The Kaiju Epoch Saga

Book One: The Xilian War Chronicles

Part One: The Dusk of Peace

Prologue

From the memoirs of Steve Martin, November 3rd, 2004:

"I'm having the nightmares of the island again. This is just like before.

Knowing that that monster still roams the earth terrifies me more than anything else. I can still remember that night back in 1956 like it was last night. I've always thought a different man woke up in the rubble the morning after.

And I would always have nightmares after that night, but none of them were as vivid or peculiar as the ones I had in 1985. It was more than a dream or a vision; it was as if I was teleported. I was in a boat in the middle of a terrible storm. I looked up and saw an island. It reminded me of the storm on Odo Island so many nights ago, but this wasn't Odo Island.

Lightning struck the island repeatedly. And with each strike, the island illuminated brighter and brighter with a blue light.

I recognised that light. It was his. And then I heard him. That horrible cry is unmistakable.

Somehow I knew he was coming back. And I was right.

And now I'm having the same vision. I pray that I'm just a crazy old man. I never want my son or his children to live through that.

I'm growing tired. I've been feeling weaker each day. The doctors are telling me I'm looking good, but I'm a journalist. I can read people.

In case this is the last thing I write, and if my family reads any of my memoirs, I want my son, Robert, to know that no man has ever made me prouder. I wish my grandson, Vincent, luck in his college career. I know he's destined for great things. The same goes for little Taylor. She'll grow up to be a beautiful and amazing woman.

In what may be my final days, I think I've come to a revelation. The monster I've feared for all this time can't be some mindless killing machine. There's more to him than that. I hope all of mankind can learn from him. It may be that a creature with such power is the key to saving us all."

This was Steve Martin's final memoir. He died in his home shortly after.

November 12th: "G" is sighted in Antarctica. The creature is confronted by the United Nations' military along with the airship, Gotengo I.

G is sealed away within a deep crevasse filled with snow and ice. It is monitored 24 hours a day.