Guardian

A huge gorge, the depth of which simply did not allow you to see its bottom. Its width was about 90 meters, and there is no need to talk about the length, it is simply immeasurable.

But what was on the other side... It's beyond my imagination.

A giant, about 200 meters high, holding in front of him at least a huge sword, the length of which was from 130 to 135 meters.

Most of the giant's body was clothed in a mantle consisting of various pieces of fabric of varying degrees of wear. His face was covered by a mail hood, behind which an immense darkness settled.

But the mantle didn't fit him all. His arms, starting at the elbow, and his legs, starting at the knees, were open. It was because of this that his skin was visible, or to be more precise, what was left of it.

Most of it was dried up, as if its owner had died a long time ago.

But no less shocking was what was right behind him.

The gate. A huge gate. A gate with a height of at least 250 meters. There was just an unlikely number of figures and patterns carved on them. From them led a centuries-old history.

I just stood there and looked at it all calmly.

Zero emotions.

I didn't have any panic or fear. I didn't feel anything.

-<It seems that the suppression of emotions manifests itself fully in extremely stressful situations. It's worth remembering.>

- That one... What is it?

The answer was received instantly.

-[Analysis... A match was found.]

A panel appeared in front of me, resembling the one that was when viewing skills.

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Name: Eirik Forsberg.

Race: Supreme Giant.

Age: 14677 years.

Affiliation: None.

Titles: God of war; The strongest; Enemy of humanity; Outcast; Lonely King; Enemy of the demonic race; Great Sage; Demigod; The Oldest; Witness of the beginning and the end; Lord of Light; Traitor; Repentant; Outcast; Lost; Returned from the other world; Guardian of the gate; The one who killed God; Violated the law of the universe; Overcame the limit; King of the sword.

Skills: Body strengthening; Body acceleration; Reflex acceleration; Healing of small wounds; Healing of medium wounds; Healing of fatal wounds; Flair; Shock Waves; Horizontal Incision; Vertical Incision; Berserk.

Innate skills: Gigantism; Connection with nature; Clear eyes; Sense of soul; Ultra-high metabolism; Superhuman physical characteristics; Accelerated regeneration.

Higher Skills: Lord of Wisdom; Analysis and Evaluation; Swordsmanship; Emotion Control; Warrior Aura; Blessing; Life Force Management; Duel.

Resistance: Fire; Darkness; Electricity; Bleeding; Poison.

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After reading everything that was written, I still remained calm.

The panel in front of me disappeared and I directed my gaze to the place where the giant's eyes should be.

And then he lowered his head so that his eyes, hidden in the darkness, were directed straight at mine.

We looked at each other for about 3 seconds, after which I suddenly felt a tremendous pressure.

The lights in my eyes became bigger, my body took a fighting stance on its own. In an instant, I, without realizing it, prepared for battle.

But less than a moment later, a voice sounded in my head:

-<"Who... are you...like this?">

This voice was imbued with rage, contempt and arrogance.

I didn't answer.

The pressure increased. I'm still able to stand on my feet. The voice in my head sounded again:

-<"Who... are you...like this?!">

The pressure increased again. This time I could barely stand on my feet. I felt that if I didn't do something, I would die.

A not entirely sound and not at all logical thought came to mind.

I tensed my whole body and jumped. Jumped into that gorge.

-<What the fuck am I doing for a leg?!?!>