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.

Arthas: It's exactly what you're thinking. In some worlds, the existence of Survivors is an open secret. In others, we're actively hunted by everyone.


Arthas: Think about it. The rise of a Survivor is almost always fueled by slaughter and war. That means threatening the status, resources, and territory of the established powers. Not everyone is as lucky as you, to rise so quickly and successfully.


Arthas's words were heavy, as if dredging up bad memories.


Arthas: And it's not just Survivors who have it rough. None of the Awakened do.


After a long pause, another message came through. Orion was about to ask for more details when Arthas sent something that blindsided him completely.


Orion: The spider broodmother on the Dawn Continent in the Emerald Dream Realm. The Deputy Commander's slave.


Arthas: She's dead. The Deputy Commander ripped her soul right out of her body.


Chapter 1013 - It’s just the starting gate