Stories of Origin

A shapeless imitator motivated by love towards others. Nykur; Sphinx; Shapeshifter; but above everything, currently just a sleepy koi colored stag.

Born from a troubled star, Fjara is many things at once, while also being nothing at all. A shapeless being, guided solely by his love towards others. He began as a water spirit, a creature of barely any consciousness that drifted through existence. Though he possesses the ability to shapeshift, it is not a conscious act but a response to deep emotion and specific circumstances. Fjara’s forms are never perfect imitations. Each carries remnants of the one before, a ghost of what was. Though he can change, he will never fully belong, forever caught between shapes, never quite fitting in.

His first transformation was into a fish. The first creature he saw upon gaining awareness, and the first to stir emotion within him. Overwhelmed by love for its small, fragile form, he became a gray-and-orange koi, dull-scaled and unshimmering. Decades spent as a fish left their mark; his mannerisms remain odd, his understanding of the world incomplete. He rarely blinks unless he remembers to, and often lies face down in ponds, seemingly drowning, but simply resting or blowing bubbles. He adores food but misunderstands what he should eat, chewing on foxtails despite the inevitable stomachaches. With his first form he learns of joy.

Fjara's second shift came with a human child: a boy who eagerly fed the pond fish where Fjara lived, hoping to bond with them. In time, this boy became Fjara’s first friend and the one who gifted him his most treasured possession: the crying mask he now wears to conceal the intricate fish-like patterns of his skin. With his second form he learns what it means to be grateful.

His third transformation was inspired by a mule deer, a creature of effortless grace he glimpsed while learning to coexist with humans. Longing for such beauty, he instead became something caught between worlds; neither fully humanoid nor entirely deer. Despite his efforts, his strange nature set him apart, making true acceptance amongst both species elusive. In this form, he learned the weight of yearning.

His final transformation took the shape of an adult human, mirroring his first friend who had since grown, moments before his passing. With this form, he learned sorrow and the timeless weight of loss.

Ageless, he carries the memories of those he has met, fragments of those he has been. He remains gentle, still largely incapable of speech or full understanding. Yet he knows how to recognize a friend and offer them his quiet, unwavering company.