Pure.
That was the only way to describe it.
Waves of white-gold plasma washed over the landscape. Light bent, shimmered and distorted in strange ways. It took them a moment to adjust their weavings and truly see.
And when they did, the first thing they observed was a Tree.
A towering, incandescent white tree that was so vast it dwarfed the equivalent of a thousand Omniverses in size easily!
Its trunk extended like the spine of existence itself as its branches sparkled, glowing with Wisps of the Flame of the Wheel of Existence on their ends.
Floating around it were pieces of the Wheel- massive golden constructs burning in complexity and serenity. White-gold flames curled around their rims and spokes seamlessly.
