At the edge of the myriad realms lies the Chaos Graveyard.
This is not a void, but a drifting expanse of countless shattered stellar remains, frozen energy storms, and torn spatial rifts.
Light is warped, the laws of physics are in disarray, and the aura of utter death and chaos clings like a thick fog, eroding the vitality and sanity of any intruder.
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