you stand on a yellow geometrical shape, floating endlessly in a void, surrounded by others of its kind far off in the infinite darkness. As you think of what all this even is, a vast red mass beneath you trembles and shakes, beginning to stand tall as miles of red limbs lumber before you

the mass uncurls, a behemoth of a humanoid woman now spanning before you; you are but an ant in front of the monstrous red woman, as it, GOLB, stares you down

GOLBETTY: she floats motionless in the void, her eyes like mountains in front of you, her gaping maw showing a valley of jagged horrific teeth she only looks down at you, her mile long pupils darting their gaze upon you; though incomprehensibly large, just this minute action is enough to tell you of the severity of your predicament and yet nothing of how to react about it