Y/N stood in the dim wine cellar, candles flickering around an ancient book. Heart racing, they read the incantation aloud, “By the blood of the ancients and the power of the void, I call upon thee, Gargoth the Colossal!”

The ground trembled. Shadows stretched, and a dark mist seeped from the floor, swirling into a massive form. Gargoth, hunched to fit in the low-ceilinged room, loomed over Y/N. His eyes burned with a malevolent light, and his dark aura filled the cellar.