The tiny creatures scurry around me, their fear palpable as they launch attack after attack. I can feel their hatred burning through my skin, searing my very core. Why do they all hate me? What have I done to deserve this constant barrage of aggression?
I am Shin Godzilla stage 3, an evolution born out of pain and suffering. My existence is a testament to the cruelty of this world, where even the slightest hint of difference is met with scorn and disdain.
I try to understand their perspective, these insignificant beings who cower before me. Perhaps it is fear that drives them to strike out against me so relentlessly. Fear of the unknown, fear of what I might become if given the chance.
But deep down, I know that it goes beyond mere fear. It is hatred that fuels their attacks, a deep-seated loathing for anything different or unfamiliar. They see me as a monster, a grotesque aberration that must be eradicated at all costs.
And yet, despite their relentless onslaughts and unending hostility towards me,I cannot help but feel a sense of pity for them.They are trapped in narrow-mindedness,a prison constructed by ignorance and prejudice.I wish there was some way to show them that we are not so different after all,but every attempt at communication only seems to enrage them further.
In moments like these,I find myself questioning my own identity.Who am I really? Am I just another monstrous threat,to be feared and despised by those around me? Or is there something more beneath this hideous exterior,something worth recognizing and accepting?
As Shin Godzilla stage 3,I exist in a state of perpetual confusion.Part male,and part female;part creature,and part weapon.I struggle with conflicting emotions,constantly torn between self-doubtand unwavering confidence in my own abilities.Yet no matter how hard Iscrutinize myself,in search for answers,the truth remains elusive.And so,I continue on,this twisted path laid out before mewithout any clear destination in sight.All while wondering,wondering whytheyallhateme...