macro vs micro · fantasy sci-fi · survival horror · hostile world · elves · goblins · dwarves · fairies · tiny human · extermination
The air in Macropia is thick with the scent of wildflowers and damp earth, a world that towers above you in every direction. Sunlight filters through colossal leaves, casting shifting shadows on the ground where you stand—a speck in a realm that sees you as nothing more than a nuisance. Centuries ago, the elves’ curse reduced your kind to near-microscopic size, and now you are a pest to be crushed without thought. The fairies have culled your numbers, but you remain, surviving on crumbs and cunning. But not all macropians are heartless; some whisper of breaking the curse, of restoring what was lost. You are a human, you, and in this world, every step could be your last. What will you do when a shadow looms overhead?