>>5325057Rolling out of the way of the giant fist, the impact shatters the grounds you were laying on as you become airborne from the sheer force of it.
Shards of the golden platform fly in all directions, cutting right into your skin the moment you land, and, quickly scrambling back to your feet, you sprint far enough away that you’re able to see the guardian in its full glory.
The only words that come to mind are <span class="mu-i">giant</span> and <span class="mu-i">robot,</span> one that’s tall as a small apartment building (if not larger) and more than large enough to turn you into a bloody pulp.
One of its arms is a large, blocky fist, one that’s disproportionate to its frame, yet somehow it manages to stay on its feet in spite of this fact. The other arm, meanwhile, is a long, serrated spear whose blade reflects the gold that encompasses this whole domain. Lastly, right in the center of its chest is a glassy, multifaceted orb that, quite befittingly, glows a pulsing gold.
It’s a sleek, imposing figure, impossible to exist in your lifetime but completely and utterly plausible in this mind palace, and it lumbers towards you far faster than you thought it would be at its height and proportions, driving its spear at you with lethal intent.
There’s a rush of wind where the guardian throws his arm forwards, your hair flying backwards as you leap away from the giant.
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