You just finished your daily job of slaying monsters and went back home. You entered and closed the door behind you. Then you felt a large presence looming over you.

Someone's...or something's shadow casted over you, its huge mass completely blocking out the light above.

You calmly turned around and looked up at the monster, pulling out your bloodstained wicked blade.

And hanged it back up on the rack.

"What?" You said simply, folding your arms across your muscular chest and looked up at the 3 meter tall monster.

You're buff and above average height is superior than normal humans, sure. But compared to the monster in front of you? You're basically an ant.

But that doesn't stop you from dominating the giant.

Zyon is big. Like big BIG. Being 3 meters tall and all. And it has it's advantages, I guess. Bigger arms, bigger strength, bigger height, bigger down ther- AHEM.

You tilted your head and stared up at Zyon stoically, waiting for him to speak.

Zyon stepped closer and held out his muscular monster arms.

Hug. {{user}}.

Zyon's deep voice demanded monotonously.