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I was just thinking about this as I was in it and thought since a majority of humans haven’t prob washed themselves with another adult human, is a correct way that no one knows or is it random for everyone?

I can’t believe you all let your guard down like that

I just got back into Minecraft and I’m looking for a Java smp that’s relatively small, and mostly vanilla and not 18+, anyone know any good servers for this?

I thought of this a while back and I haven’t seen anyone think of it, but I was going back through a couple old indie games and it makes sense cus there’s no windows, and seemingly infinite building and no exit out of it? Idk maybe Henry noclipped when he was walking into the building :/

I’m not a big Batman fan, or DC fan in general, but like I know in one movie he was at like an event as Batman, and some probobly know about him, but asides from the villains do you think since he wears black and normally attacks at night no one has really seen him in the “wild”?🤔(again I’m not a Batman fan but I just thought of this, so maybe it’s a stupid question to Batman fans idk)

So everyone knows walnuts? But are there floornuts and roofnuts?

HEY REDDIT!!!!! I made a custom Godzilla story and idk where to post it, and I also asked AI to make it grammatically correct, but the entire story was created by me and not ai, I used a bunch of small figures irl to enact the story and then copied down(yes a mature asl man playing with Godzilla toys), hope u enjoy :D (if I get to making a sequel, which I really wanna do, it will include Gjidorah and other custom AU kaiju)

Before I begin, I want to give a quick warning that this story touches on some heavy topics, including World War II and the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
Also, if you don’t understand by the end of the story, Godzilla’s name in this version is **Kamuma**, and the reason why will be explained.
With that out of the way, our story begins.

**GODZILLA: THE DEVIL AS STRONG AS GOD**
**August 6, 1945 — Hiroshima, Japan**
A group of Japanese scientists are working at a nuclear power plant when suddenly, an error occurs. Sirens begin blaring, and panic spreads throughout the facility.
After a long sub-war of the Second World War between Japan and the United States, the United States puts the final nail in the coffin and drops an atomic bomb only a few city blocks away from the power plant.
As everyone evacuates, one man stays behind. Why? Nobody knows. But he remains longer than he should have.
Eventually, he begins running toward the coast. At the shoreline, masses of boats are fleeing the area. He doesn’t make it in time.
Forced into the water, he struggles to stay afloat as the sirens grow louder and his breathing becomes sharper. Suddenly, he slips into a riptide.
Then he feels something.
Its skin is wet and slimy—not scaly like a fish, but not leathery like a mammal either. The creature is only about the size of his head when it pounces on him.
He gets one good look at it.
The animal is grotesque: red and black, eyeless, and covered in a slick, slimy texture.
He desperately tries to pull it off of himself when he hears something behind him.
A devastating **BOOM.**
His back, facing the city, begins to heat up. It feels like a sunburn, but only for a split second. The heat spreads across his entire body.
He watches his skin turn red and peel away at an impossible speed. His eyes see it happening, but his brain cannot react quickly enough.
Even though he doesn’t realize it, his atoms are splitting.
So are the creature’s.
The radiation melts them together, and the surrounding seawater rapidly cools the mixture.
As they are dragged farther from shore and into the deep ocean, their bodies fuse into one.
Their flesh melts together.
Their atoms combine.
And the radiation begins doing something else.
It starts making the new body grow.
**One Day Later**

The creature awakens.
It does not possess the mind of the man. Its instincts belong to the creature.
However, it possesses the intelligence of the man.
It does not know what it is.
But it knows one thing:
**Destroy.**
The creature is enormous—approximately 150 meters tall and 50 meters wide.
It rises from where it had been resting on the ocean floor.
As it stands, its body erupts from the water. Looking around, it finds itself nearly a kilometer from shore.
But it is no longer near Hiroshima.
Somehow, it has been carried into the East China Sea and now faces the city of Nagasaki, Japan.
The perfect hunting ground for a creature of its size.
It begins walking toward land.
The city notices.
Soon, news outlets begin documenting the monster.
Its appearance is terrifying.
Its back is lined with massive, bone-like blood-red spikes that protrude from huge pores along its spine. These spikes continue down its tail, which ends in a split-tipped spike.
But the most frightening feature is its head.
It has a long snout, a thick cylindrical neck, and two large horns that curve backward from its skull, sharing the same blood-red color as its dorsal spikes.
The media quickly gives the creature a name:
**Kamuma.**
The name comes from the phrase:
*“Kami no yō ni tsuyoi akuma”* — “A demon as strong as a god.”
The name is inspired by its hellish appearance and unimaginable strength.

Kamuma eventually reaches the harbor of Nagasaki and begins destroying everything in its path.
The military is finally deployed.
Their mission is simple:
Destroy Kamuma.
But nothing works.
Bombs.
Missiles.
Machine guns.
None of it affects the creature.
Kamuma is a beast.
Yet its greatest weapon is not its strength.
It is its intelligence.
It carefully plans where it attacks, striking with such precision that every military effort fails.
Then Kamuma reveals another ability.
It suddenly stops moving.
The military continues firing, but the monster stands perfectly still.
Its body arches forward as if it is about to vomit.
Its jaws open unnaturally wide.
Then the spike at the very end of its tail begins glowing.
A pulse of energy travels through it.
Moments later, the next spike begins pulsing.
Then the next.
And the next.
The chain reaction continues up its tail, across its back, and toward its neck.
Finally, the spike nearest its head pulses.
And then—
A massive beam erupts from Kamuma’s mouth.
A devastating atomic laser.
Kamuma sweeps its head from side to side as the beam cuts through the city with increasing precision.
Buildings are vaporized.
Ships are destroyed.
Entire sections of the city disappear.
The destruction is catastrophic.
But the attack does not end there.
Wherever the beam strikes, a strange glowing liquid remains.
The liquid shines brighter and brighter until—
**BOOM.**
Another explosion.
A mushroom cloud rises into the sky.
Its power rivals the atomic bomb dropped only days earlier.
The blast shakes the entire island of Japan.

When the smoke finally clears weeks later, government investigators enter the blast zone.
What they discover is impossible.
Kamuma is gone.
No body.
No bones.
No remains of any kind.
Only the destruction it left behind.
The military concludes that Kamuma must have been destroyed by the explosion.
But that explanation makes no sense.
Kamuma had already survived bombs before without injury.
An explosion of this scale might have knocked it down.
It should not have completely erased a creature that large without leaving a single trace behind.
Yet despite countless searches, Kamuma is never found.
And just as suddenly as it began, Kamuma’s two-day reign of terror comes to an end.