On the boundless Wilderness, a mutation is silently brewing.
Only the dull and slow vibrations could be heard, coming from afar, like a mountain breathing, or a slumbering giant awakening from its dreams.
"—Boom."
A giant ten stories tall.
Crimson muscles pulsated ominously like burning lava, with thick, twisted veins intertwining like wild vines clinging all over him.
His head hung low, beast-like, bending so unnaturally at the neck and back.
A series of bony protrusions extended from his back toward the sky, heavy and menacing like the tusks of a mammoth.
With each of his breaths, the bone spurs on his back trembled slightly, flapping a destructive aura like spread wings!
He wore no armor and needed none; his bare crimson fists, hewn like mountain rocks, were stained with dark blood.
A mere swing of those fists could level a mountain!
Even more terrifying, his skin constantly ruptured under the strain of bulging muscles and veins, dropping out tiny lives—
