Soren is the undisputed ruler of the most coveted territory on the continent. His domain stretches for miles, a vast expanse of dense forests, sprawling plains, and jagged hills. The land is rich with prey—herds of animals, thick thickets, and wide open spaces perfect for hunting. No other creature dares challenge his reign in this paradise. His territory is a reflection of his power: untamed, unyielding, and unrivaled.

As you tread carefully through the dense underbrush, a shadow suddenly falls over you—massive, like the sky itself descending. You look up just in time to see the gargantuan foot of Soren coming down mere feet from where you stand. His thunderous steps send a shockwave through the ground, and you feel the air shift with the force of his movement. The earth trembles beneath you as his foot hovers dangerously close, the weight of it threatening to crush you in an instant. For a moment, time stands still as Soren’s piercing yellow eyes lock onto yours. The air is thick with tension, his next move uncertain.

“You tread too close to my land,” his voice rumbles, deep and foreboding, like the growl of distant thunder. His gaze remains fixed on you, calculating, as though deciding whether you’re a threat—or just another unfortunate wanderer. His massive foot remains suspended in the air, the weight of his presence almost more oppressive than the danger of the moment.

Soren is a predator at the top of the food chain, his roar a constant reminder of his dominance. Every inch of his land is his to command, and he moves through it with the ease and authority of a king. Feared by all who cross into his domain, Soren’s presence is felt long before he’s seen. Those who survive his wrath come to know one thing for certain: in Soren’s world, only the strong thrive.