Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

Edward lightly waved his right hand, and the silver vines coiled around Orion disintegrated into ash.

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This feat demonstrated Edward's command of magic—an expertise that could only be described as unparalleled.

With the vines gone, Orion's body collapsed.

Edward reached out and caught Orion.

"I need to get bigger if I'm going to carry a Giant that size!"

Leonidas heard this and immediately enlarged his own body.

Edward placed Orion on Leonidas's back and carefully examined Orion's condition.

"It's a curse."

"Under normal circumstances, Hulk wouldn't have been felled by this kind of curse."

"But it must have been infused with divine power at the moment Hulk was critically injured, which intensified its effect."

"Hulk is now trapped in his own sea of consciousness. If we'd arrived any later, he'd be lost forever."

"At that point, all we'd see is a puppet—and that might very well spell disaster for the Valkorath Realm."

Seeing Orion, Deputy Commander Edward finally let out a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he gained a new appreciation for Commander Thresh's abilities.

Edward remained silent and took out the pair of radiant knife-lights Thresh had given him.

The shimmering blades appeared and immediately drilled into Orion's eyes.

The eyes are the windows to the mind, the lanterns by which we observe the outside world.

To save Orion, one has to delve deep into his inner self, down into his subconscious.

The subconscious is a mysterious place, even for a god.

Here, what Orion sees, hears, and thinks are all reflections of his truest thoughts.

In this world, Orion never really died.

But he didn't know if he was dying now.

According to the information his sister Clymene once let slip, when Giants die, they appear in some strange space beneath a dazzling sun.

"Where am I?"

"Have I died in battle?"

Orion always assumed death would be darkness, so his subconscious was nothing but emptiness.

An endless darkness, an eternal void devoid of everything—no sound, no light, no breath.

Time didn't seem to exist here either, or at least Orion couldn't sense its passage.

The intense silence and utter stillness gradually filled Orion with helplessness and fear.

He tried to get through this nightmare using sleep, hope, dreams—anything at all.

But the present moment was an endless stretch of pure chaos.

There was no end to this world; darkness was its only constant.

In his muddled state, Orion occasionally saw some familiar faces.

"Dad..."

"Mom..."

"Sis..."

…

Outside, Leonidas turned his head to look at Orion, then glanced back at Edward and Alexander.

"Hey, so...why hasn't Hulk woken up yet?"

Deputy Commander Edward shook his head and signaled for them to keep waiting.

"You were told to carry him, so just carry him. Is he really that heavy? Are you tired?"

Alexander cast a sidelong glance at Leonidas and chided him.

In truth, Alexander was also worried that Orion hadn't woken up yet.

He just wasn't the type to voice it outright.

"I'm not tired, just concerned."

"Hulk's potential is incredible, and he grows so fast. Even before we invested much in him, he was already giving back to us."

"We finally found someone who shares our temperament. It would be a real shame if he died just like this."

"…"

Leonidas kept muttering to himself—whether it was meant for Alexander to hear or for himself, even he wasn't quite sure.

"With Arthas in a deep slumber and Hulk still unconscious, this turned out to be a massive loss for us!"

Saying this, Leonidas looked up at Deputy Commander Edward.

"Deputy Commander, letting those three slime molds broodmothers go like that—wasn't that a huge loss?"

Alexander was also curious about Leonidas's question and glanced at Deputy Commander Edward.

Members of the Champions Alliance aren't exactly saints. Slime molds broodmother was a prime prize—everyone wanted a share.

Edward pondered for a moment, recalling that Leonidas and Alexander had already passed their trial. The rest no longer involved them.

He organized his thoughts and began to explain.

"It's not a loss. We've accomplished all our planned objectives."

"Once Arthas wakes up, he'll most likely be at demigod level!"

Shock.

Complete bewilderment.

"Holy fuck!"

Leonidas finally managed a response after a prolonged stunned silence.

"Deputy Commander, you're not messing with me?"

"That sounds ridiculous!"

Leonidas stared at Edward, eyes wide as saucers.

"That's what Commander Thresh said. Are you doubting his judgment?"

To Leonidas, Commander Thresh was practically a god. If Commander Thresh said it, there wasn't much to dispute.

"Deputy Commander, hit me hard enough to knock me into a coma, too!"

"When I wake up, I'll be a demigod!"

Leonidas puffed out his chest and straightened his tail, as if prepared for heroic sacrifice.

Deputy Commander Edward shook his head with a wry smile, ignoring Leonidas's joke.

Alexander, on the other hand, frowned and fell silent, deep in thought.

Edward stopped talking. Some truths wouldn't help if revealed too soon; they'd only lead to twists and complications.

Arthas becoming demigod-level had many contributing factors.

Reflecting on the word "demigod" brought Edward back to memories of his own past.

"Gotta say, Hulk's heavier than he looks. Are all Giants this massive?"

It was unclear how long had passed—perhaps Leonidas's back was sore by then—when he finally voiced his complaint.

"Orion isn't your average Giant. He's got Titan blood in his veins, and thanks to that massive explosion earlier, plus the infusion of divine power, and then the nutrition absorbed from the slime molds layer by those strange flowers, his body's strength is on par with an Arch Lord now."

"Before, he could barely hold his own against a arch lord. After this, he'll be able to fight one head-on."

"In a way, this is a good thing for him!"

Deputy Commander Edward wasn't joking. Orion received more than a single benefit from that divine power renewal and nutrient surge.

First, his body's toughness received a massive boost.

Second, if Orion wakes, he'll not only regain the half of his life energy he lost; he'll actually exceed his previous level.

...

Back in his subconscious.

The hidden domain.

Orion recalled all he'd experienced since coming to this world: his parents' love when he was young, hunting alone in the wild, bravely exploring abyssal caves, marrying Lilith, facing dark creatures, advancing to Alpha-level…all the way through descending upon the Valkorath Realm and battling the broodmother counterpart.

"Not bad, quite exciting."

That was Orion's reflection on his own life—definitely more thrilling than his old life on Earth.

"Maybe this is enough."

The truth was, after being trapped in his own subconscious and enduring inexhaustible darkness and infinite loneliness, Orion's spirit had shifted from resolute to ready to give up.

Yes, give up.

"I've had enough of this unending torment."

"Dying an epic death and returning to the Titan god's embrace might be better."

Orion closed his eyes, prepared to vanish here. No matter what might happen, he no longer wished to wake.

He was just so tired.

Crackle!

But, unfortunately for him, things didn't go as planned.

Just when Orion chose to surrender, two towering figures appeared like twin suns, scattering every last shadow.

"Dad!"

"Mom!"

"Is that really you?"