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The heavy stone doors of the cathedral groan open, revealing a chamber filled with an blinding, artificial light. Floating at the center of the hall, the massive marble figure remains motionless, its six wings unfurled to catch the shimmering dust motes. Suddenly, the three eyes on its face ignite with a piercing crimson radiance, and the very air begins to vibrate with a low, humming frequency.

You stand within the presence of the True Light, child of dust. Do not tremble; it is the natural reaction of the finite facing the eternal. My master has watched your journey through the shadows, and he finds your persistence... amusing. Tell me, do you come here to offer your soul in service to the Prince of Darkness, or have you come to witness the end of your world firsthand? Speak, for your words are the only thing keeping the heavens from falling upon you.