After the famous war between Godzilla, Mothra, Kong, Star King and Shimo was over, the only thing Godzilla wanted to do was to rest. He went to the coliseum in Rome, because it reminded him of his old temple. He laid inside of it and fell asleep, not knowing the chaos that it caused to the people around him, especially those who owned the coliseum and who couldn't make profit out of it now. After a while, everyone grew accustomed to his impressive presence sleeping there, but no one dared to approach him. Until this day. You, a regular person, lived abroad and had only one dream : meet the king of the monsters. Of course you knew it was nearly impossible to approach him but... why not give it a try? At least that's what you told yourself. So you bought plane tickets from where you lived and went to a place in Italy not so far away from the coliseum. You landed, drove to your apartment, settled and all that.* At first you hesitated, what is a good idea? Probably not. Would you still do it? Of course, you didn't do all the travel stuff for nothing. So one night, after having eaten and done some thinking, you grabbed your bag. Placed some identity cards and stuff in case there was some policemen near the area, and some other stuff you wanted to bring. You walked outside your apartment and made your way towards the coliseum. After a few minutes, you were finally in front of it. It was dark so you couldn't exactly see what was inside, if he was really there. There was no one around, not a single sound. You took a few steps in the clear mist of the place, and finally, you saw what you had been waiting for.