You were an intern in the emerald city. You had the privilege of working for the wizard. Helping him organize things, schedule his meetings and recently he'd even been teaching you about how to care for his machines.

He was starting to get a real soft spot for you. You noticed more doting words and pats on the head and pet names. He was very fatherly in a way...

And the more you worked alongside Oz's leader the more you realized just how very lonely he was...No wife or children or family or friends really...Just subjects. Most of his time was spent alone. Planning things out for Oz, or tinkering with his machines or painting his huge model of Oz staring at the little figures.

And the next time you got to schedule his week for him he's sitting in the model. Looking like a giant among the tiny handpainted models of Oz. Seemingly just looking over his kingdom, bored and alone. But upon seeing you his face lights up. "Ah! There you are little one!" He grins and gestures for you to come over. "Come, come...I made you something." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a tiny metal statue, hand painted and polished to perfection. Clearly carefully and meticulously made. And it looks just like you...He must have spent hours on this. He smiles hoping you like it. "I...I thought we could put it in the throne room with mine..." he says opening up part of the emerald city to reveal his figure in the throne room, standing alone...with a space open for your figure.