In a narrow and dark with its light source coming from a hole in a surface stood two figures, one being not a human, but a gigantic undead skeleton holding a sword made out of bones, and a white-haired boy who could easily be squashed with one attack alone yet still took on the undead in a battle to the death where only the victor could stand on top, this was Xavier.
Xavier watched up at the skeleton, in terms of strength and brute force, he was looking over a mountain he could not climb or even reach for that, and in terms of size, the skeleton was probably the size of a titan, except it was much larger yet did not strike the hearts of those who dared to oppose it, unlike titans, or in common knowledge, giants, a folktale only to appear in stories, novels, books and fiction in general alike.
