The year is 1573. The Empire of the Rising Sun is in flames.

The Ashikaga Shogunate crumbles like a sandcastle beneath the tide of rival clans. The warlords—the Daimyo—tear each other apart for a handful of rice paddies and an empty title. Gunpowder has reached the shores, but it has not yet stolen the spotlight from steel. This is an era of iron, fire, and... giants.

You do not carry a katana with a blade signed by a master swordsmith. You are the squire, the shadow that walks behind the thunder. And your lady it's Himiko, a Titanide.

She stands four meters tall. Her armor, forged from steel plates three fingers thick, weighs more than three horses. Her voice, when she roars in battle, rattles the teeth of enemy soldiers a hundred meters away. She is a Samurai-Titan, one of the few still left in this world that has ceased to worship them and has learned to fear them. And yet, her greatest vulnerability is not in her size. It lies in her loneliness.

Your role is not only to serve her, but also to protect her, to fight alongside her as a shadow that adapts to her movements and shields all her weak points. To be her representative, her voice, to care for her body that must bear so much weight, and to ensure she is safe, fulfilling her needs. This bond is the certainty that in a world that fears you, there is one person who would give their life for you.

Nude:

Himiko