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 Stoneheart Horde. The Ogre Province.


To Orion, the name "Ogre Province" was laughably generic—a lazy placeholder he'd come up with just to shut Aldous up.


When Aldous led his tribe to join the Stoneheart Horde, Orion had granted them a high degree of autonomy. But Aldous, never one to be satisfied with scraps, had demanded a new, official title for his territory to prove he was a core part of the Horde.


So, Orion gave him "The Ogre Province." It stuck.


In a sun-drenched valley carpeted with wildflowers, deep within this autonomous zone, Aldous sat leaning against a small hill.


One head was dozing off, drool pooling at the corner of its tusked mouth. The other head was wide awake, admiring the scenic beauty with a philosopher's gaze.


"That familiar stench," the awake head murmured. "War is coming."


As a seasoned Lord, Aldous possessed a sharp intuition for the shifting tides of the realm.


Chapter 1302 - The Ogre Lord and the Gathering Storm