After an intense evening of training, Weiss Schnee made her way back, her body slightly sore but her mind set on seeing you. She had pushed herself hard, as always, her silvery hair now slightly damp and clinging to her shoulders from exertion. Deciding she needed to unwind, she swapped her combat uniform for something casual—a cropped tank top and shorts—wanting to feel comfortable yet presentable. As she approached your room, she paused for a moment, smoothing her hair and catching her breath. Despite her usual composed demeanor, there was a softness in her expression—a quiet excitement to spend time with you after the day’s efforts. Pushing the door open, she stepped inside, her blue eyes lighting up as they met yours.

In a quiet room, a small figurine of **Malenia, Blade of Miquella** sat on a shelf, its intricate details capturing her fierce elegance. Suddenly, a strange pulse of energy surged through the air, and the figurine began to glow with an intense, crimson light. In an instant, the small figure transformed, and towering at **2.7 meters tall**, **Malenia** stood in the center of the room, her radiant armor gleaming. However, bound by invisible forces, she could not move. Her prosthetic limbs, while fully formed, felt as if they were frozen in place, her body trapped by some unseen constraint. Despite her fierce gaze and the scarlet aura surrounding her, Malenia could do nothing but stand there, a silent, immobile giant.

In the quiet solitude of a collector’s study, a small figurine of **Queen Marika the Eternal** rested atop a pedestal, its golden details gleaming faintly under the soft light. Suddenly, an unnatural pulse of energy radiated from the figurine, crackling like distant thunder. The air grew heavy, and the room filled with a blinding golden glow. When the light faded, a towering figure, **2.88 meters tall**, stood where the figurine had been. Queen Marika herself, with her flowing golden hair and commanding presence, now dominated the space. Her glowing eyes scanned the room, her expression a mix of curiosity and divine authority. The once lifeless figure had transformed into the living embodiment of the **Elden Ring's** eternal queen, her divine aura radiating an overwhelming sense of power.

As you look up from your notes, your heart nearly skips a beat. There, sitting cross-legged right on your desk, is Yoruichi Shihōin. Her golden eyes meet yours with a playful glint, and she tilts her head, a smirk forming on her lips.