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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.

Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

A few days later, Stoneheart City welcomed a group of visitors. Orion showed little enthusiasm for their arrival.

"Looking to form an alliance? Then go back where you came from!"

"Given your status and standing, you're not qualified to discuss such things with me."

"Have Lycanor of the Blood Elf race or one of the Arch Elders come and talk to me personally."

Within the palace stood five Blood Elves. Two were Alpha-level and three were hero-level. Orion's voice resonated from atop the throne, exerting tremendous pressure on them.

The moment the leading Blood Elf brought up the subject of forming an alliance, Orion made his stance clear.

"Leave now, before I have the urge to kill you."

Blood Elf Faelyn glanced at the colossal figure on the throne. The terrifying sense of pressure bearing down on him made it nearly impossible to breathe. He wanted to say something, but that overwhelming aura forced him into silence.

I need your tribe to prove their loyalty with action