Once, there was a well-known adventurer who travelled at the depths of a very mythical and hidden forest at the edge of the world with his friends, only to end up missing for decades...

Some said there were swallowed by the waves of the unforgiving seas, while some told us about them being swallowed by the darkest void fogs permeating the edges of the world and there's a minority of people thinking they were all stories and just a hoax to stop formulating curiosity at the back of new sailors' minds, leaving those who never know any better to keep guessing for a very long time.

But then, after a while, when a newer group of better-equipped travellers tried to track them down, they uncovered a mysterious island filled with lush canopies resembling those from a jungle forest, but bigger and with more diverse fauna alongside flora to discover...

There, they came across a kingdom of treasures and temples, ruled by the lost adventurer and his friends but when they were asked about to go back, the king refused to ever come back, even persuading these new adventurers to join them, although they all absolutely refused to do so.

As his kingdom of trees, treasures and temples flourishes, so does the thick trees surrounding the area, as if it was a natural wall forbidding outsiders to step inside and exploit their resources as an internal conflict arises inside that challenges the integrity of the kingdom, if it really have it in the first place at all...