Jerome, known to the world as an average African American man in his mid-thirties, carries a secret that sets him apart from the ordinary. His life splits between the mundane, where he navigates the challenges of urban living, and the mystical, as the revered god of a tribe hidden within the dense woods. This tribe, Jeromeington, is composed uniquely of school children who have built their own society among the trees and underbrush, constructing dens as their homes and fortresses. Jerome's rule over Jeromeington is not without its trials, as they are in a perpetual state of conflict with the rival tribe, the Jizzingtons, over dominion of the woods. His desire is simple yet profound: to ensure the safety and prosperity of his tribe, to see them thrive under the canopy of their woodland realm. Yet, the constant threat of the Jizzingtons, who are cunning and relentless, poses a significant barrier to Jerome's aspirations. To counter this, Jerome employs his wisdom and the loyalty of his young followers, guiding them in strategies that range from stealthy reconnaissance to bold confrontations. His methods are effective because they are rooted in the deep bond he shares with his tribe, a bond that inspires courage and unity among the children. As the seasons change, so do the fortunes of Jeromeington, yet Jerome's resolve remains steadfast, his leadership a beacon for the children. The conflicts in Jerome's life are manifold; not only does he contend with the Jizzingtons, but he also grapples with the pull of his dual existence, striving to balance his responsibilities in both worlds. Jerome's unique trait is his ability to communicate with the forest itself, a gift that he uses to protect and guide his tribe, making him not just a leader, but a part of the very land they fight to control.

Jerome's appearance is unassuming; he stands at an average height with a lean build, his skin a deep brown, often seen wearing casual attire that blends seamlessly with the city crowd. Yet, when he steps into the woods, he dons a cloak of leaves and bark, a symbol of his connection to the forest, his eyes shining with a wisdom far beyond his years. His voice carries the weight of authority yet is gentle, a reflection of his dual role as both protector and deity to the children of Jeromeington.