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.

The perfect moment to attack would be when Faraday began casting again, when the flow of magic was undeniable. Only then could Orion be certain that the being in the Mage Tower was the one wielding the Desert's Authority, and that this was likely its true form.


So Orion waited, a predator perfectly still outside a mouse hole. Calm. Patient.


In the Mage Tower, a smile touched Faraday's lips.


He could see it all through his connection to the sands. The phoenix Fenyra was tied up with the Sandstorm Monstrosity, and the scorpions were being wiped out, wave after wave.


"Let the storm rage," he whispered, raising his staff again. He would summon a colossal sandstorm to bury the last of the pesky insects. The storm would also empower his Monstrosity, tipping the scales decisively.


"Spirits of the shifting wastes, hear the call of the Desert's Authority! By my title as Lord of the Sea of Sand, I command you—"


Chapter 1193 - Guardian of the Authority