The chamber trembled as the Warlock Prince's heavy footsteps echoed through the hollow expanse. He led Jacob, still cloaked in the Deathless Prince's visage, through a towering corridor of black crystal, and along the walls flowed rivers of faint starlight, like veins channeling the lifeblood of the abyss itself.
At this moment, the passage ended, and before them lay an expanse beyond reason—a colossal chasm suspended in a space of unending shadow.
At its center floated an immense structure—it was the Cosmic Gate!
It was shaped like an ancient monolith, older than even the Dark Kingdom itself, its edges carved with incomprehensible geometries that seemed to fold space and reflect time. Rings upon rings of obsidian metal revolved slowly, intersected by cracks that glowed with shifting nebulae of purple and crimson.
