"What! What kind of question is this? I'm a personification of Mother Nature, a fragment of it! Of all the questions you have, why choose this one!" Her voice shrieks like a thousand knives slashing a blackboard, but Kyrie stands his ground, fuming at her attempt to divert the topic.
"You heard me! Why is everything so big?! The forests, the animals, the monsters, everything! Why make them huge?" This question he had for so long, the thoughts he pondered over sleepless nights.
She had to answer him and give the truth about why gigantism was so rampant. "It doesn't make sense! Answer me the truth behind these choices! They can't be natural." Kyrie raises his hand, pointing at the severed head in accusation.
Her cheeks flare up, her eyes tearing with anger. "Have you considered that you are small?! We don't make things big; it's only that you are infuriatingly tiny, which makes our grand design look big! Try to grow up a little! Even a few inches!"
