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"The awakened suicide" (2022) As I saw the army truck speeding it's way down the stretch of dirt and grass, I raised my rifle, firing shots into the air happily. "Glory to Reabauia, all hail the king", I shouted, hoping to re-asert my hope and patriotism for a collapsing nation in these apocalyptic times. But then, with the advancing vehicle just hundreds of feet away, suddenly the face of an enormous creature exploded from undetneath the rocks and trees sorrounding us. From what I could tell, it's skull alone dwarfed the truck by a factor of 10 or more and it's facial structure was beyond distressing, nearly impossible to describe without partially fainting in the process. It had the skull and muzzle of a panthera type feline, probably a lion or something, the pointed tusks of a wild boar and sail-like fins of a deep sea fish portruding behind it's tuffed ears. It's overall bodily structure however, was like that of a big muscular man and It's eyes were of a milky white coloration, reflecting the light of the moon. In a matter of seconds, it opened it's massive maw as a giant humanoid hand grabbed hold of the truck before shoveling it up into it's toothed void of a mouth, swallowing it whole. The creature then did something I will never forget, revealing it's rows of razor-sharp teeth, it smiled a satisfied yet bloodthirsty grin. Then I heard a blood chilling groan from my left side. I turned and there it was, another one of these titans. Like the former, it had the thick-set and well muscled body of a large male athlete. But instead of a normal face, it had the pale skull of a human being, deep empty eye sockets with a sense of absolute darkness eminating out. As it leaned over it's massive shoulder to look at me, I felt as though nothing was there, nothing left to lose. So i stuck the barell of my gun up into my own mouth and pulled the trigger.
