The Gate of Eternity
The gate was massive, carved from ancient stone and covered in runes that shimmered with a faint, otherworldly glow.
It pulsed with raw power, its presence alone enough to make the air hum with energy.
Greg let out a low whistle. "That's… definitely a gate."
Mallory stepped forward, the key in her hand reacting instantly. The runes on the gate flared to life, recognizing the presence of the one meant to open it.
Quinn watched her carefully. "Are you ready for this?"
Mallory didn't hesitate. "We came all this way. There's no turning back now."
She raised the Forgotten Gate Key and pressed it against the stone.
The world shifted.
A pulse of energy surged outward, a deep resonance shaking the very fabric of reality.
The gate shuddered, its massive stone doors beginning to part.
A gust of wind roared from within, carrying whispers of ancient power and a glimpse of what lay beyond.