Mothra PoV:

-Did I say something funny? - I couldn't understand him now.

-Yes, you said something very funny.

-Enlighten me, please.- He turned his massive body towards me, he was looking straight into my face.

-Listen, to me my little lady. Why should I transform into a human? Why should I abandon my true form?

-Because it is a proof, that you mastered control of your power.

-Proof? - He started to laugh again.- To who? Who will say that this is amazing?

-Others?- I asked.

-Others? Others mean nothing to me. Prideless beings that abandon their pride are nothing to me. If you think that transforming into a human is a great achievement then you can leave. Because if you do not have a pride it means you do not have morals, it means that you do not have honor.

-But at this form, your weaknesses are easy to spot. If you transform into a human you will be able to hide them.

-Then let it be if I would let myself be hurt because of one of my weaknesses it would mean that I was just too weak. And even if I would die I believe that I would not regret it because I would not have any excuse.

-Do not say that. What if that really happens! - Shit, I spat this out without thinking. But he just mysteriously laughed.

-Go and take a bath, and try to think about what I said. It is up to you what you will do, I said what I am thinking and I will not take it back. - And he just walked away. In silence, I was staring at him.

The bath was very pleasant, water was cold and refreshing. I did not dare to transform so I remained in my big body.I was thinking a lot about what he said. I could see his back from afar. I remember when I was trying to achieve that. That small, delicate body that would allow me to walk between mortals, but was that really it? Was that truly worth it forcefully change myself to fit into someone's society? Human life is usually very short, even that cultivators can live only for a few thousand of years. Sometimes they attacked me on the spot sometimes they talked to me first. But they always tried to make me change myself. Sometimes with force, sometimes they were delicate. Then finally I change myself to their liking, and I became the goddess, but then they only loved me when I was transformed. In my original form, I was just a beast to kill and change into a material for a dress, pill.

I was thinking for many hours then it struck me like a thunder. I allowed myself to be influenced by their thoughts, I lost my will, I lost my pride, I lost my honor. I wanted to please them, I wanted to be too good, so I forgot about my past, about my history. It was them who made me weak, their culture influenced me so much that I became vulnerable. I just forgot who I really am. I AM MOTHRA I WAS HERE TO PROTECTED NOT TO BE MANIPULATED AND USED BY THEM!

Do you remember now who you really are?

Yes, I am beast that was sent to guard innocent souls against the menace and evil of this world.

Good, now go my child. Spread love&peace. Go he is waiting for you he just doesn't know it. Yet. Oh, you better not tell him that you know me. Farewell.