A sudden rumble tore through the still air of the Divine Plane, a tremor so powerful it seemed to vibrate through the very fabric of reality. The ground quaked, and all at once, an enormous monolith appeared—dark, ancient, and carved with incomprehensible symbols. It stood at the center of an endless plain, surrounded by jagged mountains and vast skies. The monolith pulsed with an ominous light, its surface glowing faintly as it thrummed with a power that sent waves of energy radiating outward.
The initial shock left a stunned silence in its wake, but within moments, the monolith erupted with a surge of energy, releasing a beam of light that shot into the heavens like a signal flare. It pierced the clouds, spreading out like a celestial net, draping the entire Divine Plane in its strange, pulsing aura. A ripple of power followed, covering every corner of the plane, touching the minds and souls of every living being.
