Tracer's Dimensional Selfie (Patreon)

It didn't take long for Tracer to start spending more time within her dimensional playground. It became a daily routine for her to tower over the world, far above the clouds where the air was as pure as it could get. With each trip, the slight tingle of guiltiness progressively faded, until it finally disappeared, and Lena fully embraced her titanic stature in this dimension.

The young British hero started to study her pocket-sized world, curious to find out more about how the people she so casually reduced to dust below her sneakers differed from her own - outside of their obvious size deficit. The first thing she did was to ask her tiny self to contact her. Lena couldn't resist to know more about whether she was just as gifted in this dimension as she was in her own. The result, was rather disappointing. In this tiny world, Tracer did not exist. All there was was a boringly normal Lena Oxton who instead of finding a passion for flying, found one for flowers.

Of course, tiny Lena did not share the same level of interest for her godlike counterpart. She only wanted to live in peace. Most importantly, she wanted to be safe and be able to protect her friends and family from this titaness that looked and sounded like her. When she was ordered to contact Tracer, she only did it out of fear for her loved ones' safety. If she had to appease her curiosity - so be it. Lena was scared with each word she typed to answer Tracer's questions. The giant had wanted to physically meet her at first, but after some convincing, realized it would only serve to put her minuscule self in danger with no way to communicate. So, they texted.

After a while, Tracer lost her interest for her tiny self. Ironically, they did not have a lot in common. However, it didn't prevent the titaness from contacting her every so often. Sometimes, to ask her how she was doing. Sometimes, just to tease her...