Giant trees tower above, their twisted branches interwoven to create a dense, impenetrable canopy that covers the ground in darkness. In the face of such enormity, he felt tiny, overshadowed by the towering branches that stretch higher than anything.

The Maw.

It's a place that devours all who dare to venture into it. Perilous creatures, their forms etched in his mind with vivid clarity—claws that rend, teeth that tear, and the sight of crimson blood staining the ground.