Tasty Tales of Transformation

Artwork: Seon and Lazier Mujina couldn’t help but stare on in awe at the glimmering blast beaming out of the giant Dynazenon mech straight through the Kaiju she was merged with. She could feel herself, the Kaiju, along with her other members of the Kaiju Eugenicists, slowly dissipating under the heat of the particles dazzling the skyline of the city. This was surely her death, and yet she could only feel a warm embrace wrapping around her from the Dynazenon’s attack. How could she feel so calm about this? Looking to each of her sides, she could sense the same calm had fallen over the rest of her team as well. The Kaiju Eugenicists had a simple goal, to use their ability to control Kaiju to wipe out humanity. They’d been betrayed and killed already in the past, and now revived once more in the modern day only to die again? Mujina’s body tensed a little at the thought. All she had were Kaiju, and the eugenicists—this was all she could do. “Is it better this way?” Mujina softly asked, wo...

  Sagiri stared at a line of burning men before her, used to the sight of a particular prisoner set for execution outlasting the executioner as he stood atop a puddle of flaming oil, yawning. "Y'know, you probably shouldn't get this close. I'm not trying to add you guys to my kill-" "SHUT UP!" The local magistrate stamped out the burning flames near him, panicking over the otherwordly sight of Gabimaru the hollow’s apathy towards the hellish torture that was supposed to kill him. He glanced towards Sagiri, hoping she could finally kill him, his existence mocking all common sense. For a second, it almost looked like she was smiling with the nervous expectation of a virgin on her wedding night, but the look must have been a trick of the flame. Her stoic appearance returned as she finished scrawling notes in the tiny journal she kept hidden in the pocket of her robes. She quickly shut it and it vanished within her sleeves as she turned to the desperate magi...