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.

Deep within a fracture of the Westreach Trench.


Orion's voice cut through the crushing darkness, bringing a grim satisfaction to both Leonidas and Kraken.


"Makareth has awakened. I'm sending him down with the undead legion."


The news was welcome. They had just gained another heavy hitter—a tireless workhorse to shoulder the burden.


"Now the invasion force on the surface has a real warmonger to lead the charge."


Invasion. Warmonger. When Leonidas used these words, they weren't insults; they were accolades. He was a creature who saw no need to whitewash his nature or the grim reality of their crusade. As he often put it: We invade because we need to. We're short on resources, short on land. We take what we need. If you don't like it, what are you going to do about it?


Chapter 1454 - Warmonger's Arrival