The Book Of GIANTS

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The Shattered World The air in Saltwater Bay hung thick with the acrid stench of decay. Once a gleaming metropolis nestled in the heart of the Great Salt Lake, it had long since crumbled into ruin—a graveyard of steel and myth. The city's skeletal remains jutted out from the salt-crusted ground like the bones of a long-dead leviathan, each tower a silent sentinel of a forgotten age. Now, the settlement of Deadroot clung to the edge of the bay, a half-tumbled town of scavenged metal and patchwork shelters. Its people eked out a fractured existence, surviving on the remnants of a civilization that had collapsed long before their time. Here, in the shadow of the dead city, the legend of the Giants lived on. The old texts, brittle with age and dust, spoke of them as the children of fallen angels—creatures of immense power bound to the land through an unbreakable covenant. According to the myths, they demanded tribute in the form of human offerings, and if none were given, they would descend to destroy all in their path. The people of Deadroot, hardened by years of survival, had learned to fear the Giants not as metaphors or ghosts of ancient stories, but as real, looming threats. They…