Reborn as an insect, eventually reincarnated as Galactus

I moved consciousness into my body and slowly descended to the ground. Step on the snow. Crunch. I picked up the piece in my hand. Smell it. Put it on my ear and squeeze it. Put it in my mouth.

The water didn't taste good, the snow tasted exactly like water, nothing but water. It's a pleasant taste. I am happy. I can taste it, can I? I hear, um? I can smell it too?

The sound of the snow creaking under my feet is amazing. The wind was refreshing.

My gripper tentacles stretched behind me, attaching to me like some kind of tail

, and I climbed the steps of the temple and slipped through the gates, finally feeling its grandeur. The same is true internally. People's statues are no longer the size I used to be, they are now huge, awe-inspiring things. The same goes for the columns, the ceiling, and everything in between. But I didn't have time to waste!I

quickly picked up my pace, ran through the door under the stairs, through the hallway, into the excavation site, and further into the cave system.

I've been here and know the trail by heart, but even so, I'm a little nervous.

What if he's scared again? What if he doesn't like me? What if he says something strange that I don't understand? What if he runs somewhere and gets hurt? What if he's- what

? Ah, the corner! Warm light. Plant.

I sneaked up on it and peeked at my head around the corner.

Phew—he's coming! Wow, he's taken off his spacesuit! That's... Strange clothes? I mean -- oddly enough, that's not what I expected. Looks...... He wears high leather boots, riding trousers, a double-breasted tunic tunic ... It's all military olive green. He also has some kind of coat of arms. It's just that ——, doesn't look very high-tech? In a way, it reminds me of some nasty characters. He...... Well, he bent over and looked at something on the floor.

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think he might be looking for something?

His face turned to me as I stepped onto the soft grass. Uncertainty blurred the sharp dark circles under his eyes, and I hesitated to get closer, and then, before I could speak, he spoke.

"Ah, are you a local?" His voice was a little hoarse, but it contained an authoritative tone like a commander.

Ahh

"Do you know the basics? Or do you need me to try other ways of communicating?" I didn't realize something disturbing until now. Look, yes, I've finished years of education and I know three languages, but even so....

My English has never been very good. Damn it. Why can't people speak Chinese like ordinary people? I went to China a few years ago!"

Eurghh yies shu-" I said, slurring every word, and finally managed to pierce my tongue with one of my too-sharp teeth, ending the sentence. Of course, it heals in an instant, but the embarrassment lingers. He seemed angry. Oh, my God. I hope I didn't ruin my first encounter with humanity. "Uh-, Herm-,, you-, yes, I speak English. Not good. I'm sorry. The

man's face wrinkled, as if he had tasted sour grapes. "Phew. Filthy natives. I think you have to—" He pointed to the grass with his gloved fingers, and I followed his line of sight. "Please find my cipher canter now. "

What's yours?" he

rolled his eyes, carefully taking out a small silver cylinder like a pen from his small pocket on his chest. "One of them. I've lost another piece. It has to be found. His gaze sharpened. "And, when you mention me in the future, you will call me sir, and you can only call me sir. The only possible exception to this rule is "Commander Tiffin". I

looked at him for a moment, my eyes moving back and forth between his face, the silver cylinder in his hand, and the grass. "Well, yes, sir!"

I approached him, and as soon as I got closer, I realized that I might have made a mistake. Look, I'm modeling this little body to the size I've determined for him. After my smallest tentacles.

I may have made a mistake. I barely reached his chest.

All things considered, I'm only the size of a nine-year-old. guy.

- But it doesn't matter! I just got a mission and I'm going to complete it! Hehe, I bet if I help him find his important items, we'll be friends, hehe. I knelt down and began to fumble on the grass. As I did so, Tiffin began to speak again, in a more tentative, curious tone.

"Did you bring me here, local?" He asked, his arms behind his back, his spine as straight as a push.

"Yes sir! Your air is bad. I fumbled inwardly, "Happiness? No, not that—"

he wrinkled his nose. "Do I need to be happy? I'll tell you, natives, I'm not happy with this development, not at all. My spaceship crashed on this planet. Where is this?"

It didn't crash, no, sir, I found you in space. I wish my English was better. How did I get a C in this God-forsaken language? I'm lucky that I have Google Translate.

"Also, sir, my name is Mott Tilling. This planet is Ilsa. I don't know where this planet is. It is located in the asteroid belt. Stay away from the earth. Are you earthling, sir?"

he stood in front of me in a circle, allowing me to clearly see his shiny black boots. I can almost see my own face!" I am not familiar with either name, but I will not doubt your words, the native Moso. Now, forgive my ignorance, what do you mean the ship didn't crash?"

I looked up to meet his gaze. His eyes are blue. "Don't you remember, sir, I found you in space. I saved you. Take you to this planet.

Somehow, he didn't seem to believe me. If anything, judging by his facial expressions, he seemed more skeptical of every word I spoke. "Moso natives, do you have any organization?"

I might say "Earth", but since he (sadly) doesn't know what Earth is, I think I'll just say..."I don't understand." Also, please call me Mott. It's easier to dot on the tongue. "

Good, native Mott. No matter what faction you belong to, as long as you don't oppose the Empire, I will see you as a temporary ally. "

Ah——, ally??,

a big smile bloomed on my face. "Glad sir!"

he saw my face and took a step back, I could only imagine it was because of my teeth. Because they're strong enough to bite through rocks, he'll be a little scary. “... Good. Now, once you've found my canter, I'll need to use your ship's communication link for help. I need to report that this mission has failed. In turn, as my savior, you will be richly rewarded, the native Mott.

I smiled again, my face flushed. "Oh, no, sir, it's mine...", and then I remembered a certain detail. "Ah, I'm sorry, sir, I don't have a ship.

Tiffin was stunned for a moment. "Don't you have a spaceship?" I

shook my head meekly and turned back to the grass. "No, sir.

"You saved my life in space and took me to a planet without using a starship? "

For a moment, I kept my tongue. Mainly because I had nothing to say, but also partly because I thought I might have found something! It was small and sleek, and a little cold to the touch, and I think I might have just found it!, however, what I didn't see was how Tinfin circled me, his vigilance getting deeper and deeper, until he finally saw my tail and saw how it stretched out of my body a few meters away and slipped into the dark cave system, where a dozen sparkling eyes caught the light.

I also didn't see how strong his spirit was, his eyes became cold, and he accepted his fate. Decided revenge.

"Sir, I think I've probably found it!" I straightened my upper body and turned my torso to face Tiffin, and in an instant I was face to face with the muzzle of some kind of firearm. "To Mr. ——,——? "

Poof!"

The upper consciousness in my body instantly evaporated, and it felt like a pure flame tore through my face, destroying my core and eyes. I dropped the cylinder in surprise. The torn skull fell, slamming lightly against my straight-cut chest, a faint pain that spread through my body like lightning. Faintly, in the white noise coming from my disconnected ears, I think I could hear Tiffin shouting for revenge for his dead comrades.

I can't understand it. Really desperate, I let go of the tentacles and hid my mouth and eyes in front of my chest. They opened like the mouth of a Venus flytrap, and I could clearly see Tiffin's face, his mouth half-open, as if torn between determination and fear.

I raised my arms, grabbed my neck, and tore my head off. Tiffin's eyes widened and his jaw closed. I opened my chest. He staggered back a few steps. I feed myself with my own mind. His chest began to rise and fall faster and faster. I chew. His hands, still on the trigger, began to tremble. Once I felt my neck start to regenerate, I let my tentacles hide my lower core again. Once my head is fully regenerated, it will only take a few seconds at most....

"—that's rude, sir!" I pouted. "Why, if I were some other animal, I would die!" "

What——, what are you?......" he said in a voice slightly louder than a whisper.