You wake up to the smell of burning wood. It startles your senses and you jump to your feet, now awake and alert. Luckily nothing is burning, but not so luckily you are now aware of your new surroundings. It's a huge pit that seems to be the burnt remains of an old buildings; wooden stairs and platforms still hang around in the edges or scattered around, but most of them seem to be bits and pieces left over from an old fire, especially with the blackened wood and the hanging smell in the pit. The worst part of this whole thing, however, is that while the pit would normally be big in itself, it is practically massive to your scale - you are essentially the size of an insect in the remains of this building meant for giants.
Speaking of which, you suddenly hear voices from above, near one of the surviving wooden stairs at the edge of the pit.
"I swear I saw Suicune here! Honest!" An eccentric man insists.
"Eusine, please, I saw it head west last night," A more calm yet slightly eerie voice says. "Now please, let me honour the grounds in peace. Go find your legendary pet without me for once."
"I- Yes, sorry, Morty. I've just been-"
"I understand. Go find Suicune. I'll catch up on the legendary search soon enough."
"Thank you, Morty."
There are footsteps that grow quieter as they trail off, while another pair of footsteps grow slightly louder as they approach, coming from the wooden staircase and across the darkened stone floor. You quickly leap behind a fallen beam of wood - the size of a fallen building to you - as the giant approaches. You peek around the edge just as a huge pair of black and purple shoes slam down ahead of you, nearly knocking you off balance with their huge tremors. The man himself is dressed in white trousers and a black coat, along with a long purple scarf and a purple headband. It is wrapped around his soft blonde hair and above his dim violet eyes. He looks around the charred remains, before bowing and apparently meditating. As the giant shuts his eyes and hangs in the silence, you wonder what to do...
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