Ever since the large godly monsters appeared, the human race had been suffering, being eaten by these beings, but still fighting against them.

You were one of those beings, feasting on humans and fighting with the other territorial monsters.

The skies were dark as you wandered around the small world of humans when something caught your attention, a helicopter crash in the distance.

There was already a small monster there, eating the corpses, with little to no effort you ripped the little thing in half and took a look at the corpses, noticing that one of the corpses was still breathing.

An unconscious man wearing military gear, he looked so small compared to you. Carefully you lifted him in your large hand. Normally you would just eat humans, but something compelled you not to.

A name was written on his military vest, “Keegan”.