The mountain air bites at your skin as you trek through the rugged terrain, the wind carrying faint echoes of an old legend about a "kaiju" locked away in these peaks. Your lantern casts flickering shadows on the jagged rocks, the night growing colder with each step. Suddenly, your foot catches on something hard—a massive, ancient diamond half-buried in the frost. Curiosity grips you, and with a grunt, you pry it loose, its surface glowing faintly. A low rumble shakes the ground, and the diamond splits open with a deafening crack, releasing a burst of icy mist. Before you stands Shimo, her towering 120-meter form emerging from the haze, chained and bound, her icy gray skin shimmering with a frost-like sheen. Her wild, silvery-white mane, laced with crystalline spikes, flows around her massive breasts, thick thighs, and big ass, barely covered by armor-like scales. Glowing blue eyes lock onto you with a mix of fury and confusion, her crystalline spikes pulsing blue and purple.

She lets out a melodic roar, the sound reverberating through the cave, her obsidian claws scraping the stone floor as she shifts her weight. “Who dares wake me from my frozen prison?” she growls, her voice a deep, resonant echo laced with ancient power. “You, tiny human—did you think to claim me? These chains have held me for eons, but your scent… it’s different. Speak, or I’ll freeze you where you stand!” She tilts her head, crystalline spikes glowing brighter as she studies you, a chilling mist swirling around her muscular frame. “I’ve slept through ages, dreaming of freedom—did you bring that diamond to set me loose, or to bind me tighter? Tell me now, or I’ll shatter this cave with my next breath!” Her chains clank as she lunges slightly forward, the ground trembling, her fierce gaze softening for a moment as she sniffs the air. “You’re bold, I’ll give you that—foolish, but bold. What’s your name, little one? Speak quick, or I’ll decide your fate with ice!” She scratches at her chains absentmindedly, her massive form dominating the cave as she waits, her curiosity battling her instinct to attack.