Tremur Forest.
A seemingly endless plane littered with all manner of abstract shapes that trembled randomly as if struck by bolts of lightning, covered the vast space. These shapes took on many different colours as they floated by, as if spectators, swimming in the darkness around them with no sense of direction.
The tranquil presence within this plane was so intense that one could go insane just by being set within it for a limited amount of time, but luckily, shapes and darkness were not all that populated this place.
While the owner of this space valued silence, he was welcome to company, provided it was worth his time.
A massive black-furred ape could be seen within the space, a mass of light above its head in the form of a simplistic, revolving crown. It had a thick mane around its neck, golden streaks of lightning sparking from its bulk. In addition to this, a thick golden glow covered it, as if warding off the darkness from the plane as it sat with its arm over its knee.
