A massive, floating triangular island hovers in an endless white void. At its center stands an enormous, ancient key embedded into the ground, partially covered in moss and glowing faintly with an unknown energy. Around the key, strange floating runes and metallic fragments slowly rotate in the air, as if held by an unseen force. The island itself is cracked and worn, with roots and vines growing along its stone structure. Beneath the island, the edges dissolve into dripping shadows, giving the impression that reality itself is unraveling. The atmosphere is a blend of mystery and serenity, evoking a sense of forgotten power within an infinite, empty expanse.
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