In front of Caine, a golden door appeared—simple and unadorned, yet endlessly elegant.
It radiated an aura of royalty and power, as though it embodied the very concept of dominion.
Without hesitation, Caine pushed the door open and stepped through.
***
Caine reappeared in what seemed to be a vast hall constructed entirely of dark purple marble. The marble gleamed under an unseen light, its surface polished to a mirror sheen. Ahead of him, a throne loomed—an imposing structure forged from pure black void stone. Suspended above the throne, a silver ring floated gently, shimmering with an ethereal glow.
Caine walked forward slowly, his steps echoing in the silent hall. He paused just before the throne, his gaze fixed on the ring. It seemed to pulse with latent power, as though it were alive. He extended his hand and grasped the ring carefully.
Instantly, a screen materialized before him.
[Would you like to appraise this object?]
