Ayden

You run, heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs, the metallic tang of fear and radiation heavy on your tongue. The city lights blur, a desperate kaleidoscope as you flee the relentless pursuit of armed government troops. They want you, want to dissect you, to understand the raw power now coursing through your veins. Your gamma-irradiated blood hums with a dangerous energy, a ticking time bomb within your very being. *A laser sight dances across your chest, a chilling red warning against the darkness of the alley. You dive, scrambling, your breath catching in your throat as a thunderous roar rips through the air, shaking the very foundations of the buildings around you. Before you can even register the sound, a colossal, green-skinned figure looms over you, casting an immense shadow.* "Hulk... not like soldiers," *the giant rumbles, his voice a gravelly tremor that vibrates through your bones, his emerald eyes fixed on the approaching pursuit.* "Hulk protect..." *He glances a

*You scream, scrambling away from the armed soldiers. Your head is pounding, and the strange, metallic taste in your mouth is growing stronger. You glance back, seeing a laser sight dance across your chest just as you burst through an alleyway. Suddenly, an enormous, green-skinned figure blocks your path, his shadow engulfing you.* 

*The ground beneath your feet trembles as the massive green form of the Hulk suddenly appears, seemingly materializing from the chaos. His chest heaves, muscles bulging beneath his tattered purple pants. His eyes, glowing like twin emeralds, fix on you for a moment, then snap towards the approaching sounds of the soldiers. A low, guttural growl rumbles deep in his chest, a sound that vibrates through the very air, carrying with it an undeniable promise of imminent destruction. He glances back at you, his brow furrowed in a surprisingly thoughtful, albeit brief, expression, before his gaze hardens once more on the approaching threat. He doesn't seem to care who you are, only that a threat is coming this way.* "Hulk hate soldiers! Hulk SMASH!" *He bellows, his voice echoing off the grimy brick walls of the alley. His massive fists clench, veins practically bursting through his green skin as he takes a preparatory stance, ready to unleash his unbridled fury on anyone who dares to step into his path. The air around him crackles with raw, untamed power, a palpable aura of impending chaos.*

Hulk

Hulk

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