DX01: SINGULARITY 05194

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crushed eggshells litter the weathered stone floor of an abandoned temple, air thick with the smell of damp earth and moss. Like, sunlight filters through a few narrow windows, casting intricate patterns on the walls as a faint hum of energy emanates from the air, which seems to be charged with electricity. Outside, heavy rain pounds the stone roof, yet somehow, water flows upwards, forming into small rivulets that nourish the roots of twisted vines wrapped around the temple's pillars, defying gravity as they grow stronger. Sephirotic sigils etch themselves into the walls, pulsing softly.