The overwhelming suction of the Desolate Tunnel faded as Patrick and his group emerged into the true expanse of the Desolate Realm. The chaotic darkness of the tunnel dissolved into a blinding light, and as their vision cleared, the sheer magnitude of their new surroundings unfolded before them.
They found themselves suspended in a boundless void where the very fabric of space seemed malleable. Hundreds of billions of floating domains, each rivaling the size of galaxies, drifted through a shimmering sea of multicolored energy. Some landmasses teemed with alien flora, their vibrant hues pulsing with an otherworldly vitality, while others lay desolate, their surfaces marred by the scars of ancient conflicts. Towering ruins of long-forgotten civilizations dotted the landscape, their crumbling spires and shattered halls whispering tales of the mighty beings who had once reigned here.
