A gentle breeze swept through the streets as the sun began t..

A gentle breeze swept through the streets as the sun began to rise. Alex rubbed the sleep from his eyes, stretching lazily in his small apartment. The world outside was coming to life, and he decided it was the perfect day for a walk.

As he stepped outside, the golden light warmed his skin. He strolled down the familiar street, listening to the chirping birds and the rustling leaves. Everything felt peaceful until a sudden commotion caught his attention. A small crowd had gathered a few blocks away, their murmurs rising in excitement.

Curiosity piqued, Alex walked closer. In the center of the gathering was a man he recognized—welshy, a local gym enthusiast known for his impressive physique. But today, something was different. As Alex watched, welshy began to grow, his body expanding dramatically. Muscles rippled and swelled, his form towering over the crowd. Within moments, he transformed into a colossus, standing fifty feet tall, his thick muscles glistening in the sunlight.

The crowd gasped, a mix of awe and disbelief. Alex stood frozen, eyes wide as he gazed up at welshys massive frame. His colossal pecs bulged like two boulders, and every inch of his body was defined, a testament to countless hours in the gym. Welshys expression was a mix of surprise and exhilaration, as if he were just as amazed by his transformation as the people watching him.

“Is this real?” Alex muttered to himself, unable to look away.

Welshys booming voice reverberated through the streets, startling the onlookers. “Hey! Everyone! I’m… I’m not sure how this happened!” He flexed one of his enormous arms, and the crowd erupted in cheers, half in jest and half in disbelief.

Alex, despite the surreal nature of the moment, felt a strange connection with welshy. He had always admired his dedication to fitness, often feeling inadequate in comparison. But now, looking up at this giant, he realized that true strength came in many forms.

As welshy tried to navigate the chaos, he leaned down, his massive face mere inches from Alex’s own. “Can you help me figure this out?” he asked, his voice a thunderous yet oddly friendly tone.

In that moment, Alex felt an unexpected surge of courage. “Let’s get you to the park! There’s more space there. We can figure this out without causing a scene!”

With a nod, welshy carefully lifted his foot, shaking the ground slightly as he stepped over the crowd. Alex dashed ahead, leading the way to the park, where there was plenty of room. As they arrived, welshy crouched down, his towering presence both imposing and oddly reassuring.

The park was filled with people now, all buzzing with excitement. Alex took a deep breath and began to speak. “Okay, welshy! Let’s think this through. Maybe there’s something you touched or ate?”

As welshy racked his brain, the crowd offered wild theories—magic beans, alien technology, and everything in between. Laughter mixed with intrigue, creating an atmosphere that felt almost festive.

Then, a man stepped forward, his wide eyes fixed on the giant. “Are you going to show us what you can do now?” He asked.

Welshy paused, the question hanging in the air. He glanced at Alex, who shrugged with a grin.

Welshy straightened his back, flexing his massive arms for the crowd. “Alright, i will, watch me lift up that truck over there” Welshy grabbed the truck as if it was a can on the street and flung it up into the air but without realising, hitting a nearby building.

The crowd erupted in gasps and whispers, but Welshy quite enjoyed his newfound power and destruction. “Listen up everyone!” Welshy said with his booming voice “I’m in charge around here now, this is MY town and if you have a problem with that” Welshy pauses for a moment as he swings his arm into another building, reducing it to rubble “you can take it up with me, any takers?”

The crowd grew silent, no one could challenge the might of Welshy, people started to talk about his amazing growth and how he must have been selected to become a god, as the weeks went by, the town became a shrine to the might that was Welshy, the townsfolk provided him with all the food and worship he required, as he used boats and buildings he ripped from the ground as resistance training, only growing more impressive and mighty as the weeks went on.

Many embraced him, not daring to challenge him, however a few tried, unsuccessfully, welshy was able to flick them miles away with just his finger, the military had no power over him either, as he easily threw their tanks and attack helicopters into orbit, a new god had emerged and his name was welshy.