Titan King: Ascension of the Giant Chapter 2: Newbie quest triggered

A decade had slipped away in the blink of an eye, and Orion had reached his tenth year.

By now, he had fully integrated into the rhythm of this alien world. Despite their intimidating stature, the members of the giant tribe possessed hearts of gold, and none more so than his own kin.

His father, a towering and majestic figure, served as the chieftain of the Blackstone Tribe. His mother was the embodiment of tenderness, always seeing to his comfort, while his sister, Clymene, had become his most trusted confidante.

The Blackstone Tribe made their home within the depths of the Black Forest, nestled in the heart of the Barren Mountains—a sprawling, enigmatic territory. This rugged land was a melting pot of diverse races and beasts, all locked in a perpetual dance of rivalry and survival.

During the summer months, the Black Forest flourished with life and greenery, but the arrival of winter transformed it into a frozen hellscape. Violent gales would shriek through the trees under heavy snowfall, and the dreaded dark beast tide would occasionally surge forth.

For those dwelling within the Barren Mountains, the winter season was a grueling test of endurance. Most tribes retreated into seclusion during these months, rarely daring to step outside.

The current season was midsummer, and sunlight pierced through the thick canopy, painting the forest floor with flickering patterns of light. Orion was perched upon a massive boulder, his eyes fixed on the distant, undulating peaks.

Suddenly, a familiar voice broke through his meditation.

"Hey there, little one, lost in your thoughts again?"

He glanced back to find Clymene walking toward him. Although she was fifteen years older than him, she had already earned a reputation as the most powerful giant in the tribe. She was a vision of strength, possessing lean, defined muscles and a shock of short red hair.

While the other giants viewed her as the pinnacle of feminine beauty and power, Orion couldn't help but feel his sister was a bit too 'brawny' for his tastes.

Despite being reborn into the giant tribe, Orion still held onto his original human standards of aesthetics.

"You've returned, Sis." Orion greeted her with a warm smile.

Clymene dropped her latest kill onto the earth and ruffled his hair. "Look at this! I managed to hunt a fresh wild boar just for you. It's your favorite!"

"I appreciate it, Sis," Orion replied.

Back on Earth, Orion had been a champion eater with an appetite that dwarfed normal men. However, in the context of the giant tribe, he was considered a remarkably light eater.

"You look like you're losing weight again," Clymene remarked, eyeing him with concern. "Have you been slacking off on your training to daydream?"

Orion rubbed the back of his neck, looking a bit embarrassed. "Not really. I just value my solitude sometimes; it gives me a chance to reflect."

Clymene let out a soft laugh and shook her head. "You think too much. The other children are training themselves to the bone; you can't afford to lag behind. Father expects great things from you!"

Orion gave a small nod, feeling a twinge of frustration. Even though his physique was vastly superior to any human's, he remained a weakling by giant standards.

"Oh, that reminds me. I finished fixing that tool you asked for." Orion passed her a stone axe he had modified, now featuring a razor-sharp blade he had meticulously crafted.

Clymene accepted it, her eyes lighting up. "Incredible! You actually repaired it! You're truly gifted!"

"It was nothing special," Orion said, trying to remain humble.

"Don't sell yourself short. No one else in the tribe has your level of skill," Clymene insisted. "This axe is going to make my next hunt a breeze!"

"Just make sure to stay safe, Sis," Orion warned.

"Don't sweat it, your big sister isn't so easily defeated!" Clymene laughed, giving his shoulder a playful slap. "I've crafted a new beast-hide skirt for you out of soft buffalo leather. Give it a try."

"There's no need, I'm fine with what I'm wearing," Orion tried to protest.

Ignoring his objections, Clymene pulled off his tattered old skirt and began fitting him with the new garment.

Orion let out a weary sigh. "Sis, I'm ten years old now. I'm practically a man."

"I've been raising you since you were a babe. There isn't an inch of you I haven't seen," Clymene said matter-of-factly, her eyes drifting toward Orion's cock. "You might be small for your age, but your cock is impressively large. My dear brother, once you're fully grown, the women won't be able to keep their hands off you!"

Orion donned the new skirt his sister had provided, noting that it was indeed much more comfortable.

It appeared his sister had a point. Orion's physical development was accelerating, particularly regarding his cock. It seemed to expand and lengthen with every passing day, rendering his old clothes useless.

In the Barren Mountains, the days were short even in the peak of summer, offering no more than five hours of daylight.

Before long, the sun dipped below the horizon.

Returning home, he found that his mother had already prepared the evening meal. His father, Hyperion, was also present, resting by the hearth after a long session with the tribe's Elders.

"Orion, join us," Hyperion commanded.

Orion took his seat as requested. Hyperion looked at him with a glimmer of pride. "I was told you improved your sister's weapon again?"

"That's right, Father," Orion confirmed.

"Excellent. You have a talent for crafting," his father acknowledged. "However, never forget that raw power is the foundation of our tribe. You must not neglect your physical Cultivation."

Orion bowed his head slightly. "I understand, Father."

Three nights later, Orion sought out a quiet clearing. As the night grew deep and the stars began to shimmer, he looked up at the cosmos, pondering his fate.

"Even though I've been reborn into this body, my physical stats don't measure up to the others. Why am I so different?" He squeezed his fists tight, feeling the surging potential within his Dantian, yet he remained inferior to his peers.

Suddenly, a shimmering light flickered in his vision. He froze as a translucent interface manifested in the air before him.

"What in the world is this?" Orion muttered, staring at the screen which displayed his personal data:

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[Name: Orion]

[Race: Giant]

[Level: Standard]

[Age: 10 years]

[Height: 7 feet]

[Weight: 500 pounds]

[Cock: 20 inches (Average adult giant: 12)]

[Strength: 5 (Average giant child: 10)]

[Agility: 3 (Average giant child: 5)]

[Intelligence: 8 (Average giant child: 3)]

Title: Survivor

Special:

Path of Evolution: As a survivor in this realm, your current status is ordinary, but your power will naturally scale with age. Alternatively, you may choose to accelerate your growth by completing specific quests.

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Orion's heart raced with excitement. "Is this my... cheat?"

He had heard stories of those who were reincarnated receiving unique gifts, but his had remained dormant until this very moment. Looking at the stats, it was clear his Strength and Agility were lacking compared to other giants.

At a height of seven feet, he was considered the smallest ten-year-old in the tribe.

He wasn't bothered by his lack of height, as he viewed a massive body as a cumbersome disadvantage. His real interest lay in raw power and explosive speed.

"What do I need to do to boost my Strength?"

As if answering his thought, a new prompt appeared on the panel.

[Newbie Quest Triggered: Complete 100 push-ups. Reward: Strength +1]