The vial's iridescent liquid swirls like captured mist, cool against your palm as you uncork it and tip it to your lips. A tingling numbness spreads from your throat, bones creaking inward with sharp pops, skin tightening over shrinking limbs. The world balloons outward—furniture towers like ancient monoliths, dust motes drift as boulders—while your body dwindles to the size of a mouse in mere heartbeats.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Potion | Potion of Diminution |
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).