RUMBLE
From the depths of the land of Samarkha, giants began jumping off the far east coast facing the Great Void Ocean in the darkness of night. Each step they took shook the world, sending tremors across their land. Their bodies were titanic, making the splashes of water from their plunges off the cliffs of Samarkha resemble tsunamis.
"Head forth, my brethren."
A masculine voice from the depths of the continent emerged.
A giant covered with the pelts of his prey sat upon a throne crafted from rock. In his hand was a spear made from invintium, his solemn weapon. His hair was long and braided, while his skin was a deep black.
From a titanic distance away, he saw giants deploying into the Great Void Ocean in the dark chill of night at his command.
"Head forth and gather the negatron matter that lies at the depth of the ocean," he commanded with a gallant tone. "Consume them and master this power for yourselves!"
RUMBLE
