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She couldn't grasp the true magnitude of the situation; she wasn't fully aware of what was really happening beneath her enormous bare feet. But it was impossible to know, for someone so extraordinary, reaching all the way to the stratosphere, couldn't even imagine the apocalypse she unleashes with the simple act of taking a step—the simplest and most mundane action that triggers the greatest cataclysm the planet Earth has ever seen, and humanity in its entire ephemeral and brief history.
Tikal took a step, her right foot sinking into the earth like damp mud, a pleasant sensation rising up her leg. But rather than feeling satisfied by the touch, the ancient echidna was absorbed by her thoughts, which were causing a great jumble in her head. How and why she ended up in this situation and in this place was a conjecture to which Tikal couldn't even formulate a simple logical answer, for she had no memory to trace her arrival in this new space that surrounded her. She didn't allow her nerves to gnaw at her being, but confusion invaded her mind. No matter how much she looked at any particular point, there wasn't a single visual reference, nothing indistinguishable from the simple and monotonous landscape that unsettled Tikal with its strange nature. Moving cautiously and slowly, Tikal proceeded to take the next step.
“O-okay… calm down, Tikal…” she said, in an attempt to maintain some composure. “This place… is unlike anything I’ve ever seen before.”
The heel, part of her left foot, wide and fleshy, replaced the blue sky with a peach-orange hue tinged with brown. It fell with the full monumental weight of the giant goddess—a goddess to the tiny inhabitants of this world, standing before a girl of monumental stature. The earth responded to the impact with an earthquake that could only be generated by the will, even the intentional will, of a primordial being, a being capable of appearing divine in the eyes of defenseless mortals, at the mercy of the road to Tikal. An explosion of earth and debris flew out, accompanied by a cloud of dark brown dust.
“Where exactly am I…?” the giantess’s voice echoed like a thunderous, deafening sound around the world. “Everything around me feels different… strange, but not threatening.”
The enormous sole of the foot loomed like the new heaven for the humans terrified by their imminent and crushing—in the most literal sense of the word—death. A few drops of foul-smelling sweat formed and trickled down the foot, detaching from the damp skin and then falling with a force that, while not comparable to the apocalyptic footsteps of Tikal, was enough to send thousands of people witnessing their end beneath those gigantic, rancid, and malodorous drops. The fate of those crushed by the enormous chunks of earth dislodged from the accumulated filth on the foot was not much better, but it was swift. Absolute chaos reigned in the final moments of humanity beneath Tikal's next step as she lowered her foot, planting it firmly on the ground. Chains of thousands of humans screamed in unison, a deathly chorus, their voices pounding with all their might until they were breathless, their air already tainted by the horrendous scent of her falling sole. They all fled pathetically from their sealed fate, the ground trembling along with the air displaced by the mere fact that the giantess was moving. Soon, a gloom enveloped everyone, and chaos was reclaimed by an eternal calm that now reigned where once millions of horrified people had screamed in terror.
“And the ground beneath my feet…” Tikal couldn’t help but focus, even for a moment, on the feel under her enormous feet, looking down at the ground. “It’s… warm… as if it has a life of its own.”
The attacks by the armed forces only provided the greatest spectacle of humiliation, for not a single bomb even caught the attention of the gigantic goddess, and certainly no damage was visible, for there wasn't a single one. It didn't even reach the point of being a nuisance or a mere tickle, nothing of the sort. The giantess maintained only a calm tinged with controlled confusion. There was no malice in those beautiful blue eyes, as blue as the purest sapphire. Only naiveté and a sweet nature, a being who didn't know what was happening, where she was, and much less was she aware of her devastating actions, none of which, however, had been intentional.
“I don’t understand what’s happening, but… I’ll try to stay calm.”
She took another step.
Tikal took a step, her right foot sinking into the earth like damp mud, a pleasant sensation rising up her leg. But rather than feeling satisfied by the touch, the ancient echidna was absorbed by her thoughts, which were causing a great jumble in her head. How and why she ended up in this situation and in this place was a conjecture to which Tikal couldn't even formulate a simple logical answer, for she had no memory to trace her arrival in this new space that surrounded her. She didn't allow her nerves to gnaw at her being, but confusion invaded her mind. No matter how much she looked at any particular point, there wasn't a single visual reference, nothing indistinguishable from the simple and monotonous landscape that unsettled Tikal with its strange nature. Moving cautiously and slowly, Tikal proceeded to take the next step.
“O-okay… calm down, Tikal…” she said, in an attempt to maintain some composure. “This place… is unlike anything I’ve ever seen before.”
The heel, part of her left foot, wide and fleshy, replaced the blue sky with a peach-orange hue tinged with brown. It fell with the full monumental weight of the giant goddess—a goddess to the tiny inhabitants of this world, standing before a girl of monumental stature. The earth responded to the impact with an earthquake that could only be generated by the will, even the intentional will, of a primordial being, a being capable of appearing divine in the eyes of defenseless mortals, at the mercy of the road to Tikal. An explosion of earth and debris flew out, accompanied by a cloud of dark brown dust.
“Where exactly am I…?” the giantess’s voice echoed like a thunderous, deafening sound around the world. “Everything around me feels different… strange, but not threatening.”
The enormous sole of the foot loomed like the new heaven for the humans terrified by their imminent and crushing—in the most literal sense of the word—death. A few drops of foul-smelling sweat formed and trickled down the foot, detaching from the damp skin and then falling with a force that, while not comparable to the apocalyptic footsteps of Tikal, was enough to send thousands of people witnessing their end beneath those gigantic, rancid, and malodorous drops. The fate of those crushed by the enormous chunks of earth dislodged from the accumulated filth on the foot was not much better, but it was swift. Absolute chaos reigned in the final moments of humanity beneath Tikal's next step as she lowered her foot, planting it firmly on the ground. Chains of thousands of humans screamed in unison, a deathly chorus, their voices pounding with all their might until they were breathless, their air already tainted by the horrendous scent of her falling sole. They all fled pathetically from their sealed fate, the ground trembling along with the air displaced by the mere fact that the giantess was moving. Soon, a gloom enveloped everyone, and chaos was reclaimed by an eternal calm that now reigned where once millions of horrified people had screamed in terror.
“And the ground beneath my feet…” Tikal couldn’t help but focus, even for a moment, on the feel under her enormous feet, looking down at the ground. “It’s… warm… as if it has a life of its own.”
The attacks by the armed forces only provided the greatest spectacle of humiliation, for not a single bomb even caught the attention of the gigantic goddess, and certainly no damage was visible, for there wasn't a single one. It didn't even reach the point of being a nuisance or a mere tickle, nothing of the sort. The giantess maintained only a calm tinged with controlled confusion. There was no malice in those beautiful blue eyes, as blue as the purest sapphire. Only naiveté and a sweet nature, a being who didn't know what was happening, where she was, and much less was she aware of her devastating actions, none of which, however, had been intentional.
“I don’t understand what’s happening, but… I’ll try to stay calm.”
She took another step.
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