The Capital City of the Celestials stood as a beacon of grandeur and divine beauty, with its towering spires reaching towards the heavens. But now, it lay in ruins, ravaged by the relentless onslaught of humanity's forces. Buildings once adorned with intricate celestial designs were now reduced to crumbling structures, their ethereal beauty replaced by haunting devastation.
The streets were strewn with debris and broken fragments of celestial architecture. Shattered statues of revered figures littered the thoroughfares, their once-glorious forms now marred and fragmented. The air was thick with smoke, the acrid scent of burning mingling with the cries of anguish and the clash of weapons.
