In the endless darkness, a stout, giant tree burst through the void, soaring to the sky. Countless twisted, withered branches spread in all directions, taking root in the entire world.
An ugly face appeared on the trunk. As if it had gone through countless evolutions, the face had only one closed eye and a gaping, bloody maw filled with sharp fangs.
Countless tiny branches emerged from its mouth, soft as silk threads, probing forward.
Gradually, the face grew clearer and detached itself from the trunk.
With a head possessing only an eye and a mouth, it grew hands formed from countless branches and two abnormally thick, beast-like legs.
The monster's form grew clearer, outlining a twisted kind of beauty.
Its skin was pale, cracked like a rotting tree trunk. Countless tentacles hung down naturally, and tightly closed eyes were densely scattered all over its body.
