The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A vast, seemingly endless expanse of water stretches out, reflecting the pale blue sky like a mirror. Schools of bioluminescent fish dart through the water, their lights flickering in sync with the pulsing electric charge in the air, while the faint scent of rose petals wafts on the still breeze. The sun sits low in the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the water, and... a chunk of the Metatron's Cube is half-submerged in the center, its intricate patterns etched into the surrounding water as if it's a solid. Umm, the air feels heavy with an almost palpable silence.