As I take my first few steps in the mountainous forest I notice that even though my feet are bare I'm not feeling any pain when I step on bushes or fallen trees. I'm trying to avoid stepping on anything as who knows what kind of poor cute animal is hiding inside those things. I shudder at the thought of some poor rabbit smushed on the bottom of my soles. I shake my head and continue on, taking steps as careful as I can manage with my impossible new size.

As I walk up the small tree covered hill I hear that small pleading voice grow closer. Its like I can tell that whoever is speaking is getting closer, not louder but closer. I'm hearing her in my mind after all, almost as if I'm hearing the prayers of someone in need. Once I'm over the crest of the hill I can see down the mountainside to a thicker forest below, the place where the pine trees fade away and mix into the leafy trees. Its at this moment that the voice goes quiet. I'm certain that whoever she was felt my footsteps and is probably hiding in fear. Each time my foot hits the ground it causes a small earthquake. I look down and see the footprints I'm leaving behind in the forest floor. I still can't believe that the tallest pine trees barely make it up to my chest. There are a few taller but they are few and far between. Just how big am I? I have to be at least two hundred feet tall after all. I take another look around and spot the glinting of light on water again. It is a lake.

I walk towards the mountain lake with plans of getting a look at my reflection. A loud horn fills the air and makes me squeal. Looking down I see a deer that had been hiding in some bushes leap over top of my foot and prance away into the trees. From my perspective up so high in the air I can see it for quite some distance fleeing for its life. I put my left hand over my heart and sigh in relief. If I had accidentally stepped on it I don't know if I could have lived with the guilt.

With the deer safely out of harms way I take a few more steps and arrive at the lake. I look back and marvel at how far I've walked in just a few minutes. They say longer legs make a shorter journey but this is taking it to an absurd degree. Just one of my steps would take a quote un-quote normal human a minute at least to walk. I wonder if this voice is from a tiny person or a person as big as me? I doubt I'm even still on Earth at this point. Hey! I remembered Earth! That's the planet I used to live on. I push this memory to the back of my mind and kneel down in front of the lake. My dirty dress falls over my legs as I put my knees and hands into the soft sand and loose grass on the waterfront. I'm so big that my legs go back into the trees. I certainly hope this is some kind of dream. Living a normal life would be impossible for me in this body.

As I peer into the crystal water I see at last my new face looking back up at me. I gasp softly at what I see. Its the face of a young girl, likely not older than nine or ten, with pale creme skin and fair features. My eyes are a brilliant and vivid magenta, not a color I've ever known to be natural, and they're so clear and piercing. My heart almost stops just looking myself in the eye, as if I intimidated myself. Long and straight hair flows down over my shoulders and seems to be as long as the nape of my back. Its a dull blonde in color and seems to have an otherworldly quality to it I'm not yet sure of. This is me. This is what I look like now. As I stare into the water I try to remember what I used to look like but nothing comes to memory, all I know is that I did look different before. I have to admit that I am cute, even adorable.

While I'm staring at myself in the water I feel a presence watching me. I sit up and stay on my knees as I look around the forest surrounding the lake. That's when my eyes suddenly lock onto a structure of some kind in a small clearing only a few steps away. Its made of stone and from here appears to be some kind of old ruin. I stand up and brush the sand and dirt off my knees and hands. My dress is even more dirty now but I'll have to live with it. I turn and take a closer look at the ruins. It does appear to be an old building of some kind, all stone and white with pillars and steps. Its some kind of temple or shrine certainly that fell into disrepair. I take two booming steps towards it before I stop dead in my tracks. Its her!

There standing in the center of the ruined temple is a girl! A young woman more like, perhaps in her mid teens. She's wearing clothing that marks her as very poor, all ragged and patched up with basic materials. Her skin is fair and pinkish, her hair long and brown. It only goes to her shoulders and is wavy like ripples on the lake. Most importantly of all: she's tiny. The top of her head would barely come up to my ankle. Truly this is either a dream or I've gone insane and died.

I notice that somehow I can see her in detail even from this distance, even that her eyes are a brilliant blue. As I stare at her I can even hear her breathing as she takes short breaths. Have my senses improved to the level of super human? She's just standing there on the stone of the temple staring up at me. The expression on her face is a mix of fear and awe. Who could blame her? Here I am some giantess monster staring down at her from the sky like I'm about to step on some annoying bug. I open my mouth to say something but as I do she falls to her knees.

"G-Goddess..." she said almost gasping it out. She continues to stare up at me for a moment but her shock is wearing off. She then falls forward and bows on her hands and knees, her hair falling around her face. "P-Please have mercy upon me goddess..."

Goddess? Is she calling me that? Putting aside that I heard her clearly even though my ears and hundreds of feet away from her when she spoke, that word brought up many memories inside my mind. Gods and goddesses, figures that people worship and the basis of many religions. From what I remember almost all deities are fake, though I remember one specifically being real. I guess from what I look like assuming I am one is understandable but I really don't feel I am one. That's impossible.

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I open my mouth again to speak. "Gurgddo-" I shut my mouth as my word garbles in my throat. I still must have something stuck in there from when I was sleeping. I feel my face warm as I blush deeply. I can see the tiny young woman look up at me again, this time confusion on her face. I hold my hand up and turn away. A drink will fix this. I step back over to the lake coughing to try and clear my throat, my face burning from my blush all the while. I can't believe this is happening to me. The first other human I meet and I embarrass myself like this. I kneel down on the shore again and quickly scoop some water up in my hands, lifting it to my mouth and slurping it in. Its so cold I almost choke but I quickly gulp it down. I then gasp as I feel it go down into my body, the chill felt all the way into my stomach. I clear my throat again and stand up, walking back over to the temple. The woman kneels down again as my feet thunder down in the forest in front of her and I try to pretend none of that happened.

"I..." I say testing my voice. Its high pitched like a little girls voice should be and has a ring like a bell. "I'm not a goddess." I stop and look to the side to avoid eye contact. "I don't really know who I am actually."

The young woman lifts her head and looks up at me once again, her expression even more baffled and confused than before. "B-But... You are a goddess! You're everything the stories and legends describe!" She lifts herself onto her knees to spare the strain on her neck and continues stammering. "If y-you have to be a goddess. You even came when I called for you."

I take a moment to think about this. It is her voice I heard in my head. Am I actually a goddess that could hear her prayers? Was I woken up or brought to this mountain because I was sent to help her or something? I still seem to remember only one god being all powerful, but if I recall correctly there were other gods in name only under that god. Maybe I really am one of those. Considering how little I know right now I decide to go along with it all, seeing as I actually could be a divine being. I did live for like three days now without food or water.

I slowly kneel down in front of the ruined tremble, the impact of knees hitting the ground sending a booming shockwave through the ground. I see the young woman get shaken so much that she falls on her back. I need to be more careful I suppose if everyone else is as tiny as her. I then bend over almost laying down, my chin supported by my arms laying on the ground with my chin on my fingers to hold my head up. I was trying to get as close to her level as possible to try and make her feel more at ease, but the look of fear on her face makes me think it had the opposite effect. Right after she sat up she scooted back a short distance and I caught a whimper escape her. My face was filling her entire field of vision now, I should have thought about how intimidating that would be.

"I... I..." she stammered.

"Please calm down." I said in the softest and most calming voice I could muster. "I'm not going to hurt you little one. Tell me who you are and why you called me." I saw from her flinching that my voice was still pretty loud, but it didn't appear to be hurting her hearing at all so it should be all good.

The young woman got shakily to her feet and put her hands at her sides. She bowed and tried her best to stop her shaking. She fear in her voice seemed too much for her to be able to hide. "M-My name is Miya Deuiden. I'm from the village at the base of these mountains of goddess." She pauses to take a breath and continued. "I called for you because my brother got lost on this mountain and no one is able to find him."

Her brother huh? Getting lost in the woods is no joke. No wonder she started praying for someone to save him. The question is why she prayed to me as a goddess. Wouldn't she already have some god to ask? What about the authorities of her village? Unless there were none. There was still so little information I knew about this situation.

"So you prayed to me to come save him?" I asked. "How did you know my name?" Right now even I didn't know my name so this would be a quick and easy way to find out without her thinking I'm some kind of incompetent.

Miya stood back up and blushed, holding her right arm with her left hand. She looked to the side embarrassed. "I-I'm sorry goddess but I don't know your name."

Shoot I think to myself.

"I just came to this temple to pray hoping that any goddess would come." Miya continued. She then put her hands together and looked up into my face with desperation in her eyes. "Please I'm begging you! Save my little brother! He's only eight years old and he's been missing for three days!"

"Three days?!" I exclaim in shock, loud enough that Miya covers her ears. "You've been praying for three days?"

Miya looks down again and nods. "I've been coming to this temple every morning and praying until the afternoon. My village has given up searching for him and I'm so frightened of the worst."

I lift my chin from my hands and push myself up, letting out a small grunt as I lift myself to my knees. I then lift one foot up to push myself off the knee to stand once again. I see Miya fall down from the impact of my step again but I'm too focused on the missing child to have it register beyond that.

"That does it!" I say to no one in particular, the passion rising in my chest. "I'm going to find that boy immediately!" I look down at Miya far below, scaring her with the intensity on my face. "What's his name?"

Miya sits up, not even bothering to stand up on her feet again, a momentary fear passing over her as she realizes my intense gaze is from focus and not anger. "

"Tromly" Miya responds quickly. "His name is Tromly!" She slides onto sitting on her legs as she sees my titanic form turning around above her. "Wait! What's your name goddess?"

I ignore her as I spin around. I have tunnel vision without realizing it so I blame my silence on the embarrassment of not knowing my own name. That's a problem I can figure out once the boy is safe.

"Wait right here little Miya" I command. "I'll be back with your brother before you even realize."

I then lift my foot and step down between a couple big bushes, the thoom of my step causing ripples on the lake. If I was going to find this little boy alive I would have to be fast. Who knows what kinds of animals could have found him before me. I hoped calling his name would be enough. I said my own silent prayer that I could find him safely, the irony of a goddess praying something my mind discarded for now. Right now I had a mission. I walked off into the mountain forest with one goal on my mind.

I will find Tromly.