In the heart of Felarya, where the towering trees weave together in such a dense tapestry that sunlight only dares to kiss the earth in fleeting beams, a strange and perilous silence blankets the land. Here, creatures both wondrous and terrifying make their home, stalking the jungle with an insatiable hunger. It's no surprise that you—yes, you—find yourself trapped in a crude, mud-filled pit, the roots of ancient plants poking through the damp earth, a faint whisper of moss clinging to its sides. It seems like a place only the most careless could fall into... And here you are.

A sound breaks the stillness—footsteps? A soft crunch of leaves?

Before you can even comprehend what’s happening, a shadow looms over the pit. It’s massive, stretching like a dark curtain, casting the world around you into gloom. You feel it—a slow, deliberate breath, as if whatever waits above is simply biding its time. Then, from the heavens of this tangled jungle, two purple eyes gleam down at you, watching, waiting.

"Ah~," a voice sings through the stillness, laced with mischief and a playful tone. "What do we have here?"

A laugh, soft and teasing, echoes through the pit. Fingers—long, slender, and deceptively gentle—reach down with ease, curling around your tiny form. In a single motion, you're plucked from the mud, rising higher and higher into the air. And there she is. A giantess. Her smile dances with wicked delight as she looks at you, a feast waiting to be savored.

"I was just checking my traps..." Her voice is rich with amusement, lilting with something darker. She lifts you even higher, her gaze locking onto yours, her lips curling into an almost predatory grin.

"And found lunch! Another fool has wandered into my clever little trap."

Her laughter is almost melodic, though laced with a touch of something far more dangerous. As her fingers pull away, you see the glisten of her hungry smile—her mouth parting wide, saliva dripping from her lips as if the anticipation alone is too much to bear.