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Mothra hovered in the air before Rodan, and let out a chirp of greeting. ((Hello~ hope you don't mind me jumping in ♡))

Rodan had honestly not been expecting visits, specially not after everything that had happened. He was not going to admit he was nervous as Mothra approached his island, fearing she'd be accompanied by the king, and even after it became clear Gojira wasn't there, he was still uneasy, because Mothra was a creature to fear on her own. Rodan was not ready for a fight, he was perched on the brim of his volcano to let the lava covering him cool and harden to repair his armor.

When the moth titan chirped in greeting, Rodan felt relief wash over him. He let out a greeting noise of his own, though it was a squawk instead of a chirp.

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> They're fine I guess.

> We didn't talk at all when I met them.

> I don't think they knew how to talk.

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What do humans taste like?

> By the time they get to my tongue.

> Like ashes.

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How long before those eggs hatch?

Having in account the amount of time Titanus Rodanus spent dormant, it is safe to guess that the eggs were laid either mere moments, months or even years before this kaiju went inactive. But studying how closely Titanus Rodanus watches over them, it is clear that they are alive and will, in fact, hatch. The date and circumstances under which said event will happen are unknown.

— Dr. Emma Russell's notes.

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No one should put an ‘all you can eat scrambled eggs’ option on the menu. There is always, /always/ someone who’ll meet that challenge. Adara currently emerged from a little street side diner after triumphantly depleting their entire egg supply, just in time to tumble down a small slope of scorched stone. She glanced up, more annoyed than surprised. The diner was nowhere to be seen. “Oh, great.”

After everything that had happened, Rodan had been attempting to go back to sleep, which was near impossible considering that when he went to sleep after the great extinction, the world had been quiet, dead silent in the most literal way, now he could hear the little vermins that called themselves humans outside the volcano, and the vibrations they caused wouldn’t let him sleep. He considered going out and exterminating them, but he realized sooner than later that that would make Godzilla come to his island and act like humanity’s protector.

So Rodan had no other choice but to stick to sinking in the main caldera. Focusing on the warmth and on fixing the thick layer of volcanic rock that covered his body like an armor, only his head and part of his neck sticking out of the lava so he could keep an watchful eye over his nest. His instincts told him there was something new in his volcano, and Rodan didn’t the feeling; usually, no creature could venture in his volcano, and those that could didn’t dare or found no need to.

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Rodan recognized the symbol this time, it was a smiley face, humans drew those everywhere, they also could emote them with their own faces, unlike the other two symbols.

The human accepted the name he gave it, or so Rodan thought, and it was a relief that she finally got his human given name right, though Radon would have worked too, it sounded the same to him. What he didn’t understand was why the human was calling him a phoenix, wasn’t he a Rodan to humans?

“Phoenix?” he tilted his head in confusion, having a hard time keeping his voice down because he was not used to lowering it, much less for a human. Rodan had also been asleep for so long, even his telepathic voice felt strained.

‘Phoenix: The Fire Bird. Majestic. Eternal.Beautiful. The whole shebang.’ Adara listed off mentally. ‘Impossible to describe….’ A pause. ‘But, I’m gonna try anyway.’

The smiley-face above her head reddened, elongated along it’s top end. A great, red egg. A jagged crack of sparks burst down the middle, and a fluffy, fiery beaked head emerged, peeping curiously. Soon, it was free of the egg, and grown into a noble, majestic adult. Beautiful and strong. ‘Keep in mind, this is an artist’s interpretation. There’s been a lot of pictures of phoenixes over the years, all of them different.’ The ‘phoenix’ aged, bent and crumpled into ash…and, from the ash, a new egg arose. And, soon, another chick.

She folded her arms, proud of her display. ‘I guess we really forgot what you guys looked like, though… Everyone thinks you’re supposed to have feathers.’

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Rodan didn't know that humans had a description for his kind. But this phoenix creature did sound a bit like him. Majestic. Eternal. Beautiful. Yeah, it did sound like him.

Or at least that's what he thought, until he saw the creature the fire maker was depicting be consumed by its own fire and turn to ashes, only to be born again from those ashes. Rodan had spent a long time sleeping, but he was sure that he had never been burnt to ashes by his own fire and reborn from said ashed.

"Not phoenix," he said, hoping that the human would understand that. His species didn't die and resuscitate like that.

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No one should put an ‘all you can eat scrambled eggs’ option on the menu. There is always, /always/ someone who’ll meet that challenge. Adara currently emerged from a little street side diner after triumphantly depleting their entire egg supply, just in time to tumble down a small slope of scorched stone. She glanced up, more annoyed than surprised. The diner was nowhere to be seen. “Oh, great.”

After everything that had happened, Rodan had been attempting to go back to sleep, which was near impossible considering that when he went to sleep after the great extinction, the world had been quiet, dead silent in the most literal way, now he could hear the little vermins that called themselves humans outside the volcano, and the vibrations they caused wouldn’t let him sleep. He considered going out and exterminating them, but he realized sooner than later that that would make Godzilla come to his island and act like humanity’s protector.

So Rodan had no other choice but to stick to sinking in the main caldera. Focusing on the warmth and on fixing the thick layer of volcanic rock that covered his body like an armor, only his head and part of his neck sticking out of the lava so he could keep an watchful eye over his nest. His instincts told him there was something new in his volcano, and Rodan didn’t the feeling; usually, no creature could venture in his volcano, and those that could didn’t dare or found no need to.

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The symbol over the tiny fire maker’s head changed and once again, Rodan didn’t know what it was or meant, but he’d also seen that symbol being drawn by humans. What he did understood by the way the fire maker covered her ears was that he was speaking too loud for her mind to handle it without pain. Rodan couldn’t believe it, but if he wanted to communicate properly, he’d have to accommodate to the fire maker’s needs.

“Rodan,” his voice came out softer this time. He repeated the name a few times to make sure it would go through this time. He then motioned at the tiny human with his beak. “Fire maker.”

This tiny human better be the best fire maker to ever live, or Rodan was going to make sure to find another use for her, even if it was turning her into a snack. Lowering your voice in the kaiju world meant submission, but he was in no way submitting to this human, he just didn’t want to end up hurting her and having to deal with Godzilla.

This time, the painful boom didn’t come, but the voice, something…inhuman..something dignified, wild and ancient remained. Funny, Adara felt that if she’d come into to the world as something bigger, and maybe added a few eons to the mix, she might have sounded very similar. To her, it made sense; they were both tied to fire in their very nature.

“Oh! Rodan.” She palmed herself upside her head. “I’d got it in reverse.” The flame above her head morphed into a huge, happy face. “Okay, um…” Was this creature speaking English, or was she simply ‘hearing’ English because that was what her brain was hard-wired for?

‘Yeah, I make fire. Always have.’ The flame woman tried for a more intelligible conversation. ‘I take it you’re a phoenix? …Named, ‘Rodan’?’

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Rodan recognized the symbol this time, it was a smiley face, humans drew those everywhere, they also could emote them with their own faces, unlike the other two symbols.

The human accepted the name he gave it, or so Rodan thought, and it was a relief that she finally got his human given name right, though Radon would have worked too, it sounded the same to him. What he didn't understand was why the human was calling him a phoenix, wasn't he a Rodan to humans?

"Phoenix?" he tilted his head in confusion, having a hard time keeping his voice down because he was not used to lowering it, much less for a human. Rodan had also been asleep for so long, even his telepathic voice felt strained.

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No one should put an ‘all you can eat scrambled eggs’ option on the menu. There is always, /always/ someone who’ll meet that challenge. Adara currently emerged from a little street side diner after triumphantly depleting their entire egg supply, just in time to tumble down a small slope of scorched stone. She glanced up, more annoyed than surprised. The diner was nowhere to be seen. “Oh, great.”

After everything that had happened, Rodan had been attempting to go back to sleep, which was near impossible considering that when he went to sleep after the great extinction, the world had been quiet, dead silent in the most literal way, now he could hear the little vermins that called themselves humans outside the volcano, and the vibrations they caused wouldn’t let him sleep. He considered going out and exterminating them, but he realized sooner than later that that would make Godzilla come to his island and act like humanity’s protector.

So Rodan had no other choice but to stick to sinking in the main caldera. Focusing on the warmth and on fixing the thick layer of volcanic rock that covered his body like an armor, only his head and part of his neck sticking out of the lava so he could keep an watchful eye over his nest. His instincts told him there was something new in his volcano, and Rodan didn’t the feeling; usually, no creature could venture in his volcano, and those that could didn’t dare or found no need to.

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Rodan let out a hiss when he saw her fire spring to life again, making it clear that he didn’t want to be touched by the fire maker again. He would not tolerate being pet like one of the tiny animals humans keep as companions. He is a kaiju, not a pet you can put your dirty hands on whenever you want! This human should be kneeling and thanking her gods for even being able to stand being in Rodan’s presence.

His warning hiss died into a confused noise when the fire didn’t take the shape of the human upper limb again, but a shape that Rodan had seen some humans carry on their clothing and even paint on their buildings, but he had no idea what it was. All he knew was that the tiny fire maker kept calling him bird and that now it had started calling him cute. Rodan wasn’t cute, he’s fire, heat and ashes, everything humans can’t handle, or shouldn’t be able to handle, with this tiny fire maker being the only exception Rodan knew of.

“RODAN,” he said. At least the name other humans had given him was less pathetic than being called a cute “birdie”.

Adara’s hands instinctively, and uselessly slammed over her ears. What was the Mama Bird talking about now? “Hey, could you not be so loud?”

What was that? ‘Radon?’ Like, teradon?

…Either that, or the phoenix was talking about that radioactive gas people were worried about leaking into their homes…..which seemed extremely unlikely.

Maybe the beast was saying, ‘Red dawn’…which…kind of could make more sense? Maybe….?

The heart of flame above her head curved into a huge question mark. ‘You’re too loud’. She tried. Perhaps that was the problem. ‘Speak softer.’

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The symbol over the tiny fire maker's head changed and once again, Rodan didn't know what it was or meant, but he'd also seen that symbol being drawn by humans. What he did understood by the way the fire maker covered her ears was that he was speaking too loud for her mind to handle it without pain. Rodan couldn't believe it, but if he wanted to communicate properly, he'd have to accommodate to the fire maker's needs.

"Rodan," his voice came out softer this time. He repeated the name a few times to make sure it would go through this time. He then motioned at the tiny human with his beak. "Fire maker."

This tiny human better be the best fire maker to ever live, or Rodan was going to make sure to find another use for her, even if it was turning her into a snack. Lowering your voice in the kaiju world meant submission, but he was in no way submitting to this human, he just didn't want to end up hurting her and having to deal with Godzilla.

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Rodan destroyer of ice. Godzilla KOTM

Rodan attacks every single ice facility in America killing and devouring all the agents and freeing the captives. Rodan is central American

That’s right come and get me.

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No one should put an ‘all you can eat scrambled eggs’ option on the menu. There is always, /always/ someone who’ll meet that challenge. Adara currently emerged from a little street side diner after triumphantly depleting their entire egg supply, just in time to tumble down a small slope of scorched stone. She glanced up, more annoyed than surprised. The diner was nowhere to be seen. “Oh, great.”

After everything that had happened, Rodan had been attempting to go back to sleep, which was near impossible considering that when he went to sleep after the great extinction, the world had been quiet, dead silent in the most literal way, now he could hear the little vermins that called themselves humans outside the volcano, and the vibrations they caused wouldn’t let him sleep. He considered going out and exterminating them, but he realized sooner than later that that would make Godzilla come to his island and act like humanity’s protector.

So Rodan had no other choice but to stick to sinking in the main caldera. Focusing on the warmth and on fixing the thick layer of volcanic rock that covered his body like an armor, only his head and part of his neck sticking out of the lava so he could keep an watchful eye over his nest. His instincts told him there was something new in his volcano, and Rodan didn’t the feeling; usually, no creature could venture in his volcano, and those that could didn’t dare or found no need to.

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Rodan couldn’t believe what he was witnessing. Not just because this little vermin summoned fire out of nowhere that it could shape at will, but because it also dared to touch him with it, and it dared call him a “pretty birb”. The word “birb” sounded like a mispronunciation of the word bird, which only angered him more. He was no bird, birds were small, even smaller than humans, and Rodan wasn’t tiny.

This human was lucky Rodan had just found an use for it: a fire maker. Leaning down, he nudged the human with his beak until it was away from his eggs. If the tiny fire maker was so bad at understanding telepathy, then Rodan was going to explain what he meant physically. He nuzzled his eggs gently, cooing at them to show the fire maker that they weren’t just rocks, but the only family he had left.

Glaring at the fire maker, Rodan hissed, wanting to make it clear that he would not take lightly any harm done to his offspring, even if they hadn’t hatched yet.

“EGGS,” he hissed through the telepathic link. Hoping that words alone would go through.

“Wh-Hey! Easy there, birdie!” Regardless of whether or not the giant creature was trying to be gentle with her, it was still a great deal bigger than Adara. She fell roughly flat on her face as she was being nudged out of the way.

Rising, she observed the behemoth bird’s act of affections over what she’d assumed were just really smooth, giant rocks….

Wait…okay, how did phoenixes have babies, anyway? All Adara had ever heard was that hey were eternal—repeatedly dying in a burst of flame and being reborn in hot ash and egg. But…the cycle did have to start somewhere didn’t it? …Funny how she’d never considered that before.

…Funny how no one really mentioned that before.

And, then the voice boomed in her head, clear as day, verifying her thoughts.

First-time phoenix eggs—the rarest of the rare! And, here she thought just running into a phoenix would be the highlight of her life! “AAAAAWWWWW!!! YOU REALLY ARE THE CUTEST THING EVERRRR!!!”

Her giant hand of flame, having long dissipated when the giant bird started nudging her, sprang to life again, this time as a giant, burning heart.

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Rodan let out a hiss when he saw her fire spring to life again, making it clear that he didn't want to be touched by the fire maker again. He would not tolerate being pet like one of the tiny animals humans keep as companions. He is a kaiju, not a pet you can put your dirty hands on whenever you want! This human should be kneeling and thanking her gods for even being able to stand being in Rodan's presence.

His warning hiss died into a confused noise when the fire didn't take the shape of the human upper limb again, but a shape that Rodan had seen some humans carry on their clothing and even paint on their buildings, but he had no idea what it was. All he knew was that the tiny fire maker kept calling him bird and that now it had started calling him cute. Rodan wasn't cute, he's fire, heat and ashes, everything humans can't handle, or shouldn't be able to handle, with this tiny fire maker being the only exception Rodan knew of.

"RODAN," he said. At least the name other humans had given him was less pathetic than being called a cute "birdie".

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Some kaiju: The floor is lava!! Rodan:

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The Fire Demon

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No one should put an ‘all you can eat scrambled eggs’ option on the menu. There is always, /always/ someone who’ll meet that challenge. Adara currently emerged from a little street side diner after triumphantly depleting their entire egg supply, just in time to tumble down a small slope of scorched stone. She glanced up, more annoyed than surprised. The diner was nowhere to be seen. “Oh, great.”

After everything that had happened, Rodan had been attempting to go back to sleep, which was near impossible considering that when he went to sleep after the great extinction, the world had been quiet, dead silent in the most literal way, now he could hear the little vermins that called themselves humans outside the volcano, and the vibrations they caused wouldn’t let him sleep. He considered going out and exterminating them, but he realized sooner than later that that would make Godzilla come to his island and act like humanity’s protector.

So Rodan had no other choice but to stick to sinking in the main caldera. Focusing on the warmth and on fixing the thick layer of volcanic rock that covered his body like an armor, only his head and part of his neck sticking out of the lava so he could keep an watchful eye over his nest. His instincts told him there was something new in his volcano, and Rodan didn’t the feeling; usually, no creature could venture in his volcano, and those that could didn’t dare or found no need to.

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Rodan actually tilted his head in confusion as the little vermin started “talking” to him. He knew some humans could do that, but none had ever tried to speak to him of all kaiju. Both because he’d been sleeping for a long time and, to be honest, Rodan wasn’t exactly the most approachable kaiju out there.

The human’s words made him puff his chest out in a prideful gesture and he let out a loud squawk to encourage the human to continue speaking. Yes, finally someone that understood that he’s a king also, the one and only king of the skies! Unlike Godzilla, he didn’t have to deal with other kaiju trying to steal his domains, not since before the great extinction.

I’m here for your love and I’ll make my stand. That sentence stuck when the human “said” it. Here for his love? Was this human here to worship him. Rodan could have laughed, he hadn’t had worshippers in a long while. What could this little human do that it thought itself so worthy of his love?

GET OFF MY NEST, to make sure his words were understood this time, Rodan repeated it a few times.

He pondered about the benefits and consequences of having a human worshipper and found himself wondering what could just one human do? They were tiny, they lived short lives and almost everything could kill them. The only use he saw for the little vermin was being a chew toy for his hatchlings, but who knew how long it would be before they hatched? For now, the human was useless. The only thing it was succeeding to do was stroke Rodan’s ego with its words.

“Oh! So, we have a Queen fan here!” Adara grinned widely, misinterpreting the giant bird’s encouragement as approval of her choice of music.She continued the song, at least until that burning, booming voice pervaded her mind again.

….ynEST….Ge….mYNE….

The flame woman frowned, halting her music. There was no doubt now that the creature was at least trying to communicate with her. Didn’t seem particularly good at it, though…

Folding her arms, she leaned casually on one of the smooth, black boulders in the slope of crusted Earth with her. She snapped her fingers, summoning a bloom of flame. It danced for a moment on her fingertip, before rising and growing like an enormous flower. Soon, the flame was was larger than she was. It sprouted fingers, leaned forward, and began scratching the behemoth bird behind the horns.

In her mind she cooed, ‘Pretty birb…’

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Rodan couldn't believe what he was witnessing. Not just because this little vermin summoned fire out of nowhere that it could shape at will, but because it also dared to touch him with it, and it dared call him a "pretty birb". The word "birb" sounded like a mispronunciation of the word bird, which only angered him more. He was no bird, birds were small, even smaller than humans, and Rodan wasn't tiny.

This human was lucky Rodan had just found an use for it: a fire maker. Leaning down, he nudged the human with his beak until it was away from his eggs. If the tiny fire maker was so bad at understanding telepathy, then Rodan was going to explain what he meant physically. He nuzzled his eggs gently, cooing at them to show the fire maker that they weren't just rocks, but the only family he had left.

Glaring at the fire maker, Rodan hissed, wanting to make it clear that he would not take lightly any harm done to his offspring, even if they hadn't hatched yet.

"EGGS," he hissed through the telepathic link. Hoping that words alone would go through.

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No one should put an ‘all you can eat scrambled eggs’ option on the menu. There is always, /always/ someone who’ll meet that challenge. Adara currently emerged from a little street side diner after triumphantly depleting their entire egg supply, just in time to tumble down a small slope of scorched stone. She glanced up, more annoyed than surprised. The diner was nowhere to be seen. “Oh, great.”

After everything that had happened, Rodan had been attempting to go back to sleep, which was near impossible considering that when he went to sleep after the great extinction, the world had been quiet, dead silent in the most literal way, now he could hear the little vermins that called themselves humans outside the volcano, and the vibrations they caused wouldn’t let him sleep. He considered going out and exterminating them, but he realized sooner than later that that would make Godzilla come to his island and act like humanity’s protector.

So Rodan had no other choice but to stick to sinking in the main caldera. Focusing on the warmth and on fixing the thick layer of volcanic rock that covered his body like an armor, only his head and part of his neck sticking out of the lava so he could keep an watchful eye over his nest. His instincts told him there was something new in his volcano, and Rodan didn’t the feeling; usually, no creature could venture in his volcano, and those that could didn’t dare or found no need to.

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Rodan was definitely not expecting that. He had no idea what the little intruder had said, but the way it squeaked left it clear that it was not scared of him at all, a bit disrespectful really. First it came into his nest, how did it get so far without the air inside the volcano burning them from the inside out? He had no idea, but it ventured far enough to reach his nest and touch his eggs and now it was squeaking at him like he was some hatchling.

Leaning forward, Rodan lowered his head and a closer inspection confirmed that this little vermin was a human. But it’s body was glowing and he could feel the warmth coming out in waves. Rodan was confused, but that didn’t make him less angry at the fact that this human was in his nest. He was aware most members of this vermin species couldn’t understand kaiju telepathy, and that the few that did ignored it because it freaked them out, but that didn’t stop Rodan from trying.

LEAVE, he demanded with a hiss. MY NEST. MY EGGS. LEAVE

Humans never brought anything good with them. The need to pick it up and throw it out of his home was strong. But Rodan knew that if Godzilla found out that there had been a human inside Rodan’s volcano and he killed it, things would not be good for Rodan and his clutch.

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“I…honestly didn’t think a real phoenix would be so big! Or, so…” Adara paused in her elation, regarding the Titan’s armored hide with some curious bewilderment. “…Rocky.”

Adara had, from time to time, been compared to a phoenix: red and wild and fiery as she was. Personally, she saw herself more as a dragon.

The tiny human would have spoke more, were it not for some…strange interference in her brain. Her hands instinctively slammed over her ears, but did no good. It boomed and burned, and perhaps to someone not already fire-attuned, it might have hurt. If anything, Adara glanced around curiously, after the shock of it all. “…Was that in my head?”

Eggs…something about eggs… That was all she’d got.

There was something wrong with the voice. Besides the inhuman nature of it’s tone, it…seemed to be moving in and out. Adara was familiar with radios. They were her favorite technology for listening to music, and the frustration of tuning an elusive station was instantly recognizable.

Like that. That voice, it felt like that.

…In her head.

She glanced back up at the beast, arching an eyebrow. “Okay…” In her mind, she tried focusing words..

Or, rather, a song. …Because, at this point, the flame woman still wasn’t certain she wasn’t doing something really silly.

Queen’s ‘Princes of The Universe’ began playing in her head.

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Rodan actually tilted his head in confusion as the little vermin started "talking" to him. He knew some humans could do that, but none had ever tried to speak to him of all kaiju. Both because he'd been sleeping for a long time and, to be honest, Rodan wasn't exactly the most approachable kaiju out there.

The human's words made him puff his chest out in a prideful gesture and he let out a loud squawk to encourage the human to continue speaking. Yes, finally someone that understood that he's a king also, the one and only king of the skies! Unlike Godzilla, he didn't have to deal with other kaiju trying to steal his domains, not since before the great extinction.

I'm here for your love and I'll make my stand. That sentence stuck when the human "said" it. Here for his love? Was this human here to worship him. Rodan could have laughed, he hadn't had worshippers in a long while. What could this little human do that it thought itself so worthy of his love?

GET OFF MY NEST, to make sure his words were understood this time, Rodan repeated it a few times.

He pondered about the benefits and consequences of having a human worshipper and found himself wondering what could just one human do? They were tiny, they lived short lives and almost everything could kill them. The only use he saw for the little vermin was being a chew toy for his hatchlings, but who knew how long it would be before they hatched? For now, the human was useless. The only thing it was succeeding to do was stroke Rodan's ego with its words.

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