that
moment of pleasure.
Each reality had its own lengthy
history. Sometimes it would be a history devoted solely to worshipping and
praising Sango; other times they would curse her name, making their inevitable
death beneath her all the sweeter. Every once in a while, a world where she
wasn’t even present would appear. Even on very rare occasions, the world she
knew as a mortal would be there so she could relive that glorious moment of
ending those bugs whose names escaped her again and again.
This was the new law of reality:
Everything bent and rewrote itself with the single intention of making Sango
happy. As such, the world constantly met its end beneath her. In the one instant
since her eyes had opened, everything had already been destroyed and rebuilt
countless times over, all without so much as a thought on her part.
At this very millisecond, Sango
stood atop Earth, her current size just small enough so that her feet could
still reside on the planet. In another millisecond, the world would be crushed,
but while it still existed, the remaining lives all sat there before her feet.
Each and every person was knelt down before their goddess, clothed in sacred
garbs and licking her toes fervently, thanking her for ending their lives and
praising Sango her for blessing them with the chance to lick her feet. At the
forefront were all the people her naive mortal self deemed friends.
The Goddess
smirked, raising a perfect foot over all of them. They all looked up
expectantly, disappointed that their time was up but eager for what came next.
Sango looked at them from between her toes. “Goodbye, mortals...” Her foot
swiftly came down upon the planet.
The next reality
had already sprung up, continuing the neverending eternity that was Goddess
Sango’s existence. This was how things would be: a neverending of cycle of death
and rebirth forever and ever, exactly as per Sango’s will, all to forever give
her the satisfaction of pleasure and power she so rightly desired. Such a cycle
was the defining feature of the new reality the Goddess had shaped for herself,
her constant indulgences of pleasure and destruction now easier than breathing.
Never again would Sango be bored, never again would her feet lack toys to play
with to her heart’s content, and never again would her every desire be denied
without ever needing to lift a finger to accomplish it.
Of course, Sango
herself never even took the time to consider the ramifications of her new
perfect existence; to her, such wanton destruction was second nature, no
different from an animal breathing or needing to eat. All things simply were as
they were molded into, because that was what the Goddess desired. Every minute
thing Sango could ever even consider needing would be granted without even
taking a microsecond to think about it. Any and all wishes that could bring her
even the most basic of pleasures were granted at will. It was simply how things
were, how things had always been, and how they always would be.
After all, she was The Goddess.
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