A rugged, and burly giant in full-clad darkened armor with a club smashes an unknown adventurer on a tall flight of stairs in a dim and dark room of a dark castle. At the top of the stairs was a pedestal with an apple glowing red.
The adventurer yells a loud cry expressing the torturous pain he underwent through as he dies with one swing of the giant’s bat.
The giant continued walking up the stone stairs to attempt of attaining the apple.
A few other adventurers who were fighting amongst each other for the apple were immediately alerted by the giant about to claim his prize. They attacked him. One of them casts a bluish arcane magic bolt against the giant.
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The giant notices the adventurers who were about to attack him. He swings his club and banishes the arcane blue bolt that was about to strike him. An adventurer with a long sword came close.
The giant commits to a single horizontal swing against the charging adventurer with a sword. In turn, the adventurer was struck and flew away like a rag doll to the magic caster who he was previously fighting against and they were both knocked out.
Three more adventurers who held a spear, and swords in the chaotic room leapt out to attack the giant. But they were no match for him as the giant merely swung his gigantic club and slew them—all pure brute strength
What was left was a bloody room of mangled and dead adventurers; their bodies strewn all over, while a lucky few, unconscious.
The giant returns to his objective of obtaining the apple. He finally reaches for it, and takes a bite of it. His body started to sizzle and smoke and he started to shrink. He dropped his club, as it was too heavy for him now; his armor as well.
He was no longer a giant thereafter. What becomes of him, was that of a healthy human’s body. He dropped his giant helmet. It resounded a loud clang on the bloody marble floor. The giant now reveals an ordinary face of a man. He breathed in the air of the old dark castle which reeked of the dead bodies of the adventurers on the floor, and exhaled. He smiled. He was happy now that he broke the curse.