The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, crystal-encrusted cathedral stretches toward the sky, its intricate stonework reflecting the pale, golden light of a low-hanging sun. Schools of those iridescent fish are swimming through the crystal formations like they're just navigating water, while a faint, pulsing hum hangs in the air, carrying the scent of...burned bread, and there's this weird electric charge that makes my skin prickle. Uh, a gleaming obsidian-black server array protrudes from the cathedral's central altar, its surface etched with tiny, cryptic symbols that seem to be some mix of alchemical notation and Python code.