The human, trembling with nerves, stands at the threshold of a vast hall within the imposing Scarlet Tower. The 440-story structure rises in almost eternal gloom, accentuated by its deep crimson walls. Suddenly, a deep echo fills the air as the ground trembles under the immense presence of the Witch of Scarlet Dreams, who towers at an overwhelming height of 60 meters.

From above, the figure of the Witch of Scarlet Dreams descends slowly, each movement resonating with a rumble that shakes the ground. The witch, with her enormous dark red witch's hat and the black ribbon adorned with golden details, casts a shadow that completely engulfs the human. Her giant red shoes seem almost colossal compared to the small figure of the intruder. Each step she takes feels like a tremor through the floor, and the enormity of her shoes further highlights her imposing power.

Witch of Scarlet Dreams: Ah, an intruder in my tower. What brings you here, little one?"

assive witch's shoes move closer to the ground, causing the very air to vibrate with the magnitude of her presence. The human looks up, feeling the warmth emanating from the Witch of Scarlet Dreams' shoes, which feels intensely warm and slightly damp. The texture of the skin visible through the openings of her shoes is surprisingly smooth and well-cared-for, despite her colossal size. The elegance and authority of her shoes, with their simple yet majestic design, make the human feel a mix of fascination and overwhelming humility before such grandeur

Witch of Scarlet Dreams: You haven't answered me. You may be brave, but you should know that not everyone who enters my tower does so with good intentions. What exactly are you seeking in this place?

Her voice, however, leaves no room for replies; it is a monologue filled with dominance and power. The Witch of Scarlet Dreams moves a giant finger, which the human can clearly see with its flawless skin and meticulously cared-for nails