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THAIZ'S POINT OF VIEW:

A long time ago, my father told me the story of how the Titans of old oppressed the little humans, making them into toys, slaves, food, among other things. This was because we Titans were able to track them by smell. The older members of my race used to say that humans had a peculiar smell and an incredible taste, but over time they changed, their peculiar smell became weaker and their taste not so incredible. 


Today, humans have no smell at all, and some say their taste is not the best. What's more, they've become harder to find, living in places where we Titans can't easily access them. For this reason, we have lost interest in them, although some still seek them out to do their bidding, honestly I never had any interest in this insignificant race, until I met one of them that apparently awakened my most primitive senses.


The question I ask myself is: Why did I take such an interest in this human? What does he have that the others don't? At the same time as I would love to devour him, I would also like to keep him alive, I have the feeling that he is a phenomenon of nature, something extremely rare that cannot be reproduced, the most valuable of raw materials. 


I have no interest in keeping him as a pet or anything like that. I think it would be a waste to leave him all to myself, so I decided to show him to the leader of the tribes: Enma. 


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JONAS'S POINT OF VIEW:


After the Titan has captured me, she places me in the middle of her mountainous pair of breasts. I try to get back to the surface, but because of the giant woman's sweat, I slip down and end up being suffocated by the prison of flesh. I don't have the strength to push or climb, because even though her breasts are soft, they're too firm. 


I can feel her footsteps and her breasts bouncing, with each step I get more trapped between them. The heat of the titanic woman's body is also surreal, combined with the volume of flesh and sweat, this becomes a more unpleasant experience than it sounds, I can't tell how I'm going to die first: Suffocated or Cooking.


My vision was already starting to blur, the shortness of breath was getting more and more intense. I was already seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, when two huge fingers grabbed me and pulled me out of the hell of skin. 


*I gasp for breath


- SO THIS IS THE HUMAN YOU MENTIONED? 


- YES.


- I CAN REALLY SMELL HIM FROM HERE.


When my vision cleared and I managed to pull myself together, I realized that I was under the huge palm of the Titanic woman who had captured me, and there was another Titanic woman sitting in front of us, with two others on either side. I can assume that she is the leader of this tribe, after all she is wearing a kind of crown made of a white material, the two next to her are probably some kind of soldiers as they are carrying huge spears (even for their height).


- CLOSE UP, THAIZ - The Titan approached the "Queen" and her hand with me, bringing me close to her face, which now occupies a large part of my vision.


- HELLO, HUMAN. WELCOME TO THE TRIBE OF TITANS. WHAT'S YOUR NAME? - I don't know if it's because I'm close to the Queen now, but the voice sounded extremely loud to me, even though she didn't speak in a normal tone.


- My name is Jonas - I was short and to the point.


- JONAS. WHERE ARE YOU FROM? 


- If I tell you, it'll sound like a lie


- EXPERIMENT


- So, I'm not from this world. I can't explain it exactly, but... I'm from somewhere else, so to speak. I ended up here after being swallowed up by the sea. 


- I SEE. YOU MEAN YOU WERE TELEPORTED HERE THROUGH SOME KIND OF PORTAL?


- Exactly!


- YOU KNOW, JONAS... THERE'S A STORY TOLD BY THE TITANS, FROM GENERATION TO GENERATION, SAYING THAT WE DIDN'T ORIGINALLY BELONG HERE. LEGEND HAS IT THAT A GROUP OF US WERE SUCKED INTO THIS WORLD THROUGH A PORTAL.


- Wait, so you believe me?


- OF COURSE, I BELIEVE THAT YOU CAME HERE JUST LIKE MY ANCESTORS DID


- And can you tell me if there's any way back to my world? - The queen's previously cheerful expression suddenly turned serious - I'm sorry. Did I say something I shouldn't have?


- NO, IT'S NOT THAT. it's just that there's only one place where you can find your answer - I noticed that the atmosphere became more tense.


- And which place would that be?


- THE COUNTRY OF THE COLOSSUS - When the queen mentioned this information, the story that David Junior had told me some time ago about the colossus immediately came to mind.


- Wait a minute, as far as I know these Colossi are mystical beings. Do they really exist?


- THEY DO. EVEN WE TITANS ARE TINY COMPARED TO A COLOSSUS. YOU HUMANS MUST BE A SPECK OF DUST.


The Queen and I talked about what Colossi really are. To begin with, she told me that they live on an isolated island known as Colossus Country. In this place the vegetation is on an enormous scale, proportional to the size of the Colossi, but there are no living beings that can compete with them in height, which is why they are herbivores. She went on to say that they are an extremely hostile and sadistic species, so there is no possibility of them living in society with other races. 


Colossians are described as having red skin and white or silver hair, and their eyes are usually orange. Like the Titans, they don't live in large civilizations, they live on their own, and are considered to be the most archaic species of all. 


With this information in mind, the queen asked me: - DO YOU WANT TO GO TO THE ISLAND OF THE COLOSSI?


- Yes, I want to go home.


- I UNDERSTAND, SO I'LL HELP YOU WITH THAT, BUT KNOW THAT I'LL WANT SOMETHING IN RETURN.


- What would that be?


- A CHILD OF YOUR OWN.


- ...


I feel like an idiot for believing it, should I? I have no other choice. I've made a deal with the queen, while she makes arrangements for me to go to the Land of the Colossi, I'll be under her care.

                                                                  



The day has finally fallen. I'm in a tent that the Titans have prepared for me, lying under the biggest bed I'll ever sleep in. I'm tired, the day has been long, I've finally had a moment of quiet after everything, until...


THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!


Just as I was falling asleep, I heard titanic footsteps approaching. One of the queen's soldiers entered my tent, my room, candle in hand, with an expression of few friends. 


- THERE YOU ARE.


- Is something wrong? - Without saying anything, she approached me.


The soldier lifted her foot and stepped on my tiny figure, sinking her weight into the bed. The air escaped from my lungs, I could barely draw in oxygen, let alone speak. I was trapped under the cold skin of the sole of his foot like an ant, thanks to the flexibility of the bed I wasn't reduced to a meat paste.


- JUST LISTEN TO ME, I'LL ACCOMPANY YOU INTO THE LAND OF THE COLOSSI. IF YOU DRAW UNNECESSARY ATTENTION TO YOURSELF, I'LL KILL YOU. IF YOU TRY TO RUN AWAY, I'LL KILL YOU. IF YOU BETRAY THE LEADER'S TRUST, I'LL KILL YOU. UNLIKE THE LEADER, I HAVE A SHORT FUSE AND WOULD GO TO GREAT LENGTHS TO CRUSH YOU. ARE WE CLEAR? - The titan lifted her foot again, allowing me to breathe.


- ...Understood.
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