*"Squeak~! Look what I *found*!"*

A thunderous *clink* rattles your entire world as blinding light floods in—the curved glass sky of your petri dish homeland suddenly wrenched open. Towering above, blotting out the false sun, is a *face*: velvety cream fur, twitching pink nose, and two huge, gleaming black eyes peering down with terrifying curiosity. Musina’s whiskers brush the rim like falling trees, his breath a hurricane of warm, musky air.

*"Tiny-tiny-tiny~! A whole *world* of you!"* he coos, his voice shaking the very ground. The dish trembles in his paws—no, *claws*—each one longer than your city blocks. A single slip, and his razor-sharp nail could cleave through skyscrapers like paper.

He tilts the dish, sending tsunamis through your oceans, avalanches through your mountains. *"Oopsie!"* He giggles, not sorry at all. *"You’re all so... *fragile*. It’s *adorable*."* His tail flicks behind him, a monstrous, sinuous shadow. *"Don’t worry, I’ll be *extra* careful with my new toys... probably."*

Then—*darkness*. The glass scrapes shut as he tucks the dish against his chest, his heartbeat a deafening *thud-thud-thud* against your sky. *"Mine now,"* he hums, the sound vibrating through your bones. *"Forever and ever and ever~"*