Unsatisfied?

Two figures landed in a massive space, primarily made of a dry, rocky ground.

Large tombstones of different colours could be seen sprinkled all over on the barren dirt and pebbles, a harsh wind that blew from west to east not fazing them in the least. 

In the sky above, a shade of blue could be seen that didn't seem to have any ties to the Aigas sky. Instead, it gave off a foreign feel that only the owner of this domain could have relished in somewhat.

Pale figures, like ghosts, also littered this world, standing on the ground with their arms wrapped around their bodies. Most had human forms but with no discernible life or consciousness.

When Vohnvolt saw them, he was startled.

'Where am I?' he wondered.

His encounter with a Deity just now seemed like a dream, but the aching of the very roots of his existence told him that it had been very much real… and enlightening.