The footsteps that were left behind in the wake of her lazy saunter into the seas stretched for hundreds of kilometers in every direction. Massive imprints left behind where her colossal toes had etched into the earth, burrowed leagues deeper than any man made machine could ever hope to dig.

Once Jisoo reached the ocean she could relax somewhat. No longer were there millions of people she had to avoid with each cataclysmic footfall. Instead her infinitely long legs were a twin pair of chiseled, toned ivory that passed through the clouds. Occasionally she would notice a tremendous cargo ship or tanker than required a thought to protect. 

Don’t let yourself enjoy this too much. It could be dangerous. Jisoo thought as she tried to focus on the task at hand. Demonstrate a taste of her might to the Amrita Corporation and her family, remove any chance for them to shrink the world, and wipe the memories of humanity so they would forget this day ever happened. 

Still, it was hard not to think about the fact that this was her ultimate fantasy made reality. It was a part of her darker nature that she enjoyed to dominate others and enforce her will as she saw fit. To watch her feet cast shadows upon countries and cities alike as if she was some harbinger from another world and this planet her personal playground made her womanhood tingle in anticipation. 

If I wanted it… This world could be mine. Nobody could stop me. Jisoo thought and gazed upon the planet she had sworn to protect with her infinite powers. As soon as the thought struck her, she quashed it immediately and redoubled her efforts to get this over with quickly. 

Her pace quickened and the earth heaved beneath her boundless size. 

She knew that what she was demonstrating was an example of power and strength, but it took real power to resist the urge to abuse it. The kind of power that one was not born with, rather a strength that had to be honed through relentless practice until it became second nature. First and foremost she was a person, not a god. 

And this was just business to stop the Amrita Corporation from dooming the world. No, it was her responsibility to see to it that humanity would be safe. After all she had done it was the least she could do. 

But what happens next? Jisoo thought as she swung her leg over a small envoy of ships en route to the South American coastline. Fat drops of salt water than clung to her feet plummeted below and threatened to capsize the vessels, but she caught the mistake in time and promptly settled the seas to a less volatile state. 

The sailors stared up at her legs as they cut through the oceans. Even at the deepest section she had walked through, the waterline of the sea itself did not quite reach Jisoo’s ankles. In her present state, the depths of the ocean were no deeper than a shallow puddle from the rain. 

Just a few steps away was the coast of the United States. When last she was there, it had been during her departure from Norwich. Now she returned like a monster from the sea to step onto the majestic beaches. She was not exactly sure which of the fifty states this was, but it did not really matter. Everything looked the same from this size. 

In this country, the treatment of specks is particularly gruesome. Getting rid of the Amrita Corporation and stopping their plans… That won’t help the specks at all. Jisoo considered as she contemplated how best to approach the situation. 

Currently, she possessed the power to change anything she desired. Jisoo could have easily marched to any capital city on the planet and with a simple glare commanded them to do whatever she wished. Or with some arcane influence, bend their will to her own and fulfill the intention her past life had so desperately chased.

She sighed despairingly as she realized this was terribly familiar to her. 

I see now… Daiyu went through this as well. Or, I guess I did in my past life to be more precise. She had all of this power as well but was unsure of how best to use it. Just as I am now, Daiyu was faced with the option of either enthralling humanity with magic to become better than it is now, or altering its course in the hopes it would somehow make things better than they were before. Jisoo realized as she reawakened her old memories. 

This was how it happened as well. The truth of the matter was not that the Amrita Corporation had shrunken the world with carefully placed chemical warfare as they proclaimed. Instead the truth was far more terrible than that.

Daiyu Fang had weaved a spell upon the world to hex half of humanity, then erased their memories of the event as well so none would recall when she walked across the earth back then. Rather than simply command humans cease their ways, she had decided it would preserve the earth and possibly unite their kind if she shrank them. It was Baochai who had seen the opportunity to employ a similar magic to her own ends. 

Her sister still had not awakened the power inside of her. Suji could accomplish feats such as this just as easily as Jisoo, with a bit more time to hone in on her abilities and discover her true potential. After all, she had done it before in her past life.

As she had anticipated, a meager ‘defense’ had been summoned by the nation she intended to cross. Warships and destroyers scattered across the crystalline clear waters of the east coast. Thousands of them, and the largest among them was less than half the width of a single grain of dust to Jisoo. 

Likewise their attacks meant to ward her off had very little impact either. She could not really feel the explosions of pinpoint missile strikes slam into her shins. At a certain point the defenders must have realized it was futile and their current weapons could not even scratch the surface of her skin. 

The next logical step was the planet-threatening nuclear arsenals the country possessed. Jisoo could sense the indecision from her quarry; it was hardly an easy choice to push the button and launch weapons of mass destruction. Such a thing had not occurred in nearly two centuries. 

Somewhere she was sure the President was being escorted to the relative safety of the American interior. Every second she spent not strolling across the mainland, the longer this farce had to go on. No matter, she would find him sooner or later and discuss what kind of leader he would be for the remainder of his term. 

Then she would cross the ocean again and have a word with the rest of her family in their Singapore stronghold. 

The Amrita Corporation Headquarters in Tokyo was in quite a tizzy. 

Whereas the rest of the population seemed unperturbed by the unprecedented occurrence being broadcast across the planet due to the spell cast by the giantess to keep everybody more or less calm and continue about their daily lives as of nothing was amiss, the staff of the mega-corporation was not so fortunate.

They had been intentionally excluded from the calming effect, and Satsuki stepped into the front lobby to find a general state of emergency. Nobody seemed able to get in touch with Beijing, where the colossal woman had first appeared. Their ambassadors had attempted to contact the military and acquire some kind of update or assurance they would be protected if the titaness chose to cross the seas again, but given the circumstances nobody really had an answer.

By stark contrast, Satsuki crossed the lobby amidst the chaos very casually. She even stopped at a hand sanitizer station to disinfect her hands thoroughly after the automatic front entrance doors malfunctioned due to overuse. Some simians approached her once they recognized the high-ranking official, but with a gesture she dismissed them and concentrated on her objective. 

Any who were not too panicked by the situation might have noticed the normally professional, cold businesswoman typically dressed in a simple but elegant suit and matching black pants appeared far more relaxed today. Satsuki had long forsaken her glasses and left her midnight black hair untied. 

Her dress shirt was only partially buttoned, to reveal the silhouette of numerous traditional tattoos beneath her clothes that traced across her entire torso. As well as a ghostly iridescent green glow from her eyes. It was almost upon them, so there was no need to keep up appearances as she had for so long.

Two security officers who had obediently remained at their posts towards the entrance to the elevator noticed her approach from afar. “Our apologies, Satsuki-sama, however due to the current circumstances we cannot allow any person into the upper floors.” One man said apologetically and motioned for her to turn around. “I can assure you we will make sure your father is evacuated safely.”

“He’s precisely the reason why I’m here.” Satsuki replied in earnest, as her eyes glowed brightly. 

Immediately both men vanished before her eyes. She cast a glance down to see the two cretins on the floor scurrying about in utter confusion at what had just happened. They had mere moments to react before her enormous foot swung overhead to cast them both in shadow.

If either man had any last words, Satsuki did not care to hear them. She felt a satisfying crunch beneath her sole, but could not be bothered to look down and see if she had squished both or just one of the pathetic humans that had confronted her. After all she had far more important things to tend to. 

Delicately she pressed the button to summon an elevator, and patiently waited for it to arrive. Fortunately it was still operational and she would not have to either find a different one, or take the stairs all eighty floors to the top where her father was likely waiting. 

Rest assured, dearest omikami… We shall return you to the world soon enough. Your subjects will be freed from their shackles after so much anguish.

At first the quakes had not been so bad. Most people who lived in areas prone to seismic activity might not have even bothered to take cover or might simply go about their daily lives unperturbed.

Then they worsened until Ren felt as though the earth itself might split open. She gripped the steel rail of the subway exit so tightly the pole shattered in her grasp. A nearby nighttime commuter gave her a strange glance as he witnessed the shameless display of superhuman strength as the seemingly normal woman crushed solid metal like a soda can. 

To her surprise he simply gave her a curious look, then carried down further into the subway to catch a train. Ren swore he even muttered something about being late for a party.

What the fuck is going on?! She thought incredulously as she watched the stranger descend into the depths of the subway as if the world was not falling down around them. He joined the thousands of other people out and about using the New York subways to get around, even this late at night. 

Not a single person seemed even remotely bothered by the worst earthquake she had ever experienced. If anything they seemed to regard her as the freak for being frightened of the booming noises that were all encompassing. 

She assumed a tight grip around Maddie in her shirt pocket, who thankfully was also terrified. At least Ren knew she was not alone in that regard. “It’s like everybody is under a spell!” Ren muttered as she approached the top of the subway terminal to crest into moonlight once again. “Is this some kind of city-folk thing I’m not familiar with?”

“There’s no way this can be a normal thing, even in an eventful place like New York City…” Maddie replied in deep thought between quakes that threatened to knock Ren off her feet. 

And why is it that I’m the only person struggling to walk? The ground is shaking so much but nobody else seems to care. Ren realized and stole a quick glance down the stairs back at the other commuters that had just stepped off the subterranean train. 

None of them seemed to have an issue with the severe earthquake that only worsened by the second. That made no sense, an earthquake of this magnitude should have petrified the entire city. Now as if by magic they were all calm as if nothing was happening. 

Finally Ren reached the top of the stairs and found a nearby bench to lean on for support. Some people nearby gave her a strange look, and Ren quickly realized that the surface was no different. Skyscrapers shook and car alarms went off non-stop, but not a single person seemed to really notice or care. 

“Okay I’m fucking lost. What’s going on and why is it that people think I’m the crazy person for being freaked out by all of this?” Ren blathered and tried to regain her equilibrium. “If anything everybody looks more concerned that I’m talking to a speck…”

“Uh… R-Ren?” Her little friend said shakily. 

Ren frowned when she heard the genuine mixture of shock, fear and bewilderment from Maddie. Normally she was too many steps ahead to experience that sort of reaction but now she seemed truly alarmed. Ren mustered the strength to follow Maddie’s gaze above the skyline into the horizon at the distant skyscrapers in one of the world's most densely populated cities. 

At first she was also confused by what had Maddie so shaken, until Ren saw the particularly humongous skyscraper move across the night sky. Just as the colossal object came to a stop at a point beyond the horizon that Ren could not quite see, there was another earth-shattering boom which reverberated across the ground.

Ren squinted in disbelief and pinched herself to ensure this was not a strange fever dream of sorts. “T-That’s…” She paused and realized the absurdity of the situation. “A foot?”

“Hey! Get lost if you're not going to leave room for other people on a public bench.” A grumpy middle-aged man barked at Ren from right next to her. She blinked and looked at him in disbelief.

There’s a massive fucking foot just walking in the distance and all you care about is a place to sit?! Ren thought and simply began to walk down the street. She gazed across the skyline and watched the massive appendage raise above the clouds until it vanished. 

Seconds later it crashed down into the earth miles away from where it had been originally. Ren felt very faint and only barely managed to remain conscious. This had to be some kind of ridiculous dream. 

That’s a fucking person?! A giant? Ren realized once she recognized the quakes as simple footsteps and the foot was rather smooth, with country-sized toenails painted glossy teal. “It’s a person walking that is causing the earthquakes.” She muttered to Maddie, who nodded in stunned agreement. “But… That’s impossible!”

“…Is there any chance this has to do with your family? Giants are sort of your thing, right?” Maddie suggested quietly. “Could this be a part of Operation Deliverance?”

“N-Not that I’m aware of…” Ren retorted and continued to trek down the mostly empty sidewalk to follow the colossal feet as they casually eclipsed a distant state. 

Once she reached a certain point where her view was no longer obstructed by buildings, Ren could see a bit more clearly that the feet were indeed connected to a set of toned legs that stretched up into the atmosphere. She looked a little harder and could see a neatly trimmed womanhood well-past the cloud cover beneath a short skirt of some kind.

If the owner of the dress was not so mind bogglingly large and their perspective not from beneath her, the skirt might have covered her lady bits a better. “That’s… I recognize that kind of dress.” Ren murmured as she inspected the fabric pattern. “It’s a cheongsam.”

“A traditional Chinese dress… A gigantic woman who is literally half the size of the country…” Maddie murmured. “Y-Yeah, this has to be related to your family.” She insisted.

I mean… I guess by default it’s the only logical explanation, but I have never heard of a plan that involved something like this. Whoever that woman is, she’s probably so big her head is in space. Ren reasoned internally. But if we were capable of power like this before, why bother with Operation Deliverance? It’s not like this is something the world could possibly hope to fight.

It was then that they heard an all-encompassing rush of wind. The buildings shook again, and this time the commuters nearby actually took notice. Ren, Maddie, and numerous others looked up into the starlit sky to see the dark outlines of several military aircraft woosh by overhead. 

Moments later they reached their maximum speed and broke the sound barrier thousands of feet above the city en route to their target. A drunk young couple that were on their way to another bar stumbled to their feet and gazed up at the strange sight.

“W-Wonder what that’s all about…” A college aged boy said between frequent hiccups. Ren followed his gaze and noticed that although he seemed to register the fighter jets, he still seemed totally oblivious to the enormous woman they were clearly on their way to attack. 

And what is with everybody? Why don’t they seem to notice what’s going on? Ren thought and spun around. She peered through the window of a sports bar and noticed that one of the televisions was broadcasting coverage of the local news. “Maddie, stay hidden.” She murmured and pushed Maddie back deeper into her shirt pocket, then forced her way into the bar. 

Fortunately the bouncer was too distracted by a different altercation to card her, and she slipped in without being noticed. It was packed and Ren had to shimmy awkwardly through a few disgruntled crowds of sweaty bodies until she reached the edge of the bar. Before the bartender could saunter over to see what she needed, she managed to find a remote for one of the screens.

The news has to be covering this, right? Ren thought, and ignored the caterwauling from a table of sloppy drunks that had been watching whatever nonsense was on the screen before she flipped through the channels. 

“Hey! I was watching that!” Someone barked, to which Ren rolled her eyes as a burly gentleman with an unkept beard approached her. 

She merely glared at him once he was close and continued to flip through the channels. “Just give me a minute, asshole.” Ren shot back and decided to ignore him. “Or I’ll scream and say you groped me.” Her threat seemed to land home when he was in the process of reaching for her shoulder. 

With that she turned her full attention back to the screen. Most news channels at this time of night just covered politics and opinion pieces from journalists. Fortunately there was at least one broadcast that had what she wanted. 

An aerial view from a high altitude news helicopter somewhere in West Virginia. From the perspective of the helicopter the gigantic woman appeared monstrously large, and Ren was impressed the crew was willing to remain airborne with such a beast in sight. However she could also make out more features from the broadcast since the camera was pointed higher than the dark cloud cover.

Ren felt her heart jump into her chest. She stared dumbly at the woman’s face for a few seconds, unable to come to terms with it until she felt Maddie stir within her bosom. “T-There’s no way…” She murmured in disbelief, before she finally decided it was time to go. “W-What did she do?” Ren asked aloud, more to herself than anybody in particular. 

She set the remote for the screen back down and forced her way back through the bar until she was spat out at the exit. A crowd of people outside shouted obscenities at her once she bowled through their attempt at a group picture, and she only mumbled a halfhearted apology on her way into the alley between the sports bar and another building. 

Maddie realized they were no longer in a public place once the noise died down, and she managed to undo the clasp that kept the shirt pocket closed most of the time. “What did you find out?” She demanded as Ren propped herself up against a brick wall and resisted the urge to pass out. “Ren snap out of it! I need you to~!”

“It’s Aunt Jisoo.” Ren replied distantly, unable to believe her own words. “That titan walking towards the capitol is Aunt Jisoo.” 

Why won’t these damn people pick up the phone?! 

President Calvin Bauchmann was a proud man. He had to be, as the leader of the free world in an age where his countries’ old glory years had officially passed. It was a difficult task to unite the nation and balance the need to handle domestic affairs with a struggling economy while also tackling the relentless aggressive diplomacy employed by their counterparts across the oceans. 

Admittedly he was considered milquetoast by his peers, and that attribute acted as both his greatest strength and also a weakness. Really it depended on the day or media outlet to determine which one it was on that particular day. His greatest benefactors claimed his passive, soft touch was a breath of fresh air compared to previous bullish administrators. Other critics made a point to demonstrate that very little of note had actually occurred under the past four years he had been in office.

It didn't matter though. All Bauchmann had to do was remain in power for long enough to be relevant when the world shrank again. He had been chosen for this role by those mysterious supporters of his, who worked from the shadows to ensure his election. Of course Bauchmann had no delusions that those mystery supporters actually cared about him or his legacy, they simply needed a competent puppet they could control.

He could play that role perfectly, but only when he had a suitable amount of information about what he had to do. And at present, the President was at a complete loss for words. The Commander-in-Chief watched his top brass work to scramble their defenses on the eastern seaboard, but frankly he wondered what good it would do. 

That ‘woman’ is the size of a country… Is this some kind of Chinese superweapon? A declaration of war and show of strength? Bauchmann thought from the security of a top secret bunker close to capitol hill. His attaches were a constant series of nonsensical updates, theories, and orders. Although they were trained to handle any emergency, this was beyond comprehension.

“Do we have any update on casualties?!”

“Where the hell is the Air Force?! Why can we not get more fighters in the air?”

“New estimate puts the size of the subject at a height of eight-hundred seventy miles and possibly still growing…” One of the secretaries blathered. Over the past half hour as they watched the colossal entity cross the sea from Europe in mere minutes, the same man had called out increasing sizes as more estimates came out. 

By now he was so accustomed to receiving ever-increasing size estimates that it no longer startled the middle-aged analyst in the slightest to hear that the woman could have laid down in London by the Thames, and simultaneously wiggle her toes above the dusky skies of Rome. 

When she was still in Beijing, the analysts had made comparisons to buildings for purposes of scale. At first she was merely the size of several Eiffel Towers stacked atop one another, then she expanded the be about the size of a few ultra-large skyscrapers. Once they reached the point the giantess was measured in miles and cities became better measurements for her true stature, President Bauchmann had found a reasonably quiet place to sit down and merely listened to updates as they came in lest he suffer a panic attack like the Vice President had earlier.

His only attention was on the smartphone the public at large did not know about. It was his way to contact and receive clandestine orders from his mystery supporters. The ones who had promised him a lofty position when they shrank the world yet again. They were the only ones he knew capable of something like this.

Why won’t they answer? Bauchmann thought despairingly as he could feel the footsteps of the titan rattle the pitiful bunker he was hidden in. What good was a place like this to a behemoth larger than entire countries? If she so wished, the bunker, and the entire state would be crushed beneath her foot in one fell swoop. 

A man with a grim expression and lapel decorated with numerous military honors approached the stunned President. “Sir… Our initial missile strikes have had no effect on the target.” He admitted. “Heavy artillery and armament seems to be insufficient.”

“Are you suggesting…?”

“I see no other alternative. Our nuclear arsenal might be the only chance we have to prevent her from getting any closer. Her current trajectory seems to be for Capitol Hill.” The general replied and glanced over his shoulder at the panicked room. “We were very lucky that she has not… stepped… on any major cities or population dense areas yet. However we cannot know for sure if this is intentional or not, since I can only imagine the casualties are already in the millions across the globe.” He mentioned.

Bauchmann nodded slowly and thought about his last remark. He clenched his knuckles until they turned bone white. “Is… Is there a possibility we can negotiate with her?”

“Sir I don’t know if that’s~!”

“When she reached halfway across the Atlantic, we threw practically everything at her in an attempt to send her away from the coastline… It did nothing. I don’t even think she noticed it. Will weapons of mass destruction do anything other than endanger our own citizens at this point? Especially if we cannot confirm this monster can be harmed.” Bauchmann said gloomily and managed to find the strength to stand, even if it was on shaky legs. 

Maybe we could throw our nuclear armaments at her and hope for the best… But a nuclear weapon has not been ordered since President Truman. Bauchmann considered and looked at his own frail, wrinkled hands. I… I am not that person. I don’t have it in me to make that decision. This is why they put me in power, because they know I’m a weak and timid old man. 

The general straightened himself. “What are your orders, sir?” 

“...See if you can get her attention somehow. Get our best negotiators ready immediately. Initial observations say she came from Beijing, so have translators on standby.” Bauchmann commanded. “Let’s see what she has to say, if anything.”