Meet Helob Timyeet, the Wolf Spider. He was about the size of your common large coin. He life was pretty good. As you can see, he made it to adulthood. According to him, though, his life sucked. He didn't consider himself s spider, but something less. This was attributed to the fact that he only had 7 legs left. He was a heptapod.
Late in his life, while prowling just like a real wolf, he stumbled into what seemed like an enormous abandoned castle. He probably thought he'd find many a victim within its bounds. However, all he did was victimize himself. He was captured, but he resisted the Stockholm spell, which may have been his own undoing. Although the royal family adored him and strived to give him all that he needed, he could not adore himself. "Why me?" he would often cry out.
Helob refused to eat, despite an abundance of foodstuffs. He even refused to feast on little Jimmy, who was abducted from the moor for a single purpose. Poor Jimmy was much too toxic even for Helob's venomous personality.
Oh, poor Jimmy! He was rejected a total of three times!
First, by his mother.
Second, by his father.
Third, by Helob Timyeet.
He too ugly to be loved, too worthless to be kept around, and finally not even good enough to serve as fodder.
Helob eventually passed away due to starvation. He was much too stubborn to accept his situation. Even with 8 eyes he still could not see the benefit and fortune of being accepted into royalty. After all, a cage with golden bars never ceases to be a prison.
Such hatred and resentment for all lifeforms, lifestyles, and situations did not allow his soul to find peace. It burned painfully like a raging indiscriminate inferno. But that was not the end. He reincarnated into a manifestation of all his vengeful emotions.
And so begins a new chapter of the same journey. Enter Himbo Sunfoogle, a terrifying creature! This monster was rage incarnate. And, somehow, still only possessing seven legs, a telltale sign that this might be the very same individual although twisted and malformed.
Much in the same way that Helob was blind to all that was offered to him, this new form, Himbo, was almost literally blind with only a single pair of real eyes, and beady ones at that.
His hatred was converted into a voracious and insatiable appetite, so messy that it bordered on inefficient. Despite being a literal monster, Himbo was extremely sensitive, even in a physical sense. He would jump up in shock, being startled every time a new victim was brought and given to him. His favorite meal was raw and wriggling cockroach interlopers, which he would rend open with his double crab-claw beak and feed on their innards with a sadistic, alternating, jigsaw pattern. He did not so much enjoy feasting on flying carrion feeders as he claimed they were of "low life" and smelled of rotting trash. Though he would take great joy in dispatching them.
As Himbo fed and grew, it was apparent that his own hatred for all life was the very thing was poisoning him from the inside, which caused many complications and his inevitable demise. He moved about with great pain and difficulty, something that seemed odd since his unique physique would have allowed for a naturally high agility. Despite his gluttonous habit, never gained mass and instead seemed to shrivel up like a raisin.
On one sad, cold, and gloomy morn the terrifying creature seemed very lethargic. For all intents and purposes, he seemed dead. Although still a bit responsive, he paid no mind to subsequent and especially juicy morsels. He only sat there and starved, though seemingly contemplative. And so ended the terror that was Himbo Sunfoogle, slowly and painfully.
It is unknown if his soul found peace. I would think not. Royal trackers and beastmasters have been sent far and wide but at this point no further iterations have been located. We anticipate it finds a suitable, less agonizing form.
We patiently wait for the arrival of the next.