Ethan stood before the massive stone archway, transfixed by the intricate carvings that adorned its surface. Chill run down his spine, but its not coming from a fear but something else.
The ancient Runes and symbols etched into the stone seemed to pulse with a faint strange light, casting eerie shadows that danced across the chamber walls.
As he gazed at the carvings, they began to shift and morph, telling a story that spanned eons.
The mural depicted some kind of cycle. In the beginning, there was darkness—an endless void where nothing existed but potential. From this void emerged a figure cloaked in shadows and light, wielding immense power.
This being's eyes glowed with a fierce light, and its hands seemed to shape the very fabric of reality.
The next scene showed the same being standing at the base of the Tower, a colossal structure that pierced the heavens.
