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This time, you can see the goddess of destruction, Risty, toying with the little humans. She's slightly larger than the smallest size, and her feet are the main focus. This time, I tried to create a sense of depth and visual appeal using Clip Studio Paint's cloud material.
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◆—————【STORY】——————◆
This mission is to destroy multiple facilities within a human city. Additionally, as a secondary objective, she is to raise human emotional levels as much as possible, incite fear, and record it. The decision is left to her, but she is also asked to bring back “biological samples” if possible.While the full extent of goddess Risty’s abilities is not known, it is likely that the arbiter gods who give her orders are capable of easily observing and even interfering with both the past and the future.However, could it be that the reactions of extermination targets that, like this Earth, are not immediately eradicated but instead subjected to continuous interference are in fact rather valuable data?This attire, which became a symbol of fear in previous acts of destruction, should also be fairly effective in agitating human emotions when displayed before them.With that in mind, she visits Earth this time already at roughly twice her minimum size, openly displaying her form.Having already enjoyed the faint sensations by repeatedly crushing them under her loafers and sock-clad feet, Risty then turned her thoughts to the secondary objective she had been considering.She has full discretion regarding how to collect the “samples,” but occasionally earning favor with the arbiter gods would not be a bad idea.(Perhaps I’ll just put them inside my shoe and take them back…)The issue is how to transport them, but for beings like her—gods capable of nearly anything—the question is not “how can it be done,” but rather “which method to choose.”“Sigh… this should be fine around here.”Considering efficiency, Risty casually tosses her loafer directly above the target facility.The colossal loafer crashes down to the ground with a thunderous roar, instantly burying the target facility along with nearby buildings and people beneath it.“Wow… I only dropped a shoe, right? Is that really something to make such a fuss about…?”Risty is surprised, as the fear—the emotional values—of the humans she is observing spike instantly.Risty was surprised. The fear—the emotional level—of the humans she had been observing in the city had skyrocketed in an instant.When she returns to her original size, even planets become smaller than microorganisms, so she tends to perceive this kind of size difference as "not that big of a difference." Therefore, she cannot understand the emotions of humans who are frightened by something as trivial as "dropping a shoe."In the first place, Risty normally has no interest in human emotional values and does not even observe them. For someone with such overwhelming power, her only interest is whether the targets can provide her with amusement.Now, the method of transport is decided. However, with several target facilities still remaining, the choice she makes is…(Yeah… I’ve got a good idea. This should be efficient too.)Thinking so, Risty smiles and raises her enormous finger.As she begins a suspicious motion, the air force attacks her thighs, chest, and hands, but there is no way they can stop her massive movements.Shortly after, the moment she points her finger toward the city, a flash is released. Looking at the city, the targeted facilities and their surroundings are engulfed in light by a power beyond human comprehension.In the next instant, the illuminated district suddenly disappears!Where could it possibly have vanished to——?Meanwhile,An astonishing report is delivered by a patrol aircraft to the military forces who had been desperately resisting to protect the people.<<<“The city…! The city is trapped inside a shoe…!!”>>>The city, suddenly engulfed in light—within it was a certain group. They were a faction that had become fascinated by the giant who periodically appeared on Earth bringing destruction, believing she should be obeyed rather than resisted.When enveloped in that divine light, they thought: “We have finally been chosen. We who worship the giant will be spared and protected.”Wrapped in a blinding light that obscures everything around them, the scenery changes in an instant. They find themselves in a vast, dim space.In the distance, sunlight pours through gaps in clouds, and viewed from the darkness, the scene feels strangely mystical.Cutting through that mystical view, something enormous suddenly emerges from beyond the light.In stark contrast to the mystical scene, it is a colossal foot clad in a filthy sock.Could this be…? they think. They believe they are chosen, to be spared and protected.In vain of their hopes, the massive sock-clad foot pries open the entrance of the loafer and forces its way inside with a roaring, writhing motion.The sky above the city is instantly covered by a dirty sock.The sock, its toes moving in the sky above, looks just like a giant monster.Faced with the sock-like giant monster reigning overhead, they finally realize their mistake, and within the enclosed, dim interior of the loafer, they desperately beg the massive sock for forgiveness, their fear driving them to frantically search for a way to survive.Even that fear is being exploited—and enjoyed—by the god of destruction who owns the sock, though they have no way of knowing it…(Oh… they seem scared… Not bad at all. This way, I can crush the target area all at once—how convenient.)Sharpening her senses, Risty observes the emotional levels of the humans inside the shoe.Simply lowering her massive foot within the loafer to cover the city seemed enough to complete the task with ease.The human military outside the loafer attempts to interfere, trying to rescue those trapped inside, but it is insignificant—hardly worth her attention.(I might be getting a little excited… I never cared about human emotions before, so I never bothered observing them, but this could be entertaining.)Within her—who is specialized in destruction—a new form of enjoyment was beginning to emerge: sensing people's emotions and crushing their dignity along with them.As a finishing touch, Risty slowly lowers the toes she had raised within the shoe.The humans inside are crushed along with the city itself.The fear she observes at the very moment of being ground down reaches its peak value."That should do it, I suppose."Having completed her task, Risty taps the massive loafer against the Earth's surface—thump, thump—to readjust it after it shifted due to the “garbage” inside.Inside the shoe, humans and fragments of buildings that had been spared by being caught between folds and gaps of the sock are violently hurled toward the toes by the sudden downward motion of the foot; some are pressed and stuck against the underside of her massive foot, while others are crushed together at the toes… meeting miserable ends…Those who had held faith in the colossal Risty meet the same fate.They could never have imagined being treated in such a miserable way…"Well, a few samples should survive."The god of destruction Risty has no interest in the thoughts of those insignificant beings being trampled inside the damp shoe.Holding only a faint expectation for the vitality of the countless pitiful humans likely remaining inside the shoe, she finishes her task and departs from the city.....