Hulk was a pro football player, a guy who loved nothing more than clutching a pigskin and barreling through the defense like a runaway freight train. He lived for the gridiron.

But he never, in his wildest dreams, imagined he'd see a pair of nipples bigger than a football. 

He became a giant baby, reborn with a new name: Orion.

Orion was the runt of the giant litter, the weakest of the bunch.

But when he turned ten, something crazy happened. He saw a strange panel – that not only displayed his stats but also helped him level up. 

With the panel's help, and a whole lot of elbow grease, Orion led his giant tribe to become the most powerful in the Barren Mountains. 

He went from zero to hero, becoming a mighty Titan King. He was no longer the runt; he was the top dog.

In the dreamscape, the slaughter continued.


Led by Godfrey, the wounded members of the mercenary company—the Giant Brundar, the Dwarf Stoutgut, and the Gnoll Bloodear—barricaded the heavy doors to the underground vault, holding back the grotesque, unseen monsters.


"Can someone tell me what the hell is happening?" Brundar gasped, his back braced against the thick doors. He drove his massive spiked club into the stone above the frame, his voice hoarse. "Did The Bastion Wall fall on the coasts? Are Demons from the other continents invading? Or is this the swarm?"


"Commander, do you know what's going on?" Bloodear asked. "Aren't we in Stoneheart City? Why is it nothing but darkness and monsters outside?" The Gnoll flared his nostrils, desperately trying to catch a familiar scent in the air. He slumped in defeat; he could smell nothing but the blood and sweat of the men beside him.


Chapter 1682 - Dawn in the Dreamscape