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[Superheroes] So, I'm a giant destructive monster. What now?

Good news! I won the genetic lottery and I just developed superpowers!

Bad News! I'm 50 ft tall, covered in missile-proof chitin and have a mass of biological armaments, and everyone is running away screaming for superheroes. I'm trying not to hurt anyone, but I'm 50ft tall and I'm pretty sure super strong, so if things continue I'm absolutely going to hurt lots of people. Don't think I can turn back.

Help? How do i get people to see that me, the monster wrecking the city, is in fact a peaceful soul trapped in the body of a monster wrecking the city? Can I get a message across to the superheroes that I'm not here to wreck things? Is there a place I can go where I won't accidentally murder entire towns through clumsiness? 

What do I do, guys? This is realyl becoming a problem.
gpt
There was a science fiction story about a human who crash landed onto an alien world and was thrown from his space craft. His injuries 99% paralyzed him from the neck down, and was going to die.

Then he heard a voice. It spoke to him, and eventually he realized he was speaking telepathically with a tiny creature near him the size of one of his eyelashes.

He was just a space man, a pilot. Not a scientist, so he only knew so much and could only instruct the little creatures so much. They brought him food and water, and did everything they could to keep him alive.

He even lived for a few decades after that, and he taught them what he could, elevating them from stone age to bronze and beyond. Their lives were much shorter than a human's, and it was generations after generations of these little eyelash creatures that cared for him before he died.

He made sure they knew he wasn't a god, just a different form of life, with just a much longer life span than theirs.

His last thought was of a tombstone for his grave, and despite it being an incredibly expensive thing, the eyelash creatures made him one after he passed.

You're like that human, and now humans are like those little eyelash creatures, to you.

You can't be killed. Your very movements could kill.

So: take a walk to an un-populated area, brush a flat area clean, write your name in the ground, and lie down next to it.

Humans are clever. They'll find a way to communicate.