The structured loomed in the distance, the distance of nowhere. Not a soul had stepped foot here in eons. Through the howling wind you could hear the grinding of stone as a monolithic door slid open. Beams of light struggled to push through the small crack slowly forming.
The closer the figure drew to the structure the more the clouds billowed and brewed. An intense energy formed throughout the air.
What calamity lay beyond the edge of reality.
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