Within the span of ten minutes, you have gone from an ordinary guy to an omnipotent God. Before your very eyes is an entire city, filled with countless minute people, all with their own individual lives, hopes, dreams. It is an interesting comparison, to be sure. Your hand alone would be enough to snuff out the majority of the populace, a simple press of your palm would be enough to obliterate their skyscrapers. You continue to ponder over the recent turn of events, content to allow your little captives to wallow in their own existental fear for a moment. By right, this city should not exist. The very idea of human beings, no bigger than a millimetre in height, seemingly defies all comprehension. Their bodies should simply cease to function at their size and yet, you watch with fascinated gaze as they scurry about their micro-metropolis, causing little accidents here and there and they desperately seek an escape from your grasp.
The city itself proves an interesting study. It measures roughly 30 cm a side, a fairly square outline with a multitude of little buildings peppered throughout, like upright sprinkles. To think the structures that tower over you in your world are no bigger than half a finger to you in theirs. The mere thought of the absurdity of it spreads a wide smile across your face. As you watch over the tiny city, trying to discern the activities of the micro-inhabitants (no easy task), you realise you hold total dominion over these people. Their lives belong entirely to you, and you have the power to alter their little trinket of a city as you see fit. You're not entirely sure if you want to annihilate them all yet, doing so would end your fun prematurely. On the other hand, the crystal which gleams in the afternoon sun may be able to summon entirely new ones for you to mess with. The thoughts flow around your head, feeding your impulses. For the first time in your life, you were truly able to act however you wished, without fear of negative repercussions or consequence for your image. After all, no one would believe you if you told them. A tiny city, full of bite-sized humans, suddenly appearing on your desk with a magic crystal? You'd make a great application for the local asylum with that tale, no doubt. Instead, you are happy to keep this particular story to yourself, and like any old fairytale, the giant is the dominant oppressor of the little people, a role you fully intend on fulfilling.
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