Chapter 17: The Day of Destruction in Tokyo
The whole world was watching Godzilla.
When Godzilla was first discovered by Monarch, many media outlets broadcasted the event through satellites outside the atmosphere.
The United Government did not prevent this from happening. They wanted to demonstrate their power to the world.
Until…
Now.
The entire fleet was annihilated, and Godzilla successfully landed in Tokyo Bay.
Under the setting sun, the world witnessed Godzilla, and Tokyo Bay, once bustling, now stood empty.
“Boom!”
Emerging from the sea, Godzilla stepped on the concrete of Tokyo Bay, gazing at the buildings around it, larger than its own body, and thought…
Is this the nest of those small entities?
Having just landed onshore, Godzilla wasn’t in a hurry to destroy anything. It could sense that there were no humans present in the surrounding buildings. Besides, it was the first time it had seen these modern human-made nests up close, so it was quite curious about them.
After all, there was no time limit for its mission.
Godzilla walked on Tokyo Bay, and its astonishing weight made the ground tremble with each step it took.
Although it caused vibrations, no area collapsed under Godzilla’s weight, except for the instant impact when it first stepped on.
The land constructed by humans was quite sturdy.
Godzilla’s own footprint was a circle with a diameter of 40 meters, and it had two feet, so the total area was 2,500 square meters.
Dividing its weight by that, we can calculate that the pressure exerted on the ground beneath its feet was 6.4 megapascals (MPa), equivalent to 64 kilograms per square centimeter.
It sounds heavy, but the compressive strength of pre-nuclear war concrete surfaces was over 30 MPa, and post-nuclear war asphalt roads had a strength of around 10 MPa.
So weight wasn’t an issue.
Tokyo is filled with 300-meter and 400-meter tall buildings, and Godzilla roamed through the city.
Its massive body collapsed one small building after another.
Its footsteps crushed the asphalt roads and the motorcycles on them, leaving behind cracks.
It smashed skyscrapers without hesitation, trampling on human creations, occasionally destroying a high-rise building.
This is the typical scene in monster movies, where a creature rampages through a bustling city, destroying everything in its path.
And humans could only watch, powerless to do anything about it.
—The above is how Godzilla’s actions were perceived by humans. But in Godzilla’s own eyes, it was just sightseeing.
Godzilla looked around, carefully observing human creations. The more it looked, the more amazed it became.
There were small vehicles that could carry them and fly.
There were trains in tunnels, about half its length but much faster than itself.
And there were those tall skyscrapers taller than itself. Because it was the first time it had seen them, Godzilla even dismantled a few to examine their structures.
Some of them collapsed during the process, burying it underground, but a few were successfully “dissected” by Godzilla, revealing their internal structures.
Truly intricate little things, it thought.
It evaluated them as such.
It wandered through the city like an ordinary person, discovering many things within, but without anyone to share its findings with.
Collapsing houses, crushing motorcycles, shattering skyscrapers… things that humans saw as acts of hostility.
But for Godzilla, they were merely unintentional actions. It hadn’t decided to destroy Tokyo yet. At least, it would explore enough before setting it ablaze.
Godzilla roamed through Tokyo, continuously toppling buildings with its colossal body, paying no mind as it continued forward.
Tonight, Tokyo was silent.
No vehicles, no pedestrians, only a monster named Godzilla, being watched.
Haven’t found it…
After searching within the Tokyo area for a while and confirming that Tokyo Tower was indeed gone, Godzilla shook its head and prepared to commence its destruction activities.
Originally, I wanted to destroy Tokyo Tower, just like in those human monster movies, but it turns out that humans themselves blew it up with their nuclear war.
Today, Tokyo is without Tokyo Tower.
Connected by fusion reactors, Godzilla looked out at the urban cluster ahead and began its own destruction.
Hot flames spewed from its mouth, not like the fusion reactors’ breath that directly poured out fusion plasma.
Instead, it absorbed energy from the fusion reactors, heating a certain area to high temperatures and then expelling it, just like the monsters in ordinary monster movies.
Godzilla didn’t have an abundance of nuclear fuel to spew its breath tens of thousands of times.
This breath, with its 3-4 terawatts of power, could be heated and expelled using other substances.
If it couldn’t find something to heat, it would casually eat some dirt or swallow seawater.
Flames continuously gushed from Godzilla’s mouth, but they were slower than its previous breath and didn’t converge like before.
They were ordinary, outward-expanding high-temperature flames. As soon as they were expelled, they spread hundreds of meters forward, engulfing all the buildings within a few hundred meters in a sea of fire.
The instantly spreading flames directly shattered the buildings ahead, blowing their skeletons and debris several kilometers away, turning the entire area into an inferno.
As it walked, Godzilla unleashed its flames, slowly moving through Tokyo, incinerating everything in its path.
Buildings hundreds of meters high were directly blown open by the flames, turning into melted debris scattered in the air. The asphalt roads below them were sublimated, creating high-temperature steam, raising the surrounding temperature to a terrifying degree.
Moving forward and spewing flames, Godzilla’s current action was different from its breath. This time, the flames were continuous, constantly expelled.
With each sweep, Godzilla turned the entire fan-shaped area hundreds of meters ahead into a sea of fire. Dozens of high-rise buildings collapsed, while low-rise houses continued to burn.
It advanced at a moderate pace, pushing through the entirety of Tokyo, with a sea of fire surrounding it.
Its breath returned human creations to their primal state.
“Boom…”
House after house turned into ruins as Godzilla turned Tokyo into a hell of crimson.
It was somewhat regrettable.
As it destroyed these intricate creations, Godzilla felt a sense of loss.
Metal melted, rocks sublimated, and every now and then, a high-temperature pillar of flame, hundreds of meters long and dozens of meters thick, swept through the distance, causing massive explosions, engulfing the surrounding space, turning them into crimson.
This was the immense power possessed by Godzilla, dyeing the entire Tokyo red during the night.
On the horizon, the sun rose once again, and at this moment, as Godzilla engulfed the entire Tokyo in an endless sea of fire, a voice echoed in its mind.
After the voice echoed, Godzilla looked at the burning Tokyo that had endured for a day and night. Without looking back, it walked towards the sea and submerged back into the depths.
Today, Tokyo was destroyed.