You wake up, completely confused and disoriented. The last few hours were a complete blur to you and your memories were still hazy. Perhaps you were in a middle of a fight with someone or just sitting at home watching a cartoon while drunk, or maybe you're just lost in thought but all you can remember is waking up and suddenly you're in the middle of nowhere. For miles, all you saw is weird yellow dirt and giant trees with the sky gleaming a sinister purple on you. You have no idea how you got here, or why you were there in the first place.
What was your last thought? Who was the last person that you talked to? Did you dream of them or did they talk to you? What did you do last night, or the night before? Were you even sober? You don't know. The last thing you remember is just a sequence of events that have no purpose.
Yep... you were definitely fucked up. And yet, somehow, you are still alive.
You take a deep breath and look around your surroundings more closely, trying to get some sort of bearing on your location but the more time passes, the more you realise that something was majorly wrong, and then it hits you. Everything is enormous! It's like you've been shrunken down to a few inches. You also see that you're not alone. From the corner of your eye, you notice a giant figure standing nearby who seems to be watching you as well. Even though you are scared, you want to get a closer look, so you move your head to see a brown haired teenage girl wearing an indigo and white shirt staring at you with curiosity.
It is at that moment that you realised just how small you were compared to the giantess, having seemingly shrunken down to just the size of one of her fingers. You question what happened as how you got here, as the teenage girl bends down to pick you up.
She brings you closer to her face, and you notice how her brown eyes are shining brightly. You feel her hand shaking a bit as she holds you up, and she smiles at you.
"Hi there! What's a little guy like you doing out there?" she starts to speak, as her somewhat bad breath blows against you, "Are you lost?"
You try to answer, but find that you cannot. You're speechless and frozen in shock. You recognise her from that show you were watching the other day but that shouldn't be possible. It's a cartoon after all! You simply stare back at her waiting for her to say something else.
"Don't worry little guy," she assures you, gently patting you on the head with her index finger, "I'm Luz Noceda, but you can call me Luz for short. Now I'm going to take you back home with me, where it's safer. You can ride...
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