Author: Christian Salabert | Banner: Christian Salabert

Tokyo was in flames as Prism Bolts shredded block after block. The evil Battra had returned to punish mankind for its near destruction of the planet, and this time he would allow no force to stand in his way. The Black Mothra, currently in larval form, was met with the best military forces the puny humans could muster, but they were all mowed down by the insect’s might. Soon the city would be completely destroyed and then Battra would move on to the next, then the next, then the next, until the entire civilization of man was nothing but flaming debris. (more…)

Author: Christian Salabert | Banner: Christian Salabert

Red King marched through the rock-covered mountains of his island home, searching for a challenge. It had been ages since he last fought another kaiju and now he craved the thrill of battle again. He had heard strange sounds emanating from the other side of the island earlier in the day and finally decided to investigate. He hoped whatever creature had made the sounds was tough. The last monster he fought was rather pathetic and died merely because he had ripped both its arms off. Oh, well. (more…)

Author: Christian Salabert | Banner: Christian Salabert
Revised: July 19, 2008

Furue groaned and whimpered as he lay down in his hut.

The corns just hurt too much…

He was about to call someone in so he could start complaining again, when suddenly Sakurai ran into the hut in a panic and grabbed his rifle off the wall. (more…)