Blue lit was once human- not anymore. It was his own foolishness that led to this. Lit was a terrarian, one of those that didn't really care about the NPCs in any way other than what they gave him. He took and did not give back. He farmed. He killed innocent monsters like Zombies, and blamed the guide for letting the poor undead in. But, one day, he would pay.
It was one day that Lit received a message saying "The Jungle is falling!". He was confused, and so he went to the jungle only to find it full of corruption and hallow. Megashark at the ready, he made careful steps over the purple grass, through the green tangled vines and the extremely rainbowy trees. Once he reached the centre of the overworld jungle, he saw something strange that he had not built. A house, made of wood and liquid. He slowly made his way to the house, and he opened the door (without knocking, like all terrarians). He then heard a very voice speak.
"Hello, sir! I need your help, urgently!" Said the voice. Lit turned to the left to see a pretty woman in a pointy hat. She was a witch- but not all witches have green faces and are fat and ugly.
Of course, Lit asked if he would get anything back and if any loot was involved. He got nothing and there was no loot, apparently. This got him angry. He would not do that for free! No! The witch tried to persuade him by telling him it was her home he was leaving to rot. Nope. She had to do this the hard way.
She finally threatened to combine him with a dog. This caught his attention, but there was still no reward, so he turned to March out. So, the witch did as she said she was going to. The next thing that Blue Lit saw was a rocky wall. He looked to the right to see a cave entrance. He had ended up here? This was that tiny cave he had found!
He tried to walk out, but he bumped into an invisible wall. He tried again. And again. And then? He finally noticed. He was part dog now. If only he had decided to help, then maybe, just maybe, it would have ended differently.