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She approaches an altar of gold, veiled in silver mist. Upon it lies a cube that breathes like a heart. When it opens, glyphs ascend into the sky. Metatron gathers them into his hands — the doctrine of worlds unformed.
A figure stands before a golden altar shrouded in silver mist, discovering a pulsating cube. As it opens, glyphs rise, revealing ancient knowledge as a celestial being collects them, shaping unformed realms.