───「 Human POV 」───
The last cities in Australia clustered around Bosse.
Over twenty urban centers had grown together, merging into a single metropolis in the darkness of night.
A starless night beneath a blackened sky. Just as Australia had once experienced the drifting rain and category 17 winds, it was happening again.
This time, the stormy night was a thousand times more ferocious than before.
It had long surpassed the classification of a typical storm, typhoon, or hurricane as it churned up earth-shattering atmospheric waves in southwestern Australia.
Accompanying these violent gusts came a torrential downpour that painted the world white!
It was apocalyptic—like a biblical deluge, like the sky itself collapsing. Amidst the howling gales, an inconceivable volume of raindrops battered the forest.
The sound had transcended the familiar pitter-patter of rainfall. The combination of gale-force winds and torrential rain stripped leaves from trees. The relentless barrage of water bent and snapped branches, casting them to the ground where they were quickly swept away by the rising flood.
The forest suffered under a barrage of landslides and flash floods. Previously placid streams had transformed into raging torrents, while rivers roared beyond their banks, claiming everything in their path.
Accompanying the downpour, the gale uprooted massive trees, lifting these giants from the earth and hurling them skyward.
This was no longer a mundane terrestrial phenomenon; it resembled divine wrath. It was as though some god was venting boundless fury upon a disobedient creation.
A thousand millimeters of rainfall and a Category 18 hurricane.
In southwestern Australia, a meteorological anomaly unprecedented in human history was unfolding. Under the influence of some mysterious force, a massive cyclonic system had formed, covering the entire southwestern region on satellite imagery.
The global population watched in stunned disbelief as a storm more violent than any recorded in human history raged on their screens. They could only stare, speechless.
The vast forests shuddered before this abnormal tempest.
───「 GODZILLA POV 」───
I continued advancing through the ferocious winds and crushing rain, both my sonar and vision disrupted by the unprecedented downpour.
Still, I pressed forward, guided by human radar signals that revealed the location of remaining settlements.
Crackle, crackle...
The forest splintered under the powerful winds, and the broken debris flew into my path.
Landslides erupted beside me—tens of thousands, perhaps over a hundred thousand tons of mud and rock, propelled by the combination of heavy rain and powerful winds, crashed against my legs.
Crackle! Crackle! CRACKLE!!!
After the gale and landslides came lightning. In this tempest of wind and rain, my metallic form became the perfect lightning rod.
Dozens, hundreds of lightning bolts formed in the atmosphere and struck me simultaneously. They emitted light that outshone the downpour, creating deafening thunderclaps.
Hundreds soon became nearly a thousand. Every moment, lightning from the heavens struck down upon me without mercy.
It made me appear like an Eastern dragon of legend undergoing divine tribulation, bathed in thunder and storm.
The abnormal gale continued, as did the extraordinary rainfall.
This was definitely not a purely natural phenomenon. Behind this storm, an invisible hand guided its fury.
Was it you?
I seemed to understand who was responsible for creating this tempest.
I wasn't certain if this was merely an illusion born from the storm's ferocity, or something genuinely happening.
But I felt it.
The feeling that nature itself was lamenting, grieving for humanity's impending disappearance from this continent.
The force behind this storm was the consciousness of nature itself.
Indeed, this was something within nature's capability.
In my understanding, while nature couldn't control deep tectonic plate movements, it could influence oceanic typhoons, crustal earthquakes, weather patterns, and electrical storms.
In terms of total energy, nature's consciousness wielded power many times beyond my comprehension. Considering Earth's immense number of living beings, their collective energy expenditure contributed to nature's strength.
Just one human required approximately 10 million joules daily. With Earth's 7 billion humans, this demanded nearly 1 quintillion joules per day—equivalent to 300 million tons of TNT.
And this calculation considered only humanity's total biomass of around 6 million tons. The biosphere's complete mass approached 550 billion tons!
While direct mathematical operations couldn't provide the complete answer, nature's consciousness energy consumption undoubtedly dwarfed all else.
It far exceeded my own power and that of other life forms. If its energy weren't so dispersed, it could have eliminated humanity long before its own decline.
Yes, nature's consciousness should have declined.
But within me, I sensed something—a cry from a consciousness within the storm, something intimately connected to nature itself.
"ROAR—" (Who are you?)
Amidst the raging tempest, I released a prolonged roar toward the storm.
I communicated with the presence behind this phenomenon using the frequency I once employed to connect with nature.
And that consciousness, that presence, responded after receiving nature's unique frequency—a frequency that belonged solely to it.
From space, the super-cyclone that had engulfed southwestern Australia began dissipating the moment I established contact. As I broadcast through nature's exclusive channel, the abnormal weather started fading away.
I sensed that after my communication through the natural frequency, the willpower surrounding me grew stronger and more focused.
It had arrived.
A massive consciousness beyond my own materialized in this world as the storm subsided. It connected with my thoughts, creating a sense of familiarity.
This was indeed how nature's consciousness had once communicated with me.
So it was...
The consciousness emanated love, connecting with me in a deeply familiar way.
Then it spoke words I never expected to hear.
"Stop, Godzilla."
"Don't continue, because if you keep going like this..."
"You will become Godzilla-Earth."
"So, please stop."