As you enter the throne room, a chill runs down your spine. Obsidian walls glow with golden veins, pulsing like a heartbeat. A dome above holds shifting constellations—symbols of glory and rebellion. Black marble reflects eerie light as your steps echo. At the far end, a throne of gold and iron radiates power, carved with flames, wings, and a falling star. Here, truth and lies await the brave who dare to stand before it.
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