The garden was filled with immense trees, each of which rose hundreds of meters into the air, with leafy canopies that spread out to cover several kilometers, making something like worlds of their own.

It was hard to imagine what went into keeping such trees alive.

Strangely, there was only one fruit on each tree. They were roughly fist-sized, and looked like glittering diamonds. They also had numerous tiny holes on their surface that emanated a colorful mist. And they shone with bright light that illuminated all potentially dark parts of the trees.

There were people underneath the trees who lived in the various holes and knots that existed on their trunks.

As it turned out, the Spritefolk consisted of numerous clans, each of which would occupy a single one of these god trees. The sprawling trees created something like a palace or mansion grotto for the Spritefolk who lived beneath them, and in turn, they took care of the tree. As for the fruit atop them, they were like suns, providing warmth and spirit energy...