The Strange Death of Wami Lidava

A Bizarre World
Wami Lidava was a dyslexic elf from Silkenjoin. A small hamlet in the nation of Imara Aru. One of many elven societies in The Poetic Continents. The largest landmass on the faraway planet of Onra Alu. It is unknown where exactly in the cosmos this world is located. One thing is for certain, however. You don't wanna go there.

From Humble Beginnings
Wami was a zealous worshipper of an ethereal energy the elves call Salo Beandawn which permeated the Past Jungles that surround his village. He was an herbalist who struck out on his own one day with his pet war jaguar named Queca. How a meager peasant came into the possession of a fucking war jaguar is unknown. He had nothing to his name but clothes fashioned from twigs and a wooden sword. The provisions he carried primarily consisted of a bunch of cherries and some apples. His most valuable possession aside from the predatory cat was a toy from his childhood. An applewood puzzle box which he could never solve.

Because he lacks a frontal lobe.

After randomly getting the bright idea to go on an adventure (wander aimlessly until starvation takes him), Wami became so excited that he rushed straight into a cave without telling anyone from his village. Upon reaching the exit of the cave, he had completely forgotten where he originally planned to go. Immediately after leaving the cave, he realized something was wrong. The once lush jungles were completely frozen over. The landscape he once knew like the back of his umber hand had changed dramatically and with no explainable reason.

He swiftly became lost. He and Queca circled the same barren ice lands at least four times before a disturbing sight was witnessed. The biome seemed to be changing any time his back was turned. The vast majority of his surroundings were covered in ice but he would occasionally come across areas that resembled his home jungle. He could see familiar trees, landmarks, and even signs of civilization but no people. Other times he would return to these same exact locations only to find them covered in ice once again and completely altered into unfamiliar vistas. It was as if the whole world was glitching out on him. ...Because it was.

A terrifying revelation hit Wami when he turned back to find his precious Queca missing. She completely vanished without a trace. The cat had either gotten lost which he knew was unlikley, or she was picked off by an unseen predator.

Fearful and almost supposedly, Wami continued to wander around while snacking on his collection of cherries until nightfall. His suspicion of being stalked was confirmed at roughly midnight when a pack of bogeymen ambushed and eviscerated him. He died, screaming at the top of his lungs while a cluster of anthracite-eyed aberrations consumed his intestines.

The End!