Malakhai and Elior stood at the threshold of the Cosmic Observatory, a structure of unparalleled beauty and significance. Formed from comet ice and stardust, the observatory's crystalline spires pierced the veil between realms. Each spire shimmered with the light of distant stars, casting a celestial glow over the surrounding landscape.
The observatory held forgotten constellations and cosmic secrets. Intricate carvings on the walls depicted the birth of galaxies, the dance of comets, and the threads of fate connecting all beings. The air was thick with the hum of latent power, resonating with the wisdom of ages past.
The Celestial Architects, beings of immense power and wisdom, had built the observatory eons ago. They believed that understanding the universe’s mysteries was the key to m
