"This world was only three massive cliffs. Bamboo grew from the endless depths, reaching the village. It was their only food source, and yet, they didn't want to eat it out of respect."
Despite the fact that the people had willingly cut themselves off from their only food source, the dimension simply adapted.
If some ignorant traveler were to stick their hand through a hole, for example, their arm would be promptly cut off and fed to the village.
When I reached this place, apparently, I was the only one who could hear the shrieking pain of the one who had made such a mistake...
