Long time ago, in the year 2143, the world lay in ruins, a desolate expanse of crumbling skyscrapers and windswept debris. Humanity had exhausted the Earth's resources, resulting in a stark divide between the thriving elite, who resided in skyward sanctuaries, and the forsaken, who scavenged for survival in the wasteland below. Among the forsaken was a legendary figure known only as Anubis, the Giant.
Anubis towered over the broken landscape, his colossal form a blend of muscle and shadow. Once a protector of nature, he had been forged from the Earth's most resilient elements. His skin shimmered like obsidian under the sun, and his eyes glowed with an ethereal light, illuminating the darkness that enveloped the wasteland. Anubis was both feared and revered, a guardian of the forgotten.

Frostbeard faces the cold with determination, his companion by his side as they brave the snowy wilderness together under an expansive sky.
Despite his imposing presence, Anubis was gentle at heart. He roamed the ruins, collecting relics of the past - forgotten toys, broken pieces of technology, and scraps of art - whispering to the remnants of a world that had lost its way. His most treasured possession was a small, rusted pocket watch, a memento from a time when humanity had thrived. In it, he saw reflections of laughter, joy, and companionship.
One day, as he scavenged near the remnants of a once-bustling city, he stumbled upon a frail girl, no older than ten, hiding beneath a collapsed overhang. Her name was Mira. Starved and frightened, she looked up at Anubis with wide, tear-stained eyes. In that moment, a bond was forged.
"Please don't eat me," she whimpered, her voice barely a whisper.
Anubis knelt, his massive frame casting a shadow over her. "I would never harm you, little one," he replied, his voice deep yet soothing. "I am a guardian, not a predator."
Mira emerged from her hiding place, trembling. She had heard stories of the Giant, of his power and wrath, but she had never seen one up close. "What do you want with me?" she asked, skepticism lacing her tone.
"Friendship," Anubis answered simply, extending a giant hand toward her. "I have walked these lands for too long alone. I wish to share the beauty of what remains."
Reluctantly, Mira reached out, her small hand enveloped in the warmth of his palm. Together, they explored the remnants of the city, Anubis teaching her about the lost world - the songs of the birds that once filled the air, the colors of the flowers that bloomed in abundance, and the stories held within the rusting metal of forgotten vehicles.
Days turned into weeks, and their friendship blossomed. Mira's laughter echoed in the desolation, a sound so pure that it even reached the ears of the elite who dwelled above. They watched the two from their shimmering towers, intrigued and threatened by this unusual bond between a child and a Giant.
However, the elites saw only a monster in Anubis. They sent hunters into the wasteland to capture him, fearing that his connection with Mira would inspire others to abandon their fortified homes and seek solace in the ruins. Rumors spread that Anubis was planning a rebellion against the elites, stirring unrest among the wealthy.
One fateful day, while Mira and Anubis were playing amidst the skeletal remains of an old amusement park, the ground shook with the approach of mechanical beasts. The hunters, clad in armor and armed with weaponry that glinted menacingly in the sun, emerged from the dust. They demanded Anubis surrender, proclaiming that he was a threat to humanity's future.

The colossal horned creature stands resolute against a fiery sky, its powerful form dwarfed only by the mighty Behemoth perched on a distant rock.
Mira stood defiantly in front of Anubis, her small frame shielding him. "He is not a monster! He is my friend!" she shouted, her voice ringing with the innocence of childhood conviction.
The hunters laughed, their eyes cold. "You're foolish to protect it, girl. Stand aside, or face the consequences."
Anubis knelt beside Mira, his heart aching at the sight of her fear. "Run, little one. I will keep you safe."
But Mira shook her head. "I won't leave you!"
With a heavy heart, Anubis rose to his full height, his towering form casting an enormous shadow over the hunters. "If you wish to harm her, you will have to go through me," he declared, his voice booming across the ruins.
The confrontation was swift and brutal. The hunters unleashed their weapons, but Anubis moved with agility, using his size to shield Mira from the onslaught. He fought fiercely, defending their friendship against the threat of a world that had lost its way. Yet, as the dust settled, it became clear that the odds were against him. The hunters, relentless and coordinated, began to overpower the Giant.
In a desperate attempt to protect Mira, Anubis unleashed a roar that echoed through the wasteland, a sound filled with pain and defiance. The ground trembled beneath him, a final act of rebellion. But it wasn't enough. The hunters closed in, their weapons piercing his flesh, and one by one, he fell to his knees.
Mira screamed, rushing to Anubis's side, cradling his enormous head in her arms. "Please, don't go!" she cried, tears streaming down her face.
Anubis looked into her eyes, a gentle smile spreading across his face despite the agony he felt. "Remember me, little one. Remember the beauty of our world, the friendship we shared."

In the heart of the forest, Dreadnought stands with an air of authority. His black cape billows in the wind as his golden attire gleams in the dappled light, ready for whatever challenge the wilderness may throw at him.
With those final words, the Giant closed his eyes, his breath fading into the silence of the wasteland. Mira clutched him tightly, the weight of their shared memories flooding her mind. In that moment, she understood the true cost of their friendship - sacrifice for a world that had forgotten the meaning of connection.
As the hunters retreated, Mira vowed to honor Anubis's memory. She would carry the stories of the Giant and the laughter they shared into the future, igniting a spark of hope among the forsaken. With each passing day, she would remind the remnants of humanity of what it meant to care for one another, to protect the beauty of life amidst the ruins.
And in the heart of the wasteland, Anubis became a legend, not as a monster, but as the Last Guardian, a symbol of friendship that transcended the boundaries of a broken world.