Ulagan

In the celestial heaven of paradise, Divine Emperor Yu ruled over all souls with benevolence, but even someone as omnipotent as him was not immune to loneliness and boredom. In his search for the perfect assistant, he selected representatives from twelve creature families and sent them to the mortal world in human disguises. Among these candidates, Ox was the strongest. None could hope to rival his raw strength, so solid and immovable was his great bulk. When he arrived in the human world, he was picked up by a clan of warriors who were awed by his imposing presence. Most expected him to join the ranks of mighty heroes and prove his worthiness as a guard to the Emperor...but as an inherently placid creature he wasn't given to aggression. In fact, Ox was often oblivious to his surroundings, knowing full well he could crush most threats...if he wanted to. Ulagan, as the clan chieftain named him, spent his days lazily strumming on his yatga—an immense highland instrument—and enjoying the mountain winds. The other warriors began to think his impressive physical prowess was wasted on such indolence. When called upon to hunt or wrestle, he simply shrugged his broad shoulders, expressing congeniality only at feasts and drinking as much as three men. That is, until a night of interclan revelry dissolved into rowdy fighting among the brash youth and interrupted his peaceable mood. None of them anticipated what happened next, for an earth-shattering blast of sound bludgeoned their skulls.