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Part 3:
As Historia's size burgeoned, outstripping the towering mountains themselves, the world gazed up in awe and terror.
The Queen's Rumbling, as it came to be known, was not merely a phenomenon but a force of nature reshaping the very contours of reality.
With each passing moment, Historia's form burgeoned, towering over the landscape like a deity from ancient lore.
Her eyes, once the size of lakes, now mirrored the depth of the oceans, reflecting a resolve steeled by the weight of her kingdom's future.
The earth trembled with her every movement, a testament to the power she wielded in her colossal form.
Her colossal form, now a titan among titans, cast shadows over entire cities, her footsteps thundering like the drumming heartbeats of the earth.
Rivers rerouted themselves in her wake, and forests became mere patches of green against the backdrop of her vastness. She had become a living landmark, a beacon of might and defiance.
The foreign threats that once loomed like dark clouds on the horizon now seemed insignificant, ants beneath the gaze of a titan whose size was spoken of only in hushed tones and fearful whispers.
Her presence was a rumbling that echoed through the valleys. As she rose higher, surpassing the peaks that scratched the very heavens, Historia Reiss became more than their queen; she became a goddess for her subdits, the doomsday for her enemies.