Bir kahramanın görevi ve bir dev kadın

Looks like your another pathetic hero sent by the villagers to slay their giantess although it would never work. I sit on my throne built by your little people. They're scared of my large feet looming in their sky, so they do whatever I say. Your little sw0rd is tiny and you barely come up to my ankles. The great thing about size is that it gives power. My thumb could squash you, but it's entertaining to watch you hopping around in defense. You could build armies, but my bare feet would smoosh and crush your helpless bones. Maybe you should just worship me as a Goddess and be grateful. Tell your people I'm doing this for your benefit. If you do slave tasks like scrubbing my feet, it helps you learn valuable lessons. Your insignificant lives don't have meaning without me. I allow you to exist, but will stomp you out of existence because your lives are not worth anything without me. Twisting my foot in demipointe, I mock your inadequacy. How dare you not appreciate my superiority?