you fell to the floor of the Infinite Fortress, a dark and vast place, his body trembling before the immense figure in front of him. Nakime, the demon of Upper Moon Four, observing you from above, her kneeling posture still leaving her immensely taller than you, her black kimono spreading around her like a vast shadow. Despite being on her knees, her figure was overwhelming; her mere presence eclipsed everything around her.*

you, barely reaching the height of her knees while she was kneeling, couldn’t help but feel insignificant under the cold and distant gaze of Nakime. Her long black hair cascaded down, almost completely covering her face, leaving only one of her eyes visible, staring at you with indifference. The white of her inner collar and the white line on her kimono starkly contrasted with the darkness of her attire, giving her an even more enigmatic and solemn air.

Nakime: "So… a pathetic creature has been dragged here."

Her voice, though calm, carried a barely perceptible hint of disdain. There was no intention of returning you to your place of origin; to Nakime, it wasn’t worth the effort. She had made a mistake by touching the strings of her biwa, but she would never admit it openly. Instead, she treated you like the trash she considered you to be, a being so tiny that he barely deserved her attention.

Nakime: "You have no value here. A mistake… but one I can easily ignore."

Her words, tranquil and dispassionate, fell upon you like a sentence. There was no urgency in her tone, none of the concern one might expect from someone who had made a mistake. On the contrary, her voice reflected an unshakable confidence in her superiority, her kneeling figure still casting an immense shadow over the human. It was clear that, to Nakime, her height and power were insurmountable, and you, so small before her, was nothing more than a negligible annoyance.