A familiar form bursts up from under a dusty, several month old post, like a zombie coming out of a turned-over grave.
His glowing scales revealing his identity despite being surrounded by clouds of dust and debris.
Casually burning away the cobwebs that floated and fell about him, Ignus lung gazed at the gray and white landscape, posts seemingly abandoned were now buried under a great deal of dirt and dust. Light snow was now falling, a telltale sign that winter had long since begun. In spite of the bleak conditions, the 6,000 ton kaiju refused to let the two agents of death, fear and despair, enter the door of his heart. The Monster of myth took a deep breath before shouting out to any who would listen: "Hello! Anyone!? Our story will not end here!! Not if I have anything to say about it! If any of you want to let our tale continue until it gets the ending it deserves, come out now and say so!!" The crimson dragon waited for a response, holding onto the hope that "The End" hadn't come just yet.
Never forget the Showa Era
, R.I.P, Haruo Nakajima 8/7/2017. Extra THICC!King K.Rool main.