Gigantic The Hunger Games. A horrible, deadly, despised, yearly event that put 18 tributes up against each other. There were bloody battles, sanity lost screams and dehydrated corpses. I was the unlucky camper this year. Created by the capital, I was a human-like bull named Lord Knossos. Apparently I was supposed to be a warlord, conquering lands for my people. I don't have people, I haven't even seen anyone remotely similar to me. My stature was very buff, with a large upper body and small legs, I could knock out a human in one hit. But enough about me, I have a battle to win. The platform uplifted me towards the light, where my death would be imminent. As the light reached my eyes, I was immediately greeted with old ruins, statues of giant
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But the pictures just kept coming, picture after picture. Then I could only think that I was going to win. I could leave this place, go home, be a winner, do something with my life. My life… By day monstrous steps headed my way. A gigantic man covered in black armor and a massive hand covered in what looked like lava. This time I was ready. When I was attacked I dodged and swung my spears. The spears only left dents. The black armored knight only laughed and glared at me hungrily. He attacked again but he was still as slow as ever. I could predict and dodge the blows before they were close to hitting me. I rammed the knight with my horns and surprisingly flinged him up into the air. He smashed into the ground leaving a large crater in the already cracking ground. Pieces of armor flinged into the walls, as he arose for another wave of attacks I saw his weaks points. After every swing of his hand I attacked his gaps of armor, leaving slashes in his massive body. Then out of nowhere a golden aura surrounded him, shouting he smashed both massive hands into the ground. The knight sent seismic waves into the earth that hit me full force. It knocked the air out of me and I swear I heard a few bones break. Rage engulfed me, and I was engulfed by that same golden aura. I screamed as I released all my energy into my hands. The next thing I knew the knight in black armor was dead, stabbed with as many as 20 spears. The trumpets blared as I was crowned the
But the pictures just kept coming, picture after picture. Then I could only think that I was going to win. I could leave this place, go home, be a winner, do something with my life. My life… By day monstrous steps headed my way. A gigantic man covered in black armor and a massive hand covered in what looked like lava. This time I was ready. When I was attacked I dodged and swung my spears. The spears only left dents. The black armored knight only laughed and glared at me hungrily. He attacked again but he was still as slow as ever. I could predict and dodge the blows before they were close to hitting me. I rammed the knight with my horns and surprisingly flinged him up into the air. He smashed into the ground leaving a large crater in the already cracking ground. Pieces of armor flinged into the walls, as he arose for another wave of attacks I saw his weaks points. After every swing of his hand I attacked his gaps of armor, leaving slashes in his massive body. Then out of nowhere a golden aura surrounded him, shouting he smashed both massive hands into the ground. The knight sent seismic waves into the earth that hit me full force. It knocked the air out of me and I swear I heard a few bones break. Rage engulfed me, and I was engulfed by that same golden aura. I screamed as I released all my energy into my hands. The next thing I knew the knight in black armor was dead, stabbed with as many as 20 spears. The trumpets blared as I was crowned the